yesterday

A life of desperation. A memory that would be forgotten. A scene would have been prevented. Resentments that want to be released. Events that want to change. A story of a girl who grew up full of anger and anger at the mother who neglected and left her.

It was about noon when Andi awoke from a deep sleep. When he woke up the headache and body aches were not new to him, including the loss of his stomach due to hunger. "It's over," he said in his mind. Every day that was the case with him. He would come home drunk and wake up in the same situation. Her grandparents used to take care of her from the time she was just seven years old and her mother left her to give her the good life she had been hoping for. But Andi had a different view of her mother's departure.

As Andi was growing up and thinking, her grandparents noticed bad behavior especially when the mother was being bullied. It is also nightly when crowded with barricades and everywhere going. When his grandparents talked to him about it, he didn't listen to them and repeatedly said, "Please forgive me. I'm happy. It was a lot of fun ”and just smiled. Her caregivers could not help but notice the pain in Andi's eyes when she mentioned those words. They also failed because despite convincing them to change and study well, they continued to do what was right.

Days passed and by the mercy of God it reached its high school despite the low grades. They studied in a private school. But over time, the girl's rebellion has worsened. It goes to school but has no interest in listening and is always absent from the class for no reason. It is also always involved in any disturbance inside or outside the school. Her grandparents could not bear the brunt of her old age and insisted on understanding the child's path.

Andi walked out of her room. She was coming down the stairs when she saw her grandfather and grandmother talking to a woman behind her back. He ignored it but slowly approached them sitting in the living room. She wondered with a smile on the lips of the elders as they looked up at her. She was already nearby and would have greeted them but lost her desire when the woman they were talking to suddenly appeared. The happy, smiling face of a mother who had been unaware for a long time had come to him. She paused and gazed at it.

"Grandpa, hello to your mom" said her grandfather. The smile never disappears. The memories of yesterday that he had so long struggled to forget have come back to his mind. He wanted to embrace it because he was too excited to return it but he didn't. The pain and anger that the mother had inflicted on him was revived.

“Haven't you come back yet? I do not need you anymore. Have you ever looked back? ” he holds back the tears as he talks to her. Out of fun and smiling form it was replaced by sadness.

"Grandpa, don't talk to your mom like that" her grandmother raised her.

"Let us talk to you first" said his grandfather.

"No. We have nothing to talk about. I'm not a mom. I don't know you. ”Andi's face and voice hurt the pain and hurt it. After saying those words, he immediately went upstairs and entered the room. He didn't even listen to them calling his name. He locked himself in the room and poured down the tears just before he was about to drop. She was angry with the mother but could not deny that there was a part of her that was eager for her hugs and kisses. He remembered the events of the past that he wanted to escape. The events that brought ruin to her happy world come back to her memory.

Eight years ago. He was only six years old but it was enough to make sense of what was around. She witnessed the loss of her parents' love and the unselfish care she had for him. His father used to work with them. Her mother was left alone at home to care for young Andi. Prepares breakfast, lunch, dinner and even snacks. It was her mother who prepared the clothes her father would wear to work. She keeps her hair long and is read every night by children's stories. She always makes him go around and dolls him. At a young age a