I Love You, Son

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Not everyone born to be a wealthy. Not everyone can be cuddled by their parents. Yogi, the ten years old boy, who had a disorder caused by polio when he was a baby lived with her mother in Jakarta. He couldn’t walk properly as other kids. He didn’t have any friends. He never played with other kids. What he did just work to get money. His father had passed away when he was 4 years old. His mother was a housekeeper. She didn’t care enough about Yogi. She also didn’t know if Yogi was working. In her mind, Yogi has been just a burden. “Yogi, wake up. What time is it? Go, pick the fire-wood. Don’t be so lazy. Sluggard!” His mother said in a harsh manner. In the early morning, Yogi limped to the wood around his house. He picked the stems which had fallen from its tree one by one. His hands could not work properly too, so sometimes the fire-wood fell to the ground and he should pick it up again. After finishing his first job, he continued to polish shoes in the park. For a pair of shoes he would pay Rp.5000. He usually got less than Rp.50.000 in a day. Not a lot of people came to him. But then, he had a loyal customer, who always came to him every day. The customer was a wealthy man. Hence, he always gave him more paid. He was a kind man. “Good morning, Yogi. How are you today?” said the man politely. “Good morning, Mr. Harry. I’m fine. And how about you?” said Yogi cheerfully. “Never better. Make my shoes as well as new, please!” he smiled. “Yes, sir.” He imitated a soldier. Actually, Yogi was a smart boy. But his disability made him disable to act like normal kids. The poverty also made him unable to school and to develop his real ability. The sky was going dark. The sun was going back to its place. Yogi went back home with hi... ... middle of paper ... ... hugged Yogi full of affection. “Mom, can I ask one more thing?” he said “Of course, just say what you wanted!” she still in tears. “I want you say that you love me.” “I love you. I love you so much, dear. You’re the one I love.” She sobbed, and hugged him gently. “Thanks god you make it real. Thanks mom, I love you too. I’m sorry I can’t make you happy till the end. Mom, could you please smile for me?” He smiled. His mother couldn’t hold the tears. However, she tried to make the best smile for him. Slowly, her lips showed the smile. She looked so beautiful. Yogi looked extremely happy. He also smiled and took his last breath at the time. The tears streamed down his mother’s face. If she could only turn back times, she would give all her life to make Yogi felt the happiness. “Nobody can realize how priceless something is until they lose it.” *The end*

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