Young Mothers
There's only Regret
In a luxurious apartment, a man had just opened his eyes.
"Shit. My head," said Devano while holding his head as if the contents inside the head will come out. He circulated his gaze and as soon as his memory of last night returned. Yap memory of when he could not control his mind and mind to stop drinking to cause himself to be drunk heavily because of the sound of a child who always haunts him to arrive at the dream of the little boy keep coming to him until his mind is connected to Ciara's words the other day. It kept turning in his head causing him frustration and venting everything at the night club.
"Fuck shit, I don't care, I'm sure it's not my son, " growled Devano. He does not realize if someday regret will haunt him.
The ringing of the phone above the nightstand distracts him. Devano immediately took the phone which turned out to be displaying a call from his Mommy.
He wanted to say hello to Mommy Nina's voice first into his ear.
📞 : "Hello darling. Where are you, son? Why didn't you come home last night? Are you not papa? You're okay, aren't you, baby? Why didn't you tell Mom last night? Answer Mommy darling! don't worry Mom." Devano sighed softly. So worried was the mother just because she did not come home one night without news. He did not think what if there was a parent of a woman whose future he destroyed was also worried about his son who left the house forever?
"Mom calm down. Dev is fine. Dav came home last night to the apartment. I'm sorry I didn't get to know Mom last night because Dev's work was a lot, "devano's reason. There was a sigh of relief from Mommy Nina from afar.
📞 : "Huh thank God you're okay baby. If you want to go to college, be careful. Don't forget to eat breakfast."
"Who is my dear Mommy. Dev wants to clean up first. Bye Mom's."
Tut Tut Tut
Mommy Nina clucked violently as her son brashly turned off his phone connection.
"Whose son is so insolent as his own Mommy" exclaimed Mommy Nina.
"Our child is Mom who else wants to try" said Daddy Tian. He guessed that his son's words were just an alibi. Daddy Tian does not mind introducing teenagers in this modern era even though he also warns Devano to stay on the safe path and not exceed the limits. Drink it but not get drunk. Want to race or brawl he will release the bonyok and feel pain not himself. But if there is anything his son should be responsible without the help of himself or his extended family. And for women's problems, though, Daddy Tian does not mind if the child has to be close to any woman or often has to change girlfriends other than he can control himself to stay conscious with the sweet temptations of the devil.
...*****...
It has been a week since Ciara's departure, the situation of the Ciara family house also looks different, which was once often covered with laughter now turned into quiet and silent like no occupant. The warm aura that had always enveloped the family had now turned into a cold and gloomy aura.
Kiara who used to always spread a ruckus with her brother is now just silent even she always avoids her parents. His mind was still on Ciara.
Not much different from Kiara, Mama Mila also seems still hit with the departure of Ciara. He more often daydreamed with even endless tears to keep coming out of his eyes. Her sweet smile is now faded since she found out Ciara could leave her alone. The warm gaze that radiated once now turned into a blank stare that always enveloped his swollen eyes. Even her son and husband are no longer taken care of.
As for Papa Julian, he seemed to regret his decision to give Ciara a choice and in the end his first child chose to leave to protect the baby he was carrying from his own threats. It would be sad if he remembered his selfishness first.
Papa Julian approached Mama Mila and stroked his wife's back.
"Papa went to work first Ma," said Papa Julian even though there was no response at all from the wife even he was not glimpsed at all. Papa Julian let out a long sigh before leaving his wife to go to work.
Tears dripping down Mama Mila's cheeks, "Where are you, son? Sorry dear Mama sorry. Come home baby, Mama miss you, Mama wants to hug Ciara. Go home son, sorry Mama," muttered Mama Mila in a soft voice.
...*****...
And a week already Ciara has been living in a neighboring country. He is currently busy with his new activities that are working to become waiters in one of the famous cafes in the city that he currently lives in.
"How come you don't papa, right?" asked Olive her co-worker when she saw the pale face of Ciara. Ciara blinked her eyes.
"So, I don't papa. Just exhausted from the cafe race so much and we did not take a break."
"Are you really not papa?" Ciara nodded her head.
"Yes, you sit down first. No pegel stand still when no customers come. Or want to get ready all right again shift change." Ciara saw the clock that turned out to have shown at 17:50 which means that in 10 minutes he would go home and his work was replaced by another friend.
"Yes, I am ready first. No papa, right?"
"Quiet down. Be careful if you go home or do you want me to anther?"
"Not to Liv. I went home alone. You were also waiting for the boss to come here and come home." Olive grinned at the horse while scratching her non-itchy head. Olive is the same as Ciara's boss can be said to be a confidant who has a cafe because their boss is busy with various other affairs and for his visit to the cafe is not necessarily only when he has time luang if not yes all the cafe business is delegated to Olive.
"Hehehehe was too. Be careful, yes." Ciara brandished her thumb to respond to the speech from Olive.
Ciara immediately changed her work clothes with the clothes she brought from home.
"Mama's son must be tired inside. Sorry Mama yes dear," muttered Ciara while stroking her stomach.
"We go home yuk. See you at home and we'll have milk. Don't fuss, baby. Mama loves you," he continued while out of the cafe where he worked after his working hours were completely finished.