In short, within the argument, no one is exactly
right or exactly wrong. The both parties are wrong; although, I’m less wrong
comparing to her. I meant it! Of course, mostly I control my anger well with
her since she is my mom, my only mom! Just yesterday, I got some problems
during work and I felt not good at all. I cannot stand still with only this
small argument and decided to fight her back with a very strong debate. Finally,
I won!
Undeserved thing happened…
I was wearing old and unfashionable clothes; lift
my hair all up that could show my big circle face clearly and removed all
makeup. This is my home style and I was just prettily ugly… During the argument
with Mom, I was crying until I got swollen eyelids and so did her… Our tears
dropped coz we were mad at each other… Like Mom like daughter! Mom was even
angrier since she lost me…
I tried to end this scene and ran to my room
upstair on the first floor… Phone rang… My sister called me… and I knew… My Mom
left the phone and walked out from home!!!!
I ran quickly from home to stop her way out;
though, she disappeared… Dad told me he ordered my little brother to stop her
and they both disappeared! I was kinda scared for even riding motor during this
hour of around 9.00 PM because there, in my village is silent, we are far from
the crowded place. Nevertheless, my scare of being silent disappeared and
replaced by the scared and worried about Mom and brother. My brain seemed pause; I had no idea but kept walking in the village alone to find her.
Around 15mins once that there was one motorbike rode on the road last night. My
brain really didn’t work, why didn’t I just take the motor out and seek for
her? Shit!!!
I continued walking alone until some road, there
was dark and frightening because of no street light. It seemed very misery
under the moon’s soft blurry bright. The cold wind was blowing to touch my
skin, I felt so goosebumps. Walking then through a few men of Tuk Tuk drivers,
they were staring at me but they didn’t ask me at all if I needed their Tuk
Tuk… Well, I knew the reason. I looked like a home-losing person or something
like a beggar, a psycho person. Why? Because of my none stop crying face and
that messy old clothes with a pair of very old shoes which were bigger than my
feet, my Dad’s belonging! And he stopped using it so long time! Yea, I confused
to take these shoes… :’{
Around half hour later, I backed home without found
her. I asked Dad if she’s back home. What I got was a big blame from Dad for
causing this happen… Well, so it meant she wasn’t home yet. I continued walking
to find her again and Dad blamed me more with the command to stop me and stay
home. No doubt, I won’t listen at all. Around 5 minutes walking from home, Dad
reached me with his motor to find Mom and obviously, he didn’t forget to blame
me one more time while told me to wait at home. I wonder if I was wrong, wasn't I? Noooo....
I was there out of home sitting alone and waiting
for the result. I was that free of charged food for those uncountable mosquitoes… I asked
myself of what if Dad couldn’t find Mom? What if she met any bad people? Hmmm….
I would never ever forgive myself! 15mins later, Dad backed home with the
hearing voice of my Mom. I was hugely happy!!!! I ran to her immediately but
why???? My welcome words with her were…”Why Mom? Why did you do that? What did
you want from me? Did you teach me huh? If I met argument or something unhappy,
I should run out of home? Did you teach me this? If I ran out of home because I
was unhappy, did you know Mom? I would already reach an extremely far place
from here!!!!!” She didn’t speak to me… I stopped speaking to her…
Nothing’s better between us now…
END.
