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After my mother left, my father took care of me alone and also took care of the household. Right at the age of 15, my father became seriously ill and it was stated that he only had three months left. Sad? I am very sad and always ask why God made me like this, but I remain positive thinking maybe God made me like this because only I am strong enough to accept this life's test.
If asked, am I still looking for information on my mother's whereabouts? Yes, it happened...
My situation was not fine, looking for work from one shop to another in order to earn money for my father's medical expenses. But, all I got was tiredness and fatigue, willing to rain and heat to find a job, that's all I did in order to find medical expenses for my father.
"Is there still a place where I can feel happiness?"
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Pov Alex
Standing on the balcony of the mansion breathing in the scent of wet earth looking up at the cloudy clouds that look faintly in the sky, I really like rain, dew and wet soil. Inhaling the scent of wet earth, calms my soul and instantly refreshes my mind. Staring at the overcast clouds above the sky makes my eyes feel very cool looking at him, only in this place I can smile calmly, things like this have become routine for me before living my life full of struggle.
I'm Alex a 23 year old male, continuing my father's company which has four companies in three countries. My father left a chocolate company for me to lead because he believed in the qualities in me that he trusted enough.
"Master, there is a call for you."
He is Mr. Karyo, my personal bodyguard, he has worked with me for three years, he devotes himself very well.
I received a call from who knows what, usually I don't want to receive a call from a dark number but this time I received it because Pak Karyo looked at me with a worried look
"Hello?"
"Alex, how are you kid?"
A familiar voice but makes my heart very soft because it's been a long time I haven't heard that hoarse and sad voice
"Mr Herman."
Mr. Herman, he is a man who I consider as my own father, he is very good to me even when my company is in a slump, he is the first person to reach out his hand to help me until my company is back in a fairly well-known company.
"Son Alex, there's something I want to talk to you about kid."
The feeling of longing and wanting to hug him made me immediately run to get ready to go visit him with my bodyguard, Pak Karyo. Anxiety and longing enveloped my heart, I haven't embraced the person who always makes me calm for a long time, he's the one who has helped me all this time, Mr. Herman, he's the only man who can make me feel calm and strong enough to survive in a harsh world. I took the night to meet him
Mr. Karyo opened the car drawer and took a bottle of medicine, there was a photo stored in the car drawer. It was a photo of a little girl whose hands I held tightly, she was Virisya, Mr. Herman's biological child.
"Will he be as naughty as he used to be?" I muttered chuckling as I remembered how close I was to that little girl
"Take your medicine, sir."
Pak Karyo gave me medicine and a bottle of mineral water for me to drink, I closed the bottle again and he put the bottle with the medicine back in its place.
“Master, will you be okay after meeting that girl?”
"It's okay, he's Mr. Herman's son which means it will be my responsibility to take care of him too. After all, his mother left him, his life must have suffered a lot right now."
"okay sir."
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Pov Virisya
A place that has become my best friend, inhaling the pungent aroma of medicine makes me very sick of being in this place. I felt a sense of frustration after getting news about my father who stated that he only had 3 months left, sadly I feel my heart hurts a lot as a child who is close to his father, if mother was still here mother would definitely hug me tightly giving me strength to survive the pain this pain. With this old cellphone that I hold, I ventured to call my mother's number, and it was connected
"hello ma'am, I'm virisya ma'am. I miss mom." I softly said how I felt right now, I really miss a mother's embrace, I can't hold back the tears anymore, they just flow like rain that I don't know when it will stop.
"Virisya? Who is Virisya, I don't know that name at all. sorry, I'm busy right now, it's been a while."
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