on that day, he was born with loveat that moment, he became a child they loved. They were proud without regrets They were also unmatched love.Slowly, the tree which they planted growing and tallJust like her baby now, he grew into a baby boyTo be their pride and hope“Boy.. your future must grew like a tree that I planted two years ago”Slowly, the roses planted beside the tree began to bloom and bloom Just like her love, there started laughter and jokesOccasionally, he played like a baby in generalOccasionally also came out a beautiful sentence for him“Boy.. someday you must be our pride, like the rose grows and blooms” Now he is slowly growing into a childAt that time there was also great hope from them"Hi my wife, I want to make him a useful person in the future and please support him in any way"From then on, he grew up with excessive affectionTime after time, he asked for this and thatEverything they gave without feeling sorryEvery now and then they go into debt for the sake of their child's many demandsThey were happy with it, because they loved himFrom childhood to adulthood, he grew and grewNothing has changed from him, only the physical formHis attitude and behavior remained like thatmany obsecration were impossible to refuse for himNow, he grows like a parasite, sustaining life by spending slowlyThey slowly grew old, like a leafless tree, falling.They continued to wait until their children become successful peopleEvery now and then they reflect and ask each other "is it wrong for us to obey all his requests without exception?"the old man no longer works like he did when he was youngMeanwhile, the person who works for his family is a tough womanThe woman worked almost every day, for the sake of her familyAll for her love, boy.Early in the morning, their breadwinner died.The tough woman died she could not see the future of her sonshe also could not see the success of her son.Now she is dead, leaving behind a mountain of debt, Now their breadwinner is gonejust a helpless old man aloneAnd a child who killed his mother. There is no tree sentence. There is no rose sentenceOnly a parasites sentence were spoken"Boy ... you have killed your mother"