Dream Smile
Episode 12's

At four o'clock in the afternoon I arrived home, but I was surprised to see someone I knew so well, Father.

There was never a chance to meet him or even miss him, because in my heart I had felt resentment and hurt to him. One word because he as a man and the head of the family who has no responsibility.

"Well, are you here?" I asked her to be cold when I entered the room. He is now lying on a mattress with his eyes closed and I am sure he is not in a state of sleep because his legs are now swaying.

My mother and sister are not here either. I also looked more and more at my Father who never answered, until I now sniff loudly while throwing my bag just at the table. Spontaneous Father opened his eyes to the noise I made.

"Do you not like your father here?" he said with his eyes looking at me sharply.

I looked at him cynically. "So!" I said sarcasm.

"From now on you will stay here, like you do not like you have to accept. This is your decision" he said and closed his eyes again.

I'm racking up emotions. "Living here? It's good, it's such a narrow cost that Mr Maksa lives here?"

I really didn't stop thinking until my frustration reached the crown.

"So, I'm not going to let you here!" I said in a high tone. "It's up to you where you live, just don't come here. It's enough you bother us and now you come to live, want to be right here?" I said sarcasm with emotion.

Benalu seems worthy of my words because he is with a healthy body fit, sane mind but does not want to move his body to work, precisely the time used only to laze and not miss maksiat.

When he got up, with burning eyes looking at me, he approached and raised his hand to hit me.

My eyes were closed, this was the first time I saw a flash of anger from his eyes. But what I said was an overflow of my heartache on him that I had been harboring all this time. It was enough that I would get the heartache and I don't know maybe Mom experienced it more than I felt.

"Basically the child does not know it is lucky!" hisses.

"Then what is your father called? A man who abandoned his wife's child and has no responsibility!" my words are no less fierce.

His jaw now looks hardened with his hands clenched, our emotions are both popping our shoulders up and down as if holding emotions that have almost exploded.

"Father is just being lazy in this family, mending Ayu does not have any Father," I said and provoked emotions in him. His hand was now clenched and floating about to hit me but was held back by Mom's scream.

"Don't sir, what you did to Ayu" cried Mother who was now approaching us.

The tears of my pain had fallen unbearable, I tried to strengthen myself so as not to cry in front of the Father. I don't want to be seen as whiny or weak, because I don't want to be bullied like Mom would.

Ayu is strong, my inner.

"You ask your son this damn thing yourself" he said with a hiss.

I smiled bitterly. What did he say, son of a bitch? my inner.

I now rub my tears down. Then I looked at my parents in turn. "If you don't leave this place, Ayu will go!" I said cold.

I grabbed my bag and left ignoring the call of my mother who was crying over me. As I walked out of the door at a glance I looked at Zahra who was frightened by this incident, her hands tightly holding on to the door and I strengthened my heart to move on first.

Along the way I cried noiselessly. My tears seeped down unstoppably, all the way I moved my legs step by step and walked aimlessly.

Why life is so weird, I also want to live in a whole family, happy like other friends. Why should it be this hard, it is still a lot of behavior. Given my father's behavior, I was always heartbroken.

'Lord.' I shouted in my heart.

I didn't feel like I was going any further, it was getting dark but I didn't know which way to go.

My footsteps stopped, and my head turned to the sky.

I closed my eyes and then sobbed, unable to hold my cry. My chest is tight, it hurts.

'Have I sinned against and been angry with my parents, ' my inner self.

After my sobbing subsided I looked around, the streets were so crowded only vehicles passed by and what they said if they saw me crying.

Now I feel my legs start to hurt, probably because I walk too far. I also now pull over to sit on the side of the road, while my eyes look at the passing vehicle.

My crying had subsided even though it was still with glazed eyes. In my daydream I was jolted because now my shoulder was being patted by someone.

"Sandy," I said softly after looking at my side, there is Sandy who is also now sitting beside me.

We were both silent for a while, and before long Sandy said, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

I nodded without looking at him. "I'm not hungry" I said flatly.

Sandy nodded and then stood up. "Whatever problems you face, you also need to eat to replenish energy. Come on," he said, asking me to follow him.

I'm the one who never left, now Sandy pulled my arm to walk after him. "Good," he said after starting the bike.

I also followed his orders to ride his bike, not many questions where he now began to advance his motorbike. After circling now the motor stops at a satay stall.

Sandy pulled my arm into the stall and sat me on an empty chair. He then left me to order food. Until the food came, we were both silent.

"Eat first, think later," he said as he filled the plate in front of me that was still empty.

I started to feed until the food ran out. And after eating Sandy now invites me to stop by the city park.

"You can trust me, if you want to tell me about your problems" Sandy said, breaking the silence as we sat here for almost half an hour and were silent.

I poked my lips, then said, "I don't want to go home."

Sandy turned to look at me and then looked at me. "Why?"

"I'm tired, I don't want to see you" I said staring straight ahead. "The family should be the safest place to take refuge and be happy with the affection of its inhabitants, but to me my family is not like that, they—," I could not continue my words and again sobbed with a chest that felt increasingly tight.

Sandy was silent, she was waiting for me until I felt a little calm. I took a deep breath, controlled myself.

"If you don't want to meet your Father then what about your other family, your mother or your brother's goods. They'll be worried about you" Sandy said.

Lips throbbing.

"So far as you go family is where you come back, it is impossible to escape even if you do not like it because there is an invisible bond and flows in your body. Let me drop off" said Sandy, who got up from the park chair and took me to her bike.

When I got to the boarding place, it was too late, hesitating to knock on the door but Sandy who kept watching me from the top of her bike nodded towards me hinting for me to come in.

I held the door handle and turned it around a little, in fact the door was not locked. This narrow room makes it easy for my eyes to reach the entire room.

Although the lights were not turned on I could still see, the one lying in the bed was only my mother and sister. I then closed the door, put my bag and then went to find a place to lie back to my mother.

How much pain I felt must have been more heartache Mother who bore all coupled with my attitude earlier before leaving home. With eyes closed my tears seeped and soon I sobbed and now I choose to pull my pillow to hide my tears in the pillow's embrace.

To be Continue

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