I started walking with my two limping feet. My tears fell instantly under the pouring rain from the sky. I can no longer say anything other than finding my son. For me Raka is everything and part of my life is only for him. How can a mother have to be separated from her child? I also began to think that my life is always in sadness.
Denpasar city streets are fairly loose. I started walking from end to end looking for his son. Instantly he saw his son sitting in the city park. But when I approached it turned out to be not my son.
I feel very congested with my current life. Even I am still not used to being disturbed again with the man in my past. Even though I don't want to meet him but I will never let my son be with him.
I started walking by following the direction of my footsteps. My eyes occasionally wander the corners of the city streets.
"I wish I could find you Raka. "He hoped that he could meet his son Raka.
