DISCARDED CHILDREN

Baby
" My Children are many… and now I just bear…", protest Halimah take exeption to. " I request, take care of him… or I will let him till die hunger!", reciprocate the woman great deliver her baby to Halimah.
At that moment, they were all both of the same not yet known that the baby is later will grow to become a the very have an effect on in his birth country, even his influence will extend till to some angles of world.

Poison
"How could you… dare to ... poisoning… your own mother!", heard the soft voice said slowly from mouth of the woman. "No! Exactly thou which have poisoning and contaminate altogether! And I will repair it all since now!", whisper the adolescent by smiling cynical at his visible cold blood face.
" Later you will also die to be poisoned!", anathema the the woman and at the same time instruct her forefinger to face that adolescent. Then the woman exhale his breath for the last things of her times, with foamy mouth and the eyeball view staring at sharply – full of hatred – up at that figure residing in her fore part.

Name
" Who am I?! I even don't know the whom of name of my father… I am nobody! Free them call me with the any kind of title do they take a fancy to; including mentioning the piglet at me! In a moment wait, I will have my own name, as does that magnifiers!", he growl in heart.
And truely, his desire will really happened later. He even later will have many names – one hundred name! One name for himself, and the rest are for the other version of Him'self.

Rebellion
" All this silly civilizations created because of discarded children acts! Mozes is discarded child of Fir’aun; and clearly he is not one of people of Israel! So also with Jesus; he is not a child of maiden be like what was fictitious them. Jesus is child of prostitute, and he is also associating with the prostitute! They are the children of non-recognition by their father, so that they fancy concerning other version of their father respectively. Meanwhile I name my father by God slave – my slave – rather than Abdulatta, Abduzza, and or Abdumanat. And everybody is truely my slaves – or they have to die!", he thought in a brown study.

Milk
"… Maybe thou can pay all moral duties, but there is one moral duty have never thou can able to pay for it – milk from your mother's breast!...", said him specifically articulate by ear. Everybody got stuck, some among them even do not have the power again detain its tear because they are so touch and moved emotionally heard his emotional discourse.
He express the such matter not because of he love his mother very much, but because he feel have never ever been any indebted to no matter who – including also to his mother, erstwhile she even do not want to suckle him when he was a baby.
" The whore is which ought to many indebted to me, because I who name her as the woman that can be trust – so all that stupid people partake to call her that way. Yeah, dead people truely can be trust to save the secret", said him in his heart.

Lolita
" However, aren't we brothers?!", say Bakr surprised and hardly believe that his bestfriend seem so feel up with his daughter which still underage. " We truely brothers in tying linkage of religion, but we not yet become to brothers in tying linkage of blood…", his reply.
Bakr only can bow in surrenderness. At that moment, there was no one people in entire the country who even also dare to argue the desire of that young man.
Bakr don't realize that effect of his acting this obedience generate the hurt and grudge very dept in his daughter's heart, which also this matter will make his daughter later become one of the puppeteer at the opposite of all sort of murder, dissolution, and war at the coming periods in that desert country plain.