The way I love you
165 Between Child And Parent
"What if we were orphans?" arya asked furiously.
That's what he doesn't like, if someone has brought up their background as an orphanage child. Are they the ones who asked to be raised there? Can they choose who their birth parents are?
Dhea's house lights finally lit up as well. Vean wants to go there, but is prevented by Arya.
"Let him alone first. He'll be out later." As the one who knew Dhea since childhood, Arya was the one who understood how the girl was.
Inside her house, Dhea sighed many times. He had been a little calmer since noon had locked himself in his room without the slightest illumination. The girl washed her face, and began to turn on the lights.
Dhea looked at the people sitting in her yard.
"You're lighting a bonfire?"
"When your house is dark, we start a bonfire, huh."
"It's Mas, Neng, the meatball."
"One more, Bang."
Since staying here, Dhea— friendsincluding Vean and Juna—more popular.
This is not a neighborhood that is too elite—, the distance from home to home one is quite far, not also from the gate to the main door must use a car, the, nor could traveling merchants enter this area.
Many pea skin garbage that has been collected into one.
"Do you make tents here?"
"Yuk, make a tent. But I can't make it" said Fio.
"Not to talk!"
"Well, who wants to be your girlfriend!"
Dhea laughed, then received the meatballs given by Abang meatballs.
"You .. don't think about what people say."
"Hufft, this isn't just a matter between me and Fio. But .. what they say about maybe I'm an illegitimate child. Son of a whore, father of a criminal ...."
"Relta ...."
"Yes, the logic, right? How many babies are dumped due to economic factors or born outside of marriage? Many right, the news that we heard about the boy who was dumped—or killed, because he did not want to bear the disgrace? I could be the child of rape, or the result of infidelity, or promiscuity without responsibility."
Dhea was back crying. All day he thought about this.
"Nobody came to look for me."
"That means I can too, right?" arya.
"I'm not talking about Arya's sister or any other orphanage. But it is, right, the reason the orphanage children are everywhere— thrown away."
"It's not your fault, it's not your fault!" say Vean.
"Let's see, Andre and the others, left at the door of the home without any letters or relics. No, old man knocking on the door to ask the parlour to take care of them."
"Whoever you are, what matters is that you are good people. No matter what people say, we can judge for ourselves. If you are the son of criminals, you have no evil intentions until now. If you're a son of a whore, then you're not prostituting yourself. If you are the child of an affair, you are not anyone's affair. If you are a child of free association, you are not pregnant or impregnating outside marriage. You are you, your parents, your parents. Children don't have to follow in the footsteps of their parents" Vean said.
"But Om Bram is a doctor, Juna is a doctor. You Vean, um Candra become a businessman, you become a businessman. My father is also a businessman, I follow—ya even though forced, anyway."
"Flame! I injected rabies!"