
Tama Aditama Sastrawijaya
Tama, as I was called. I think I'm an ordinary guy. With a height of 185 cm and a sixpack body is the result of my hobby of doing basketball and having clean white skin that I got from my mother. It made me have so many admirals. Not arrogant or how yes, but indeed during school, there are chocolate, food or other funny items left in my drawer. Especially if Valentine's Day arrives, the chocolate I get can be a mountain along with his love letter as well. A bit proud to be able to get such an award even if only chocolate. But I never took it seriously, because when the school I cared about was just the grades I had to keep stable. Because getting good grades is easy but maintaining it is a bit difficult. Keblinger toy a little, my value immediately plummeted.
I'm also a guy who has his own ego and his own attitude. It was not I who asked to be born in a family with a treasure. Nor did I ask to be born as a conglomerate child. The conglomerate is my father, not me. I can only blame myself for how I was born the son of my father, a conglomerate. Circumstances that made me get rid of by my brothers since childhood. I didn't want to hang on to my dad, so when I was in school I tried so hard to learn, studying so hard to the point where I was really tired. My efforts are not to lie about the results. I was always ranked first in school, so I always got a scholarship for school. Even up to S2 I also got a scholarship. But it is precisely that which adds to the level of hatred my brothers have for me. Because I became Dad's favorite son. My father only prides me in front of his friends. My father never differentiated his affection for his 3 children including me. But because of my cleverness, I can be my father's proud son. But to my two brothers I was just a thorn blocking their way to obtain treasures. Though it has never been cleared in my mind to master my father's treasure. I just want to get out of this house as soon as possible. I feel claustrophobic in this house continuously. I felt so wrong about my brother. It's not my fault I was born to a mother who was different from them. I was born to a mother who kept my father. I never blamed my mother for wanting to be my father's mistress. It was the circumstances that forced him to become a mistress. I've been told by my mother why she ended up being a mistress. He was framed by his own friend. His drink plus sleeping pills so he's unconscious. He was sold by his friend to a Conglomerate man, my father, to serve his lust last night. when morning came he found himself sleeping next to a man he had never known without a thread on his body. He could only cry for what had happened to him. Seeing such a mother's condition, the father feels guilty about his behavior, and is responsible for what he did to the mother. Over time, my father fell in love with my mother and married her, so I was born. I fell in love with my mother because of her humility. I never demanded anything from Dad. He accepted all the father's gifts without any word of protest . It's not my fault you can also fall into my arms. Nor did mother tempt father so that father could marry her. But they never cared about it. They only consider me and my mother as their barrier to mastering father's treasure.
My mother was given her own father's house. While I live in my father's house. After I finished my post-graduate education, I took the CPNS test outside Java. God answered my prayers all this time. I was accepted as a civil servant on the island of K. It is far away .But this was the only way that I could get out of that house and shy away from my father's invitation to work for one of his companies. It was hard to leave my mother at home. But mom understood all my reasons for accepting this job. I am also very disappointed with my decision. But he realized I was a very stubborn kid like him.
It has not been five years since I worked outside Java. Until last month I got the news that my mother was very sick. Not wanting to leave mom alone with her pain, I filed for a mutation so I could take care of my mom. Not long after the mutation I proposed was finally granted.
And this is where I work now. I'm fascinated by this girl next to my desk . This time I felt this kind of feeling. A feeling I have never felt in my entire life. Not tired of me seeing her smile that always expands when I see me. Will that smile be able to be seen forever all my life????
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