“Mother, why are you crying?”
“The owner of the building is asked us to get out before the end of the month because we weren’t able to pay for four months already.”
“That’s two weeks from now!”
And my mother continued with her sobbing.
“Did you talk to my father?”
She just covered her face with her hands and shook her head. I went to her and embrace her as she sobbed on my blouse.
“I will try to go to him or loan from my office. I need to go to work now.”
I work, but my salary is not even enough for our food. Mother, who is almost a senior still needs to work so we can go through with our everyday needs and our monthly bills. My father who left us while I was in college is supposed to be taking care of our house rent, but he would always be so irresponsible in paying it.
I went to
