The Unacknowledged Seed
Heresy

Five years later.

Their lives are so different than before. Now the little baby that is loved by many people has grown into a smart child. Not only is he smart, he can be even more mature than kids his age. He was very obedient, never troubled his mother and even so attentive to the mother.

Mishel's happiness is complete with the presence of his beloved baby. He seemed to get a new motivation to fight in this life for the sake of the son. Now there is nothing more important than the happiness of his son. The son's smile was an encouragement and the reason he became stronger. Although three years ago he had lost a very meaningful person in his life.

"Darling, are you ready?" Mishel went into the son's room and the boy was ready. He is very independent, can do things that in general children can not do.

"Mom, Rafael is ready."

"Then let's go now" said Mishel, approaching the son and holding the small hand. For him Rafael remains his adorable little baby even though now he has turned into a handsome and charming boy. It is undeniable that the bigger he is the more similar he is to his father. If you look at a small photo of Marco then Rafael is like a duplicate.

The two of them went somewhere in Mishel's own car. The car he bought from his hard work. She has also become an independent and stand-alone woman. That's why someone is getting more difficult to approach it despite trying hard.

"We're here, come on, son."

"Yes Ma'am, I can't wait to meet my grandmother, too" Rafael said.

Mishel smiled and opened the door.

Here they were, in front of a tomb on which was inscribed the name of the woman who had given birth to Mishel. Yeah, three years ago Fira's mother had her last breath. Apparently he has bowel cancer. Because never undergoing treatment the disease gets worse and when Mishel knows it can not be saved anymore. Her mother's death was the worst day of her life, worse than when her father went to pick another woman. How not, the mother is the only person she has had all this time. One who keeps it alone, a place to go home and a place to pour out his heart and mind.

"Son, forgive me for not being a good mother to you, for not being able to make you happy and for making your life difficult. Son, promise me that you will be a good mother to your child. Be a strong and strong mother don't be like that who's just caught up in the past all those years."

"Mom, don't go. How can I survive without my mother beside me. Mom, why do you have to. .. hiks."

"Son, everyone will eventually leave this world just a different time. Now it's time for mom to go, there's your son who will be your strength.I'm sorry, Mom son."

Mishel's tears just flowed as she remembered that day. It felt like the world stopped spinning.

"Grandma, does grandma know. I became the Grandma's class champion. My mother said she would give me a gift if I won the class so I studied hard" Rafael told me everything about her, her school and her friends.

Mishel smiled at the son's words. Even without learning, he can get first place in class because he is smart.

"Mother, Rafael is getting bigger. I'm right, if the kids grow up so fast. He was also getting smarter and more independent, never bothering me and knowing what to do at home. Sometimes Rafael even makes me a simple tea and breakfast" Mishel said in her heart because she did not want to disturb the son who was busy chatting with his grandmother.

Yes sometimes Rafael can indeed make breakfast even if it is just bread baked using a toaster machine.

Mishel's attention was left with a bouquet of flowers that had just been placed on her mother's grave. Maybe someone had already come before him.