I drove home slower than before as if I was flying because of the speed I was running. When I complained at home I noticed that the signal lights were still on and I was still awake and I was right because I saw the curtain move as if someone was peeping.
"Where have you been, son?" Mom asked worriedly. He greeted me after he heard the sound of my motor entering the gate of our house. Seems like nothing had happened before, his concern was more dominant. I noticed Dad standing in the doorway looking at me.
"Can we talk?" I said gently. Nervously, I just stared at Papa. I could feel Mom's sudden hug and I could hear her sobs. I need to fix this now. Eigniea is right, maybe if I had just opened my heart and mind no time would have been wasted and my contribution to my parents would not have increased.
Maybe we would have been well for a long time if I hadn’t been tough and if I had opened my eyes and heart oara understand what they were doing. So at this time, I think this is the right time. Also, they only came home once and I could be in the same house because of their jobs which made us even more angry in my chest.
I took a deep breath and then hugged Mama back. I caressed his back and looked at Dad. He looked at me and then nodded before entering the living room.
Mama let go of my hug and then patted my shoulder. “Let’s go, Maro,” she said. He wiped his tears from his face and gently took my arm and led me inside the house. I noticed that Dad was talking to the three helpers who had left when Mom and I entered.
I sat on the sofa while Mama sat next to Papa. Dad just looked straight at me. I took a deep breath to prepare myself and reduce nervousness. I looked at them one by one as I played with my own hand. I bowed and then frowned, convincing myself that I can do this, I can for my peace of mind. 
It's just like I'm having a bad dream and asking for a thing that I couldn't have. It's just an emotional night but I admit it, the pain in my heart, the thoughts, and the words that I kept for a long time are now in their minds like a dagger that slowly stab them.
Mom and Dad let me speak to express how I felt. I thought they will get mad but I am wrong. They listened until I stopped. They let me cry and cry until I just felt that they were by my side and hugged me together.
"I'm sorry, Son, We're sorry for all we've done to you."
"Son, forgive us, forgive us your Dad and give us another chance to correct our mistakes and make up for all our shortcomings with you," Mom said between her sobs.
At that point I became even weaker. I feel like my body will give up. I have released all my resentment. And for the first time, I felt their hugs and love to me.
I am their only child, who am I to not give them another chance and hopefully on that occasion I will not regret it. Despite all my resentment, I still trust them. Maybe I'm just really too full of resentment.
“Son, we promise we will support you in all things. I don't want us to fight, I'm sorry we're always like that when we're at home. I have been planning to talk to you for a long time but we always have a temper tantrum so we reach out to the answer. ”
“Son, forgive us, we didn't know that despite our busyness to forget what happened, we are slowly killing you with resentment. I'm sorry son, I'm sorry, ”said Mama
I just let them hug me. "Son, give us another chance," said Mama.
“Ma, Pa, I never say these words to you from the very start,” I said while wiping my tears.
"What are those, son?" Dad asked as he let go of the hug and they looked at me at the same time.
"Mom, Dad, I love you," I said. My tears fell again because for a long time I had only just said those words to them. I also feel my chest lighten because I’ve released all the hate in it.
I let go of Mom and Dad's hug and like a child I wiped the tears from my face. Mama gently touched my face and wiped away the tears left in it. Mom smiled and caressed my shoulder.
I just laughed because of their reaction and finally, they hugged me again. The sweetness of the feeling. I hope this will continue and I personally promise to get back from them and do my part as their child. No matter what happens to me now, the important thing is that things are gradually fixed and become clear that then I thought were unlikely to happen.
I woke up EARLY and got ready. It was nice that I was awake even though I was awake after we talked I went back to the study room and took what I was doing and continued it.
“Good morning, Son,” Mom greeted me while carrying a plate containing… eggs?
"Eggs?" I wonder question. Mommy laughed and nodded. We stared at the man downstairs as he uneasily adjusted his necktie.
"Good morning, Honey." He kissed Mama before turning to me. "Good morning, Son." He raised his hand. I even looked at him when he laughed at my reaction.
"High five, Son," he laughed. I nodded and eventually Dad and I gave a high five.
"Our big boy is changing, Honey," Mama said laughing as she adjusted Daddy's necktie.
"Let's eat, my boys," Mama offered us. Dad and I sat down together. I looked at Mama who was even spooning us. I didn’t expect this to happen to me. I don’t think things that were messy are so much better. Thanks to Eigniea.
We chatted happily until we realized we had consumed the egg Mama had cooked. We laughed and even taught who eats more eggs.
"Seriously, I don't think I'll run out of eggs," Mama said. It was still shaking as we stacked the dishes that our assistant had picked up.