I'm a famous celebrity and actor in the most well-known and rich country, I have it all, fame, money, everything, but there's something deep inside that I'm still searching and longing for.
Back when I was young I have a pretty messed up childhood.
My father is a jerk, drunkard and short tempered, he rarely goes home, but unlike him, my mother on the other side is like an angel, she always cares for me, she's always at my side and there to protect me, she would do anything just to make me feel happy and safe.
One day, some thugs barge into our house and ask something I can't understand, It seems like father has done something to them, all I can hear was my mom begging them to leave us alone.
"Please don't hurt us... don't hurt my boy... I'll make money and pay you full... I promise..." she begged.
The thugs threatened mom not to call the police and left.
30 Days that's what they said...
"In 30 days, pay back what you owe to us 2x the amount, you know what happens if you dare call the police... also don't think about leaving this country... we have eyes everywhere..."
Father didn't came back home after what happened, leaving only mom and me.
Mom has been finding for a job nonstop for a week.
Finally she found one.
"I promise I'll pay them full, okay? just hang on and we'll be free... after that I'll buy you your favourite toy and we'll celebrate your upcoming birthday with lots of delicious foods...".
Those are the words she always said to me every single day before she goes to work.
We barely spend time with each other because she's working 24/7.
But then, as time goes by I've been noticing a lot of bruises and wounds from her and kept asking where did it came from and she always hesitated and ignores my questions, I knew something's fishy but just pretend that I'm okay to not to make her worried.
As day goes by it's getting worse and worse to the point that I asked her to stop.
"I can't... even if I want to... I just can't... they might come back and hurt us... I don't want you to get hurt..." she said to me in low soft voice.
I replied "Mom, let me take your place instead... I'm young and strong... I can do it...".
She immediately replied "You can't! You're my precious boy! I can't let you experience something like this!".
Then she cried, I got no words to say out of my mouth and just hugged her.
One night, as I was about to sleep waiting for her, I heard a loud noise from outside, I opened the door and saw my mom on the floor, I cried thinking she was dead but she weren't.
I immediately took her inside and lay her on the bed, she was very cold, I touched her head, she was having a heavy fever, I cleaned her head first and I saw a big wound like she was hit by something with great force.
She looked at me and touched my cheeks and said.
"I wish I got to spend some time with you... I may not know if I'll die tonight but know that mommy's always there for you okay? I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
I asked in angry voice "Who did this!? Tell me mom! or I'll die without peace!".
"You don't have to know... I can't let you burden another problem... no mother would ever do that to their child... just know that we're free... I paid the debt your father owed them" she replied after then she fainted.
Her condition is getting worse and I panicked and called the ambulance.
As they were picking her up, I just stood there and suddenly thought.
"We're paid and free, but at what cost? my mom?".
I got angry and whispered to myself.
"Mom! Why did you do this!? You should have told me! You should've told me you're being abused! I would've work for a part time job to help you... I don't care if I get beaten up because of overwork! I don't care if I got hurt or sick! As long as I can help you I'll do it! You're my only world mom... didn't you said that you'll buy me my favourite toy? that we'll celebrate my birthday with big feast?".
Later that night I cried nonstop and barely managed to get any sleep.
As days passed by, things got worse... I was notified that my mom was transported to another hospital and I can't be able to see her because the hospital is far and I'm still a minor, but from what I think, is that someone is behind this to silence her and stop her from reporting about the violence that happened to her.
As I grew up, I didn't have any support from anyone, I used mom as my inspiration to keep moving forward and always spend some time trying to finding her and kept believing that she's still alive, up until now.
It's the second sunday of may which is my birthday, I suddenly got a call from my secretary that they've found her.
I immediately got into my car and drove into the location as fast as I can.
"Mom!? will I be able to see you again!? after so many years!? hang on... please... hang on...".
I keep saying those words while trying to compose myself from my adrenaline.
As I arrived to the hospital, I rushed to the receptionist and told her my mother's name and that I would like to have an appointment, she told me the room and I ran.
When I arrived at the room, I stood there and froze, tears starts to fall my eyes as I saw an old lady at bed staring at me with oxygen on her mouth.
She asked "Who are you young man?" in soft voice.
I slowly approach her.
I can't help but cry nonstop... I immediately told my secretary to do a DNA test, but deep inside I knew she's my mom... my beloved mother whom I've been searching for a very long time.
I checked her head and there's a scar.
She asked "Do I know you?".
I asked the doctors what's with her and they said that she suffered from Cancer and Alzheimer's disease for a long time now and estimated that she only got a short amount of time, lucky me I got in time to see her still alive, they're the top doctors in the country so I can't assume they're lying especially to someone like me.
I asked her "Do you have a son or daughter?"
Her eyes widened and she suddenly teared up.
"I think I do..." she answered.
I asked again "What happened to him or her? Is he/she okay?".
"I've been a bad mom to him because I didn't got a chance to spend some time with him... and I broke a promise... we got separated by something...".
I stared at her hoping she would notice me, but she still can't.
"But not a day goes by that I didn't tried my best not to forget him, I just wanna hug him and tell him that I love him and miss him so much..." she replied in weak voice.
"I'm sure he misses and loves you too very much!" I replied while composing myself.
"You think so?" she asked.
"Yes... very... very much... you've been a wonderful mom to him..." I broke down and cried on her tummy...
She looked at me and pat my head with her hand.
"Young man... I may not know who you are... but... something tells me... deep inside... that we've met before... tell my son that... I love him very much..." she replied in weak and crying voice.
I shouted "I love you too mom! I love you very much! I wish I got to spend some time with you! Please don't go! Please don't! Mom I'm begging you! Don't leave me please! Please...".
As I cried in her tummy, I noticed her breathing is getting weak...
"I... love... you too..." She replied
I opened my eyes and looked at her.
I saw her eyes closing slowly while her hands faintly and softly rubbing my hair like I'm her son.
As she finally rest, I gave her one last kiss on the forehead and cried on her hands.
"I wish... I got to spend sometime with you mom... no amount of money can ever give me a second chance to be with you once again, and nothing can equal the amount of love you gave me... thank you for being my mother... I love you mom... I love you very much..."
Not long, my secretary reported that the DNA test was positive, though I don't even need the DNA test at all.
Because a son will never forget his mother and what she has done for him.
