The Unwanted Family
Chapter 3 (Seeds of Infidelity)

When arriving in front of the house happened to be my mother was sweeping the front yard of the house, the habit of the mother every afternoon was sweeping leaves from trees in the yard of the house, although the house is simple but looks beautiful by the number of trees, even though the house is simple but beautiful by the number of trees, I got off the bike covering my knees with my hands.

"Oh my God, my son, what are your feet?

"eemmm.anu yes...emmm..."

"Anu why?

"So on the road I fell"

I don't dare tell you the truth, I'm afraid you're too worried, maybe falling off your bike is normal, but getting hit by a motorcycle might be a bit of a worry for you.

"Be careful, don't speed up on a bike, take a shower first and then hurt the drug's mother"

Mother's words were always reassuring, the confusion of my mind after seeing what happened between the father and the woman in that place gradually calmed down.

"Mom, I met you at WTS"

"Maybe you're hanging out with your friends"

"Emmm.but ma'am, I saw you being hugged by a woman"

As soon as the mother fell silent, bak could not believe what I just said, the eyes of the mother began to glaze over maybe in the mind of the mother, just playing gambling and drunkenness had made my family slowly destroyed, it was enough, not with infidelity, I just looked at my mother's face.

"Mom, mom's okay"

"Mom's okay, son, maybe you saw it wrong"

"No ma'am, it's really the father of the motorbike also the father of parking there"

"Maybe Lutfi is wrong, we think it's okay, where your wounds are"

Mother in my opinion is an extraordinary woman, never prejudiced anyone including the father, the mother always harbored her pain, never showed sadness in front of her child, she said, night came as usual father always left early in the morning home late at night, the reason is working but I never know what father of work, what, the incident that I saw with my friends made my hatred for my father start to grow, I tried to guess my own heart why all this had to happen, he said, when I was eight years old I had to bear the burden of life like this, I tried to assess why other families are not like my family, their family looks okay, their father is always nice to his wife, he said, moreover, Mr. Dimas is so dear to mother Dimas, every time I play to the place of Dimas father and mother warmly chatting like a married couple, and with Dimas also so attention, so much attention, I've always been jealous of this family I always imagined fathers and mothers like their families, my daydreams are becoming more and more aware by the sound of the father's motor, I see from behind the door of the room is really the father, sitting in the living room chair, while the mother prepares coffee for the father, the mother comes with a cup of coffee sitting next to the father.

"Sir, Lutfi saw you at WTS, with a woman".

Father who was drinking his coffee, immediately spouted mother-made coffee.

"What you're saying, I'm at WTS" as usual, you look at me like a killer.

"Yes sir, Lutfi was the same mother's story"

"I'm this work where I might be at WTS, where call your brash son"

Without calling my mother I came to my father in the living room

"Yes, Lutfi saw you were at WTS, you were hugging a woman"

"Lack of children" my father kicked me hard

I shook my hand, I ran to my room, I cried this time I was rude to me.

"Already sir, I just asked you, I also said maybe Lutfi was wrong see, it's not the father"

"Teach your son is good manners, you at work what, teach children not becus"

Dad came up to me in the room, dad told me not to complain to the mother who is not-no, I answered the words of the father, without saying much the father grabbed me and slammed me on the bed, crowded and felt like dying my gaze began to darken, I had difficulty breathing because the father's dings were so strong, my mind was laughing whether this is what parents should do to their children, mother came to inhabit me with a cry.

"Astaghfirullah.father what are you doing"

"Educate your son so as not to be insolent with parents"

"Already sir, the wrong mother forgive your son"

Without a word the father left us, then the father went with his motorbike somewhere, the mother who had called me as she shed her tears, kept racing with words of concern for a mother.

"Your son is okay son"

I just closed my eyes sign I was okay, my breathing was still heavy and wheezing, my mother was getting scared to see me like that, some time I started to breathe smoothly and cry so badly, she said, my feelings of anger towards my father began to take revenge with the treatment of my father to us, but what power I have not aged enough and physically you are still far inferior to the father, he said, from that moment on my hateful soul was deeply embedded in my father, someday I will repay all of my father's treatment of us.

The night was like a rainstorm, though the sky was brightly star-studded, not with this feeling, the wind was blowing coolly through the crack of the wooden board that became the wall of our house, the tears from my paradise kept flowing in his cheeks, when will all this end life like a family not like hell, inwardly always said mother calm wait for your child to mature, be a child, to avenge all the treatment of the father who always hurt you.

In the morning as usual I was preparing to go to school, I said goodbye to my mother, I approached the mother in the kitchen who was washing dishes, I grabbed the hand of my paradise, I said, I kissed her so that someday what I do always gets ridho from mom.

"Mother, I'm leaving first, Assalamualaikum"

"Guard, be careful son"

"Where are you going, school is not going that way"

"Emmm.this is Dim I was told to mom for a minute"

"That's what Lut, tumbenan"

"Ehhhh. I was told to stitch the house of the sophist" I deliberately reasoned that Dimas did not follow.

Sofi mother's house is on the edge of our village close to WTS.

"Oohhh.kirain go where, I've been Lut first do not get late to school"

"Ok, I'll catch up with you later"

I continued my investigation, until I was in front of the WTS I saw the father with the woman yesterday, my feelings did not miss, as well as yesterday the father in the hug and kissed the woman

"Badly father, my mother was always lied to" my mouth trembled withholding emotion.

I continued to school I left the brothel, I arrived at school as usual Mr. Muklis the school gardener kindly greeted the children who were starting to enter the bike parking lot.

"Tumben Lut you come a little afternoon, usually no students you have come" with his special words he greeted me.

" Yes, sir, I was told by my mother to stitch" I deliberately lied to Mr. Muklis.

Mr. Muklis gardener at school, he has worked probably from me unborn, his stature is high and his hair began to whiten almost flat, maybe that's the reason I said he worked at my school from when I wasn't born.

From the moment of yesterday's incident I was like a quiet person, who I usually always joked with my friends I chose to go straight into class and sit quietly on my bench, maybe my friends felt strange about my sudden change in attitude, Rima, a female friend who was familiar with me, rebuked me.

"That's why, Tumben went straight to class"

I was still silent, I was not fully aware of my daydream, the second time Rima rebuked me.

"Heeeiiii Lut!!!!"

"Ehhhh yes Rim what's wrong"

"I've been your country, you've been quiet about why there's something"

"There's nothing really why the rim?"

"You're weird today"

The school bell rang, the sound of the shoes of the mother Goddess began to sound she was my homeroom teacher, the aroma of the typical mother goddess perfumes began to smell, the mother goddess placed her book on the table.

"Good morning kids".

"Good morning ma'am" the voice of the classmates replied to the mother Goddess

"Today we repeat Mathematics as my mother said yesterday, you guys have learned?".

"Already ma'am" the anxious voice of my classmates

"Okay, Lutfi please share this matter with friends".

I returned to my daydreams, I did not hear the orders of the Mother Goddess.

"Lutfi!!!" the loud voice of the new Goddess mother dawned on me.

"Yes ma'am what's wrong?".

"So mom said what to you?".

"Sorry mom, I didn't hear".

"Why are you, you sick?" the goddess walked over to me.

"No ma'am, I'm fine".

"if you are sick, you go to the UKS, or

going home is okay".

"No ma'am, I'm fine"

The real thing in my mind was like war, I started to be a dim-witted person, I was always quiet in my later days, which I used to be humorous about now I became like a stranger in myself, I started to get away from the crowd of friends.