But my husband prevent bad intentions. Eventually be forced raise him well. In the second year after Erik was born, I will give birth again a beautiful little girl. I gave the name of Angel. I'm very fond of Angel, as well as my husband. Often we take him to the amusement park and buy children's beautiful clothes.
But not the case with Erik. He only has a few sets of clothes worn. My husband actually intend to buy him many times, but I always banned on the pretext of saving the family money. My husband always obey my words.
Angel at the age of 2 years, my husband passed away. Erik was 4 years old at the time. Our family became increasingly poor with debt accumulating. I ended up taking an action that would make me regret it for life. I left the village of my birth with Angel. Erik was sound asleep and so I left him.
Then I choose to live in a small house after we sold the land to pay debts. a year, 2 years, 5 years, 10 years, has been passed since my husband got the incident.
Now I have remarried with Beni, a grown man who established. Age of marriage we have stepped on the fifth year. Thanks to Beni, my bad traits that originally grumpy, selfish, and arrogant, changing little by little become more patient and compassionate.
Angel is now 12 years old and we send her to boarding school princess treatment. Nothing else about Erik and remember nothing else about Erik. Until one night. Night where I dreamed about a child. His face was rather handsome, but looked pale. He looked at me. Smiling, she said, "Auntie, Auntie do you know my mom? I miss mommy a lot!"
Having said this, he started to walk away, but I held him,
"Wait ..., like I know you. Adorable kid What's your name?"
"My name Erik, Auntie."
"Erik? Erik ... Oh my God! Erik Do you really?"
I immediately snapped up. Guilt, regret and various other strange feeling came over me at that time also. Suddenly flashed back to the ironic story that happened once, like a movie playing in my head. Only now I realize how wicked deeds first. It was like going to die at that time.
Yes, it looks like I have to die ..., die ..., die ... just an inch distance I would scratch the blades to the wrist, Erik shadow suddenly flashed back in my mind. Yes Erik, Erik Mama will pick you up ... wait, yes son .... "
That afternoon I had my blue car parked next to a hut, and Beni my husband looked at me with wonder view of the side. "Mary, what really happened?"
"Oh, my husband, you would hate me after I told him what I had done before." but I tell it well with sobs.
God was good to me. He has given me husband were so kind and understanding. After the tears subsided, I got out of the car followed by the husband from behind. My eyes were fixed on the two meter hut that lie ahead. I started remembering the hut that I had stay in several years and Erik ..... Erik ......
Erik I left there 10 years ago. With sadness I was ran over and opened the door of the hut made of bamboo. Dark ... It does not look anything at all! Slowly my eyes adjusted to the darkness in the small room.
But I did not find anyone inside. There are only a piece of cloth lying battered on the ground floor. I took while watching him closely ... My eyes filled with tears, I recognize the right pieces of the cloth, the former shirt that used to be worn everyday Erik, clothes are sometimes worn myself disgusted wash ......
Moments later, the feeling is hard to describe, I was out of the room ... Tears flowing profusely. At that time I just did not say anything. A moment later my husband and I started up the car to leave. However, suddenly I saw someone in the car behind us. I was surprised because the atmosphere was so dark. Then I saw such a person's face dirty.
She was an old woman. I was jolted back when he was suddenly accosted me with a hoarse voice.
"Hey ...! Who are you?! Want what are you doing here?"
With the courage, I asked, "Mam, do you know a boy named Erik who used to live here?"
Suddenly she replied, "If you're his mother, you really damned woman! Did you know, 10 years ago since you left here, Erik continues to wait for his mother as he called out, 'Mommy ..., Mommy..!'
Because compassion I have in heart when I saw him, I feed him and invited him to stay with me. Although I am a poor lady and works as a garbage collector, but I would not leave my child like that! Three months ago Erik left this piece of paper. He learned to write every day for years just to write this for you ..... "
I also read the article in the paper ...
"Mommy, why Mommy never come back again ...? are you hate me Mommy? Mom...., let Erik go alone, but you had to promise me, if Mommy would not be hate Erik anymore. Erik Loves Mommy...... "
I screamed hysterically after read the letter. "Mam, please tell ... tell me where he is now? I promise to loves him now! I'm not going to leave him again, Mam! Please tell me ..!" My husband hugged me so hard that vibrates.
"Madam, it was too late. A day before you came, Erik has left the world. He died just behind the hut. Her body is very thin, he is very weak. Only waiting his mom, for the sake of it, he willingly endure behind his hut without daring to enter into it. He was afraid if his Mommy come, his Mommy would go again if his mommy see him again when he is still in there ...
He just hopes to see her mother from behind the shack ... Despite the heavy rain, the weak condition he continued to insist on waiting you there. Madam, you really has the sin that can't forgiven! "
I then passed out and did not remember anything else.
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