The unexpected guardian

Janelle Point Of View's

"Yow Janelle!. How is life?". One of my co-workers asked loudly.

"It's fine. Still breathing". I laughed at my reply, which he just laughed at.

"That's good. Come on, let's start". He said that's why I just nodded to him.

Before starting, I went to our locker to put on my uniform and to put my bag.

It's 6 pm at night.

Today is Saturday, that's why I can't stay up because there's no school the next day, because it's Sunday.

I am a working student. My parents are dead, I'm raising myself alone. All my daily needs and school expenses come from my own labor and hands.

It's hard, but I'm trying to cope just to survive and finish my education as I promised my parents.

I salute working students like me. Even if it's very difficult, and even if they want to give up, they don't, because they seal in their minds that as long as they live, they won't just give up on the challenge of life. And I do the same. I thought, my suffering will end and I will be rewarded with a good life once I finish my education.

By the way, I'm babbling to you, I haven't introduced myself yet.

By the way, I am Janelle Almira Miller, 22 years old and currently in the second year of college.

My life is going well, but I often wonder how mom and dad will react, when they find out that I am doing everything to finish, as I promised earlier.

Not a day goes by that I don't ask myself if they are proud of me. If they are happy because I am struggling to reach my dreams.

How many times have I asked myself why they left me two so early in the morning. Why do they have to disappear without even saying goodbye?

At that time, the day they completely disappeared, I was at school. Our exam is for students who will be lucky enough to get a full scholarship. And that day, I was happy to announce that I was the first to get a scholarship, but that same day, they both left me.

They both had an accident. They came from the province of those days because they sold our land. They were on their way back to Manila, but unfortunately, a big truck crashed into their car.

And we were supposed to use that money to build our own house here in Manila, but because of that accident. The money that was meant for our house, was used for them.

It hurts too much. I thought I couldn't live alone. But I remembered that I had promised them both that I would finish school.

That's why no matter how hard it is for me, I will still do everything to finish my studies and fulfill my dreams.

*sigh*

What the heck!. I'm getting dramatic.

Alright, I'll talk about my sad life later. Maybe it's because I'm late for my work.

After drama inside our locker area, I immediately went out to start my work.

From Monday to Thursday, after my class, I just go home to change my clothes, then go straight to the restaurant. I leave school at 3 pm, then I start work around 4:30 pm. 4:30 pm to 12:30 pm, I'm out of that. Then on Fridays, I go to work at 7 pm, then I leave at 7 am, the same on Saturdays. Then during the week, I go in at 12 pm then I go out at 9 pm, because the next day is Monday.

Do you get it? If not, it's up to you hehehe. I will run out of time if I continue. That's just the way I go to the restaurant. Actually, the two of us have such a schedule here. I have a classmate who also works here. And not just a classmate, because he is also my best friend.

"Hey, Elle?. Have you been here before?. I didn't notice you come in". Lara, my best friend, asked me an open question.

"Yes. You were busy with customers earlier when I came in". I answered him, before going to my area.

I am the cashier now, because my brother Felix is away. His wife was sick so he couldn't come.

"By the way. Yes, by the way, did you know--".

"Not yet. I just arrived". I put*l to what he had to say. But he immediately made me cry when he hit me on the shoulder.

Fortunately, it wasn't the tray that he hit me with.

"Lukarit!".

"Hahaha. What the hell is that? You know I just arrived, then you're going to ask me if I already know. Of course not".

"Tsk. Cut it because I'm going to tell you".

"Yes. You talk a lot. Hurry up and say your gossip and maybe the customers will come".

"Yes. So that's it. We don't have school tomorrow". He said this and frowned at me.

"We really don't have school because it's next week. Are you crazy?". I asked this girl laughing.

He really itched sometimes. Naturally we don't have school because tomorrow is Sunday. I would have been happy if he said we had no school on Monday.

"Crazy!. That's not what I meant!. We won't be here at work tomorrow, because ma'am will close because she's going home to the province tomorrow. She'll be back on Monday".

"Is that so?". I ask him frowning.

If we don't have school tomorrow, that's fine too. I can catch up on sleep. But the salary is pathetic. But that's okay. Since I started working here, tomorrow will be my first rest day.

"That's good. We can rest and recover with sleep". I told him that he nodded.

We talked for a few more minutes, until the number of people eating increased. So we were all busy with our jobs.

Janelle Point Of View's

As you can see, it's been a week now. At the same time as we went out for the night, ma'am closed her restaurant because they were leaving.

"So?. What are your plans?. Are you going home, Lara, Janelle?. Because we plan to wander around now". Sister Sarah said.

"Me, I'm going straight home. I want to catch up on sleep. Are you, Lara? Are you going home?". I asked my friend who was looking at his cp like a madman with excitement.

"Just tell me when we're about to call the mental hospital to pick you up". I laughed at him, but he just glared at me.

"Don't!".

"So what? Are you going home or are you just going to laugh there like you're owned?".

Because of my question to him, he looked at me even worse which made me laugh.

"I'm not going home yet. Paul and I will go for a walk now". He said it proudly which made me wince.

"So, how come we're separated? It seems you have your own plans".

"Yes sister. Next time we will go with you to wander. I need to catch up on sleep because I look like a panda," said ma'am. I frowned and told them that they laughed.

"O'okay. Take care you two".

"Be careful too". Lara and I said together.

After they left, Lara's boyfriend arrived just in time riding his motorcycle.

"Hi!". Lara greets her boyfriend who you would think is their first time meeting, even though they see each other every day especially when we are at school.

"Good morning, Janelle". It greets me.

"Morning". I greeted back, still laughing a little because of Lara's sudden frown.

Are you the first to congratulate your boyfriend but someone else congratulated him? Hahahaha.

"You're welcome. I greeted you first, but you noticed Elle?". Lara said to Paul.

The man just laughed, before approaching her and kissing her on the head. And because of what I saw, I couldn't help but wince at both of them. Especially on Lara's face, which was trying not to smile.

Thickness of lime!. What's right in front of me?!.

"Flirt, thanks. I'm first". I said goodbye to them, before starting to walk.

I heard Lara's giggles which made me shake my head even more. That girl is also very beautiful.

Hey! I don't have anyone to walk with anymore.

The apartment I rent is quite far from my workplace. But I can walk, because I do it often. Exercises in the morning.

*****

While walking and while singing, I heard faint sobs near my seat. I looked around, until my attention was focused on an alley.

I was about to ignore it because I really needed to go home, because I might fall down at any moment because I was so sleepy. But because I'm a chismosa, and my feet have a brain of their own. I quickly walked towards it, because the cries I heard only grew louder.

"Jusko!. I hope it's not a ghost I hear crying". I behaved poorly myself.

As I turned into the small alley, I saw an elf surrounded by capers.

"Hey kids! What are you doing with that elf, huh?!". I asked the older children who were surrounding a mound of earth.

Shit!. Five against one?. Awesome.

I approached them, but the children ran when they saw me approaching them. The leech was left sitting on the dirty floor, crying loudly.

I looked at the child the most. But I immediately winced when I saw his face when he suddenly raised his face.

Her tears were dripping, and her cold was just like that. And above all, he was so defiled that he seemed to have fallen into the ditch.

Eww!.

"Hey what--".

Hanging in the air, and my eyes widened when he suddenly stood up and hugged my thighs while his face was buried in my stomach.

I didn't move from where I was standing at that time. Almost a few minutes, until I finally returned to the trance.

I was about to push him away from me, but what came out of his mouth was the reason why my own soul ran away from my body.

"Mommy..."

I stood there for maybe five minutes, letting my brain process what the boy said.

M-mommy?. I?. His mother?

Holly mother of f*ck!!.

When have I ever had a son who is a filth like this child?!. And above all, how can I have a child when I don't have JOWA!!.

I quickly pushed the boy away from me. Luckily it didn't fall over and crash into a large trash can.

"Y-you..."

Argh!!. Huhuhu. My white t-shirt!!.

Child of the earth louse!. Why did he have to hug me, and why did he have to bury his dirty and dirty face in my clothes?!. Look! It's like shit threw me!!. It's still hard to wash white clothes!. Aish!!.

"YAH!!. Look what you have done to my white t-shirt!!". I said to the boy in annoyance.

I was busy wiping the dirty part of my clothes with my handkerchief. It's almost punctured because of the excessive scrubbing I'm doing.

My head suddenly became hot seeing that the dirt was not even removed.

I was about to scold him once more, but hearing his accent sobbing, was the reason why I swallowed the anger that was building up in my muscles just now.

I gasped at what I saw. It slightly backed away from me and its back almost stuck to the trash can. He bent down and played with his little fingers.

"I-I'm...s-showy mommy...".

"I-I'm...s-showy mommy...".

My ears rang again because of what he called me. Wait? Is it mine?

"Hey kid. Who are you calling mommy, huh?. Do you see something that I don't?". I asked this question in surprise, looking around at the same time because maybe later he sees something that I don't.

And because of that thought, the hairs on the back of my neck immediately stood up.

Gosh!

"Y-you...mommy". The leech said again, at the same time pointing his index finger at me.

I didn't even know what to say to myself.

"I-I?". I have a weak question here.

"Yes...m-mommy".

A grimace appeared on my face, before staring at the boy.

When I saw its appearance again, I couldn't help but cover my nose.

P*tcha!. This leech-earth elf, is he calling me his 'mommy'?. Huh?! Where is he!. With my beauty, will he just call me his mother?. And for his information, I'm still a virgin among virgins!. So how can he be my son?!.

The skin on its face is also thick, eno?.

"Hey leech, I'm not your mommy, okay?. And if I ever have a child, I'll make sure it doesn't look neglected. Besides, what do you look like?. Why are you so mean, huh?. Where are you? is your mother and left you here?". I asked the boy.

He looked up at me for a moment as if he was thinking about what to answer. Or should I say, I'm thinking about what I said.

If I look at this boy, I can say that he is not a beggar. His appearance is just shabby, but the clothes he wears can be called more stylish than the clothes of street children. Besides, if this boy is a beggar, I hope his clothes are old or torn. But from what I can see, he doesn't seem to be a beggar. Besides, from the way he talks, and the little English he uses, you can tell he's really not a beggar. But if this boy is not a beggar, why does he look like that?.

Is he missing?. Was he separated from his mother, and fell into the ditch?. It looks like it really fell into the canal. Besides, here in Manila, there are many canals that are not blocked. So dangerous for children. And to people who walk at night.

"You...my m-mommy is you po?. You are my mommy...w-why mommy don't k-know me?. Are you sick?. W-why mommy can't remember her little b -baby?".

My mouth dropped because of his series of questions. And most of all, I feel like my nose is going to bleed at any moment.

Poop!. Let's nosebleed the mares there!.

This leech is English. It's really okay, that's it!. Now, I know, that he is not really a beggar. I have never seen a beggar speak English.

And what? I'm sick?. Why can't I remember him?. Did I have amnesia?. Why don't I know?.

"Me?. I'm sick?. Hey kid, I know I look like a panda, but I'm not sick. Besides, stop calling me mommy, because I'm terrified of you!". I disobeyed here and went towards him again.

I felt a little pity for him, so I just sighed.

Huhuhu. Why is it like this?. I just want to go home to sleep. But why is this?. Besides, I don't really remember having a child, and that won't happen because I don't have JOWA!. My gosh!

"Hayts!. Child, how many times do I have to tell you that I'm not the mom-".

Before I could finish what I was going to say, the boy who made my eyes widen suddenly waved.

"H-hey!. Why are you crying there, huh?. I'm just saying that I'm not the nana--"

"Waaaaah!!. Huhuhu...m-mommy".

"Argh!. T-stop. I wonder what those who hear your cry will think". I disobeyed the child, but he only cried more.

I felt panicked by some of the people passing by who were now looking at me. The way they looked at me, as if I had punched the child so he was crying.

"Hey!. Stop it. O-yes, I'm your m-mommy. So can you stop?". I tried to smile at this.

"R-really?....*hiccup*".

"Y-yeah".

Huhuhu. What a life. Suddenly I became an instant mommy of this earthling. Jusko!. Where is the mother of this child?

My mind was flying, when suddenly I was surprised when he grabbed my hand and pulled me slightly.

"Let's go mommy. I w-want to take a bath now. I'm so dirty now, oh?". He said smiling at me which made me wince.

Seriously?. I have no intention of taking him to my house!. And I have no intention of adopting an elf like him. My gosh! I can't take care of myself anymore, then he will add more?. No way!!. I will return him to his real mother. I have no intention of becoming an instant mommy to someone like her!.

"Yes". I was forced to say.

Argh!!. Lord, am I too much of a sinful person that you are eating me?. I just want to sleep to make up for staying awake, because maybe when I go to school tomorrow, the guard will stop me and say..."Panda are not allowed here". Huhuhu. Don't want!!.

Involuntarily, I pulled the boy along, until we got out of that crowded alley, and eventually reached the sidewalk I was walking on just now.

Heights. What will I do with this child?. I can't take him home. Maybe what people there will think. And more than anything else, this child might disappear and I would be the one to blame for taking him. That's not possible!. My image being a good girl will be ruined!. Huhuhu.

"Hey kid...just wait". I told him before we stopped walking.

"Where are you from?. I mean how did you get here?". I asked here before bowing slightly.

He is too small. And I think he is only 4 or 5 years old. He's still a bit stupid.

"Are you with someone? Or are you separated from your parents?". I kept asking him while wiping his face with the handkerchief I was holding earlier that I had been using earlier to wipe the clothes he soiled. But don't worry, I use the other side of the handkerchief to clean. Besides, how can I clean his face if the wipe I use is dirty, right?. Besides, my attitude is not like that. Somehow I still have some sense hidden in my body. It's not obvious.

While wiping the child's face, I couldn't help but smile when I saw his plump cheeks. Because of the shock, I lightly squeezed his cheek. Enough to not hurt him.

But while holding back his fat cheeks, I was surprised when someone suddenly pulled my shoulder from behind. And with the force of that pull, it caused me to fall and wince because of the pain of sitting on the floor.

My brain didn't immediately process what happened, and who pulled me that caused me to fall. The only thing I heard was the child's shocked voice.

"D-daddy....".

Janelle's Point Of View

"D-daddy....".

Hearing that from the boy, I immediately looked up at him. But I also violently turned my head back to see the person who dared to pull me.

My nose was burning with anger, and I was ready to yell at that person. But the moment our eyes met, the anger I was feeling earlier was immediately replaced by intense fear.

"What're you doing to my son?!".

I was drooling staring at a tall and handsome man who now seemed to burst into flames at any moment.

His eyes lit up as he looked at me. His jaw clenched in anger. And at this point, I really feel like it's just going to punch me.

"D-daddy. You c-came, I thought you wouldn't mind even I'm gone".

Hearing the child's voice again, the man looked at me and angrily looked at his...son?.

I'm pretty sure that he is really the father of this child. I'm not that stupid, to not know and hear what this boy called the black man.

The man took great steps to approach his son. I was just looking at it, until I was surprised when he tightly held both of the child's arms. I can see the pain etched on the face of that scumbag.

"Where have you been, huh?!. Have you not realized the danger around this place, huh?!. What if something bad happens to you?!. Why are you being so hard-headed!?".

It shouted at the child. I didn't want to interfere because it was their problem, but when I saw how the child was hurting and crying while his father held him tightly, that's when the plan was formed that I had to come between the two of them.

It's not my habit to interfere in the problems of other people around me, but seeing the child hurt because of his father, I think, I should do something.

I quickly stood up from my bump on the sidewalk. I also violently shook the dust off my butt, but I immediately winced when I felt the pain. I looked at my palms for a moment, and frowned slightly when I saw the scratches on them.

"Hey!. Let him go. Can't you see that the child is already hurting?!". I asked the man annoyed, before I took the child from his hand. I hid it behind me, before facing the man.

Again. The horror crawled through my body again when I saw his eyes. Her blue eyes were too beautiful, but just plain creepy. He was even more angry.

"Don't intervene with my business, woman!. Let go of my son". It's as if it told me.

"Heh! How can I not interfere when you are hurting the child!". I'm sick of it.

We stared at each other for a few seconds, until I felt the boy gently pull the hem of my dress, from behind. I looked at him for a moment, and I saw how his cheeks and nose were reddened.

A grimace appeared on my face again when I saw his cold.

Huhuhu. I just wiped his face, rinse it again.

"He's my son, you can't stop me from hurting him!".

"Yes. I know that the leech is your son--I mean, he is your son. But instead of asking him if he is all right, you managed to yell at him and hurt him! Is that what a parents, huh?!". I asked him angrily.

His eyes flared up with anger again because of what I said. But the earlier fear was immediately replaced by annoyance because of the outside in his mouth.

"You know nothing, woman! He's my son and I can do whatever I want to do with him. You are just nothing, maybe you are the reason why he got lost. Kidnapper!".

Huh! I?. Kidnappers? It turns out that this man is a whore!.

I stared at his face for a moment. And I realized only one thing. He is ugly!!. He looks like a foot!. Then his behavior is as stinky as the socks he took off!.

But that's really just a joke.

Her face is too perfect. No words can describe how perfect he is. Maybe when his parents were making him, they thought too much about what position they would do to create a perfect face, like this man.

He looks good, but his attitude stinks worse than rotting garbage.

My head got hot from what he said. I slightly removed the child's hand from my clothes, before I approached his father and pushed him hard. I would have slapped her, because her son is here.

"G*go!. You are a big pūta!. For your f*cking information, if it wasn't for me your son would come home bruised!. I am the one who helps him!. I am not a kidnapper!". I told him with a smoky nose.

I was seething with anger, and seeing the smirk on his lips only made me angrier as if at any moment I would punch him myself.

"Really?. What a nice excuse, isn't it?. I have been used to those kinds of excuses, little missy. Saying they help but in the first place they're just using it for their excuse. Poor people like you ...". He stopped what he was saying for a moment and gave me a slight glance, from head to toe. And the way he looked at me, I felt insulted.

"... only want money, am I right?".

As soon as he finished what he was saying, my hand moved spontaneously and immediately touched his thick cheek.

With that strength, his face turned to the other side.

My whole system was filled with anger because of what he said!. My blood was boiling and it seemed like I was going to explode at any moment because of the anger I was feeling.

I feel very shocked and angry at this time. The slap I made on his thick face was still not enough. I want to punch him to shake his brain and make him realize what kind of words are coming out of his mouth.

What his face perfected, his attitude was worse than an earth demon.

"Huh, I can't believe there really are people like you". Beginning with a hoarse voice.

"Rich people like you are truly blessed with a slippery and rotting mouth. I don't wonder why there is so much anger towards people like you. It just lifts you up in life, you think that people like us are gods if you look down on them. I don't know why it's people like you who can lift up life more than people who are more in need. You know what mister?. Not all poor people like me only need money when doing good to others. Instead of thanking me, for saving your son, you managed to insult me! It would have been just a 'thank you', that's okay. But your mouth is too stinky to say that it's only money I need it. And what's even more annoying, you even called me a kidnapper without knowing what exactly happened".

As long as I said that, I seemed to have run out of air in my body. The more I stared at the man, the more his eyes burned with anger. But because of the anger I feel, the fear I felt when I first saw him disappeared.

"Foul-mouthed jerk!".

*Whew*

At the same time I spit near his feet, I turned away with pain and anger because of what he said.

A few tears fell from my eyes. I rubbed you violently while walking.

I really don't know why all rich people think that way. But it hurts to hear that from people like them. I thought that such behavior of rich people was only in dramas, but it's true. And I am one of those who witnessed their true behavior. I don't understand everything, but I was very insulted by what he said. His mouth is so rude. Instead of thanking me, he managed to insult me. Doesn't he know that maybe if it wasn't for me, his son might be a bruise. Oh well, I really have no intention of helping the boy. I just felt pity and my body moved spontaneously to help him.

'Okay Janelle, play with yourself'.

But....Argh!!!. That handsome ---is not!. He's ugly! He is an ugly person who looks like a caper!!. !!.

I was just planning to sleep today, but why did my day end like this?!. !!.

I really hope I didn't help that leech!. I wish I hadn't faced his demon father!!. Annoying!!.

"Mommy!. Don't leave!".

I heard the child scream. I continued walking and ignored the cry of the child from behind me. It screamed a few more times. And at that time, I felt like looking back at him. But because of the annoyance and anger I feel now, I try to prevent my own body from turning to it. I don't know, but I feel so relieved for that boy. Don't get me wrong okay?. I don't even know why I am falling this way towards that little boy. But I'm really happy with him. But don't worry, that child is not my child. Ever since I was a girl, I don't remember having a boyfriend, let alone a child!.

No boyfriend since I was born guys!. And most of all I'm still a virgin to a virgin!. So that child cannot be my son.

But, why he kept on calling me 'mommy'?.

Do I look like her mother?.

Psst! I'm really pretty to look like the mother of that cute cute child.

Yes. I admit that the boy is really cute. His cheeks are smooth and soft. When I cleaned her face, I just wanted to pick her up and make her a pendant on my apartment door.

But, where is the mother of that earth louse?. Maybe he doesn't have a mother that's why he called me mother?. But that is impossible. What is he shot in the skull?. Maybe her father really got her pregnant?. But is that possible? After all, there is a man who actually gets pregnant. But if that's true, tsk!. That boy was poor and had a father like that man who you thought was a pole robot.

That's it!!. I'm really annoyed!.

Just go home and sleep. I will forget this day!.

"Mommy, where are you going?".

"I'm going home. I'll have a good night's sleep". I didn't want to answer that question.

"Can I go with you?. Daddy is mad. I'm scared of him".

"Sure. Come---wait?. W-what?!!".

I quickly looked down realizing what was happening.

"Yaaah!!. Why are you here?!". I asked the boy in shock when I saw him clinging to my hand. No. ME, I was the one holding onto his wrist as if I had been pulling him. But how did that happen?. I left him there with his father.

"I called you many times po. I thought you wouldn't stop walking, but you did mommy. I walked towards you, then you grabbed my hands po then you walked again while holding me po. So I am here". He said smiling at me. While he was smiling, I was processing his words.

What?. He called me several times. Yes, I was aware of that, but I didn't pay attention to him anymore. And what? I stopped walking then he came to me then I held his hand and then...we walked together?. Am I correct in my understanding?

But I don't remember anything like that. Am I too angry because of my anger towards his father?. Maybe so.

Hey!!.

"Why are you dragging my son?

"Why are you dragging my son?!".

Annoyed, I turned back to the man. It was walking towards us angrily. After reaching the front, she immediately pulled her son away from me, as if I had a contagious disease.

Anger flared up again in my heart when I saw his face again.

"I'm not dragging him, okay?! I didn't know I was holding your son. You really thought I wanted to hold your son. Tsk!". I was annoyed with him.

He just smirked at what I said.

"You should go home! My day was ruined because of you two. When it was your son. Why, out of so many places, why did your son go here and be bullied? I really hope I don't help him. I just know that his father has demonic behavior! Then you add more?. Instead of thanking me, you managed to insult me and make it look like I'm only after money!".

!. Annoying!.

I intend to continue walking away from them. But the boy called me again so I barely stopped to look back at him.

"What?".

"Can I c-come with you... m-mommy?".

Argh!!. This is him again with his mommy to me!.

"Can you please stop calling me mommy? It's annoying to hear! Besides, how many times do I have to tell you that I'm not your mommy! If you don't have a mother, ask your father, or find someone else. Not me!".

Because of my anger towards his father, I didn't mean to raise my voice at him. I finally realized when I heard her sobs.

"You have no right to raise your voice on him!". Shut up, the man said.

I looked at his father for a moment, before looking at the boy. The expression on my face immediately softened when I saw her continue to cry. I stepped closer to touch it. But the demon, immediately pulled him closer to him. I didn't do anything but sigh.

"Look, I'm sorry okay?. I didn't mean to raise my voice at you. It's just... I'm not your mother, okay?. Maybe you just made a mistake kid. I'm not your mother". I said softly to him while still slightly bowing.

It stopped crying for a moment before looking at me.

"B-but, you are my m-mommy". It's still insistence.

I sighed again, before standing up straight. My patience is about to run out. If he really insists that I be his 'mother', I might not be able to trust him anymore.

I turned to look at the child's father again. But the crazy thing, instead of pacifying his son who called me 'mommy', he just smiled at me.

"*sigh*. How sure are you, that I am your mother?". I asked the boy.

He thought for a moment, before taking his small bag hanging on his back.

That's it. I've been with him for a while but I just noticed his bag.

He opened the zipper of the bag, before taking something out of it. I just focused on what he was doing, until he presented me with a photograph.

"Look. This is you, r-right?". He asked while showing me the picture he was holding.

I gently took that photo. I stared at it for a few minutes, before looking again at the boy and his father who now I don't know why was staring at me now.

His gaze was too melting, and it seemed that there were emotions playing in his eyes. His mouth opened, but no words came out.

I just didn't pay attention to that. I looked at the picture again, until I finally realized that... I do look like the girl in the picture.

A white woman. She has a small and well-shaped face. He has short golden brown hair. The shape of her eyebrows is too perfect. His nose is small but sharp. Then the shape of his lips is heart shaped. Its eyes are cat eyes and chocolate brown in color. There is also a visible mole under his left eye. She was sitting on a single sofa while she was carrying a baby.

The face. Every detail of her face is similar to what I have. The only difference is, my hair is long and black. But on the face, we have no difference.

When I saw that, my heart beat fast, so did my brain. I stepped back and dropped the photo.

I looked up at both of them in shock. I don't know, but I immediately felt dizzy which caused me to be out of balance. But before falling to the floor, someone pulled my hand, while another arm wrapped around my thin waist.

I'm not stupid enough not to know who the person is who caught me. There are only three of us here.

My eyes are awake, but my vision is blurry. After a few seconds, I completely lost consciousness....

*Continu

My eyes are awake, but my vision is blurry. After a few seconds, I completely lost consciousness....

....but all that is really just a joke. Wow

"Child, in today's world and time. There are a lot of people who look alike. You know, maybe it's just a coincidence that I look like your mother. In other words, I'm not your mother". I explained to the boy before returning the picture to him.

"B-but..."

"No buts little guy. Why don't you ask your father, who is your mother. Ah wait?. Where is the nan--". Before I could finish what I was going to say, I winced when the man grabbed my arm.

"A-aray!. What the hell?!. Let me go!". I said angrily to him.

"Shut the hell up!. Don't ask him like that!". He said angrily to me.

I struggled in his grip but he didn't let go.

"What's wrong with my question--Ouch!!. It hurts!. Let it go!".

I violently struggled against his grip until I completely let go. I still winced because of the pain in my arm.

What's wrong with my question? I'm just asking where the child's mother is. You know I can help them find it, right?. Besides, the girl really looks like me. The beautiful one I have and the girl are rare, so it's easy to find.

I frowned when suddenly there was a strong wind as if the wind didn't suit me.

*Whosssshhhh*

"Daddy said... my mommy is now in happy place. Like a paradise. I want to see her, that's why I'm here. I was looking for her... then I finally saw you po...mommy" .

I slapped my forehead when I heard what he called me again. But I also immediately realized what the boy said.

Her mom is already in a happy place. Like a paradise? That only means...

My attention turned to his father again. You can see the emotion in his eyes.

His mother is dead. And he didn't even know that the place his mother was in was...heaven. it's really hard when you're an innocent child. You don't know what's going on around you. And what's even more painful is that he wants to see his mother, that's why he's looking for her....and then unexpectedly he sees me and I look like his mother.

Hoooo!. Why?! Why is it that we have the same face as his mother? I keep getting stuck in this situation!. It's not that I blame the child, but because what...it's just weird to be called 'mommy'.

"Let's go".

The silence between the three of us was broken when his father spoke. The boy looked up at him, but the man immediately turned away.

"I w-want to be with my m-mommy, dad". He said in a small voice to his father so he stopped walking.

"She's not your mother, Jace. How can you compare your mother with her?. She's too far from your mother's beauty".

I frowned when I heard what he said. I was about to cross the distance between us, but his son spoke.

"She's beautiful... because she's my m-mommy". The child seemed to be crying.

Look at this man. Does he tend to make his child cry?.

"When I say that she's not your mother, she's NOT!. Don't be so hard-headed, Jace!". He is angry with his son.

"Didn't you do anything but hurt your son? He's too young to understand your words, yet you keep on pushing the sentence he doesn't understand!. Are you that kind of father to your son?. Heartless father!". I said to him annoyed. It turned its gaze to me.

"You know nothing, so shut the hēll up! Or else, I will f*cking shoot you to death, woman!". It was intimidating, but it didn't work for me.

I crossed my arms before grinning as I looked at him.

"O-ho. Maybe I'm right. You are being heartless to your own son. Were you conceived because of your mother's anger? Or maybe, you don't have parents that's why you have that attitude! Or maybe not Your parents love you that's why you also make them experience what you experienced. Tsk. What a pity!".

After I said that, in a blink of my eyes he's now in front of me, holding my both arms too tight. A groaning sound came out from my lips.

"A-aww---b-let me go!. You a-are hur--ahh ting me!". I said to him slowly.

He's holding me so tight that I feel like my arms will break at any moment. He leaned towards my face, and almost a span before our lips were touching. And because of his closeness, I could clearly see his clenched jaw and his eyes burning with anger.

I felt fear because of that. And I immediately confronted myself with the mind of the one who realized what I said to him.

Aish!. I think I overdid it!. Why did I say that? Sometimes my mouth really has no brakes. But...it's his fault!. He hurts the child's feelings too much. Of course he knows that his mother is dead, right?.

"You are talking nonsense, woman!. And you have this sharp tongue, aren't you?. You shouldn't say that cause I can easily kill you right now, right here!. You know nothing!. So you have no right to say those words in front of my face!!".

With every word he uttered, I could feel his anger. His grip on my arm was too tight so I had no choice but to go home because of the pain.

"S-sorry... p-please let me go. Y-you are h-hurting me". I begged here. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes, until they completely dripped.

He just stared at me, until I felt his grip loosen. I breathed a sigh of relief... but immediately winced when he violently pushed me away, causing me to be out of balance

After what happened. I slowly walked back to my apartment, because my butt and hips hurt so much because of that man's pushing.

And while running through my mind what happened earlier, I couldn't help but feel annoyed with that man.

I didn't even get revenge before they left.

Yes, that's right. They left me while I was still on the sidewalk. Then he carried his son like a sack of salt.

That man had absolutely no mercy for his son.

What's even more pitiful is that they call me a child. He called me several times and was breaking free from his father's burden. But since he was only a child and his father was like a caper, of course he had nothing against that.

It was even forced into the car. I wanted to stand up at that time and help the child, but some men in black suddenly appeared from nowhere.

I felt fear at that time because I felt like I was in a movie with mafias. Yes. They look like mafias. Especially the father of that child. He looks like a mafia. A mafia boss to be exact.

But anyways, that's it. This is me now walking as if I had just finished having sex. The way I walked felt like my vagina was in pain. Yes, my mouth is rude, but there's nothing you can do about it because that's how I've been since birth. Besides, don't be artistic, I know that the inside of your brain is not clean either. Besides, your mouths are also rude sometimes, right?. Besides, I'm not the only person whose words are too vulgar.

I was near the apartment I was renting, when I passed Aleng Bebang's store.

"Oh dhay!. What happened to you and you're like an inīy*t?".

"Your mouth is really rude!". I said to him annoyed.

He is gay. Worked at a night club near where I worked. The three of them are now hanging out at Aleng Bebang's store.

I slowly approached them before sitting next to him and grabbed what he was eating.

"Dhay, don't feel like a virgin, okay?. Nowadays there are no virgins". He shook his head and said to me.

"Man, believe it or not, I'm still a virgin to a virgin no. Besides, I haven't even kissed anyone yet. And most of all, I still don't have a JOWA!." I feel bitter that the three of them laughed at him.

"Is that so? I told you because you agreed to flirt with Dodong".

Because of what he said, the Lord almost took me when I was suddenly surprised by the chichirya I was eating. Pinky immediately handed me some soft drinks which I immediately took. After being pampered, I gave a bad look to Maman who just laughed a little.

"Man!!. There are so many men on earth, why is it still Dodong's?!". I asked him annoyed.

"Why?. Dodong is a hard worker. He can keep you alive, inday. Maybe you won't be able to work anymore if you answer him".

My face crumpled even more when he said. It was almost impossible to paint it even more than its friends overflowed.

"Mang is right, Janelle. Dodong is hardworking. He works almost every day and night."

"I know. But, this beauty of mine doesn't suit someone like Dodong who...a-what-hmmm...p-ugly". Scratching the back of my neck I told him.

It's a joke, but Dodong is really ugly. I don't even know if it can still be called that. Also for goodness sake!. Dodong is 40 years old! In addition, his face is angular and his stomach is even bigger. And most of all, he smells like FIRE!. The hard work. But not bathing!. Then when you actually meet it you will fall because of its smell.

Gosh!!.

I'm terrified!.

"You're ugly, dhay". Lia said laughing. Actually, his name is actually Lionardo. But because she was soft, he made her Lia.

"So it's true". I said in horror.

"But we're different? What happened to you and you seem to have a hard time walking?". Pinky asked making me frown.

What the heck!. I forget what happened earlier and then I will be reminded!.

"Did you get raped on the way home?". Lia asked as I turned to her.

"Really raped?. Can't I just have a boil in my groin?". I asked him back who just shrugged.

"Maybe the dog rushed you?".

My eyebrows stuck together because of what Lia said again.

My brain went blank for a moment, until my brain finally processed what he said.

"There are so many people who can attack me, I'm still a dog? And besides, with a small head, don't you think I'll be crippled like this?. Besides, just eww huh?!. Really a dog?!".

My head got even hotter because of what these gays were saying.

Gosh! My hair is standing up on the back of my neck as well as on my p*.

"Hahaha. But it's really serious. What happened to your young man?". Maman's question was so serious that I frowned again.

"I had a fight with someone on the way home". I replied to him.

"Fighting?. Why?. Besides who?. Are they hanging out?". It asked me one question after another.

"No. I got into a fight with a caper. I was pushed to the sidewalk, so this...it's like I've been killed".

"Capre?. Do you have capre in the morning?". Pinky asked, making me look at her before shaking her head.

"I'll leave it to you!. Are you crazy?. I think you're even more awake than me!". I teach him.

"I don't know, dhay! Besides, what do you mean you were pushed?".

"Ah, that's all! I don't want to worry about that because my head gets hot when I remember that caper-looking man! Tsk. I'm going home. I wanted to go to sleep earlier! And if it wasn't for the caper's son and the I wish I had fallen asleep earlier!".

"H-huh?. Son?. Who?. When wait I'm still asking--HEY!!".