My Dear Zombie (KOOKV)

Part 4 : Interlude

He never told anyone that he remember his childhood's memory.

It was...something he couldn't explain with his own words.

Feelings like frustration and hatred were something he couldn't tell when he was only five years old.

But he could indetify what is love.

He remember his father would buy him gifts and toys so that he would be happy. But his father's love could never be replaced by expensive toys. His father spoiled him with endless love and that's why he was happy.

He also have a granny who treats him like a little prince. Teaching him how to cook despite that he couldn't reach the counter yet to look how his granny cut the ingredients into small pieces. Her crooked hands were stirring the pot full of chicken soup were the one he loves the most about his granny.

He also have a mother.

But his mother... never talk to him.

It was always his father and his granny who were spoiling him with love and support but never his mother. His mother never give even a glance to his way.

He remember how she never talk to anyone in their home.

His mother is...odd.

His mother would stare longingly at the outside, staring at the old garden behind their house. She never approached him nor he approached her.

To him, she was like a stranger.

He felt nothing towards her.

But a five year old kid still thinks that she is his mother who don't know how to give love to a child.

So he tried his best to make her happy but his attempt was a failure.

He remember when he enter the old garden to pick some flowers just to see his mother's smile.

He tried to give her the flower.

But-

He got slapped on the cheek. He could feel the blood inside his mouth.

"M-m-momma?" Tears never stop flowing but he kept calling her as his
mom.

His mom.

The one that slapped him on his cheek.

She slapped him as if she try to protect herself from a monster.

He saw that look on her.

The look of disgust.

He never saw that look on his father's face nor his granny's face that turn into a frown and grimace when they were with him.

"Y-You're not my son. You disgusting child!" She kept screaming this word, almost like she went hysterical.

"M-Momma...wan you happy."

"Happy? From my son's replacement? You disgust me."

"I should've kill you before you were even born to this world."

"M-momma!" He cried as he was holding his cheek.

"Don't call me mom. You're not my son. I fucking hate you. You should die...Y-you should d...die."

His mother fainted on the floor as he cried.

"Momma!"

Momma...

He opened his eyes slowly as the tears gathering in his eyes. His eyes were blurry so he couldn't see well. His head was pounding but he didn't feel pain. Luckily, he remember that he was a zombie so he only felt numb from head to toe.