"You brat! Just how will you live your life like this?!" The old man kick the teenage boy on the leg. Steven stayed there hurted. His eyes were blurry by his tears. The pain he had never experienced all come in one kick.
"Daddy, please stop. I'm sorry. " Josh Hamilton didn't stop. He kick him again and again. All over his body. That will give him the lesson he need.
The woman behind the door can only watch them with pain. She can't do nothing to help him. Steven caught a glance of his mother. But Mary Hamilton can only walk away. She can't bear to see him hurting.
"Mummy..." He called her, but she's no longer there. She left him. He's hopeless. Pain ache him all over the body. Why does it feels so hurt. He's hurting inside more then the pain on his body.
At dinner that night, Steven stayed in his room. His body is aching all over. A knock at the door make him come to his sense. A glimps of hope shine in his eyes. Maybe that's his mother. His mother will treat his wound.
With his excited face, he opened the door. But it's not his mother. It's his little sister Meyma. The cold expression that never left her face come to his sight. Steven frown in frustration. Tears began to fall on his cheek.
"Are you a little kid. You are thirteen already, be mature." Meyma put his meal on the table and take out an emergency kit. Steven sit on the floor and try to hold his tears.
"Take off your shirt." He slowly do as she ask. Meyma began to treat the wound on his body with antiseptic. Carefully expressionless. A few minutes past and Steven can now able to stop crying.
"Does mummy hate me already?" She asked her with a teary eyes. Meyma didn't answer to that question. Instead, she take his meal and feed him carefully as if a mother feeding her son. Although she's only twelve years old, she has matured enough to take care of Steven.
"Nobody hate you. You're a brat but you're not hateful." Upon hearing that, Steven eyes lighten up. That words of her cheer him up. Eventhough she said it expressionless.
"Really?" He asked just to be more at ease. Meyma feed him the last spoon. Steven eat it mouth full. He has been hungry after the beating. After he drink the milk he usually drink, his eyes turn sleepy.
He lie on the bed half sleeping. Meyma cover his body with blanket and turned off the light. Letting only the bedside laml lighting, she touch him on the head. Patting his head carefully as if telling him that all is going to be fine.
After that, she left with only her back in his sight. Leaving him into the darkness again after she closed the door. Then he slowly get into a calming sleep.
