The Meaningless Flower

The Meaningless Flower

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For a moment I breathed, very heard my breath panting. I see again in the future, it turns out he is very far away. I want to keep pursing him, but my feet can not, this wound has not healed full. Angkot, taxi, motorcycle taxi, where they are when I need them. I'm tired, I'm sitting by the side of the road, I'm not ashamed, because the street is empty, the road my house.

I give up. I walked back home. My legs are trembling, these tears are still flowing, I can not resist. The paper that was originally smooth was now shabby and wet mixed with sweat from my hand. Just realized, I ran very far, perhaps the record of the farthest run of my life. I did not think he would leave me alone, yes .. just me alone without a brother who dititipinya. I know our life is difficult, but I can not believe he left me. This is highly unlikely. We live alone, hide, move around. I've had seven cities in my life for seventeen years. I do not know the reason this mother must pass this way. But the one I know, Mother avoids the father's family.

Mother once said to me "sorry, we must move again, instead of mother do not like here, but this for your good". Always a reason for my kindness. Living with my mother is very good for me, I do not need another reason. My father was dead when I was eight years old, whom I knew was a deadly disease. However, me and my mother did not join the process of pemakamam. The reason for my mother at that time was to fear I was sad, so my father's family took care of it. I always accept the reason made by the mother, because I believe in her.

I was 12 years old then. Once upon a time when my mother went to work, I went into my mother's room, searched all my mother's things. I found some documents and wedding photos of the mother with my father. The photo was a family photo but I did not see any of my father's family photos. There is only a photo of om riki, dad's best friend. I opened the documents, there were various documents, but at first glance there was a document that caught my attention, written down the contract, I read about the strange contract terms. One of them contains "at the age of 11 years, the child of dwiki wijaya will change custody by wijaya family" the man called here is my father and the other file is divorce papers. I did not understand the purpose of the file, so I left and mopped the room again.
When I was 15 I just remembered about the document. However, when I wanted to see again, the document was not there, maybe the mother kept it in a place I did not know.

Until yesterday afternoon, I found two women visiting our house, they were grandmother and aunt anis, I saw the mother was shocked absurd, his face was red, his face a little scared, and his legs trembled. but he still let them in, I welcome them warmly. I have not finished saying hello to them, my mother told me to go to the cake shop, mother told me with a stuttering and loud tone, so I dare not deny it. I went straight to the cake shop, picked out the most delicious cake there.

I came home with pleasure because finally there was a family who visited our house but I stumbled and made my leg hurt. When I got home I did not see grandmother and aunt anis, just a mother with a grim face there, said grandmother mother rush home because there is event, mother also said that grandma will give my birthday present tomorrow. I was so excited and I hugged my mother, my mother hugged me very tight and she smiled at me, but there were a few drops of tears running down her face.

Last night Mother wanted to sleep with me, just please. But at midnight when I woke up, my mother was not next to me, maybe the mother moved to sleep because this mattress is not comfortable to use together. I went back to sleep.

In the morning I found a cake and a birthday present in my room, which was quite strange but I was happy. I went straight out of the room looking for mothers