A mother's role

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" you can go home after 2 more days nong singto" Doc Phana told me

" thank you Doc" i answered

Knock

Knock

I gentle knock from the door. I think its not my friends because they dont really need to knock

" excuse me are you singto peraya?" A woman entered and asked me

"Uhhmm yes, how may i help you" i answered her

I can feel that she is nervous and scared at the same time

" can i talk to you for a minute?" She asked

" aww sure" come here you can sit down

I offered a chair

We sat next to the television

" im sorry i came here empty handed" she apologized

" its okay" i smiled

" what do you need from me?" I curiously asked

" uhhmm , its, i dont know how and where to start, but please before you speak will you listen to me first until i finished?" She said with a trembling voice she's facing down and based on her appearance she is having many things that troubles her

" ow owkay" i said i offered her a glass of water

She drunk the water in one gulp before she speaked

"Uhhmm, im Ohm's mother the ine who shot you" she said and held my hands

I think i know where this conversation is going

" im here to apologies on his behalf" she added

I can see the water on her eyes

" uhhmm, about that aunt, i think this is not the best time to talk" i said and brushed my hair

" please give me a few minutes to explain" the tears that she was holding began to crawl on her eyes

" im sorry" she immediately wiped the water on her cheek

She took a deep breath before she continued talking

"  i know he did terrible things to you, many things that even lead you to be hospitalized twice. And im sorry for it" she said while sobbing

" uhhm, why do you need to say sorry many times aunt, you didnt do anything wrong" i said

" i know but my son did, im a mother i know   Ohm way better than everyone else, i know that he did those things not intentionally"

" what!? Not intentionally?,he threw rock on my room that lead me to have this stitches on my head, and he shot me gun that almost killed me! Now tell me if this is not intentional?!" I shouted at her i know im being impolite but i cant control my emotions right now

I almost died twice, then she came here just to tell me that ohm didnt mean to hurt me? Like what the hell is she talking about

" aunt, i know that you want to protect your son,  but this is way to absurd right?, " i said

" i—i know and im — so—sorry", i judt cant take that my son will be in jail for several years, i cant take the fact that he will be  out of my side for those years"

" he should have tought of that things before he did this to me right aunt?"

" yes your right"

" and so where are this conversation leads us? You came here to ask me to widraw my case?, i know that you love your son, but he needs to pay for what he did!"

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