"Why are you fighting Papa, Niel. The more you fight, the more angry Papa will be." Nando laid Nathaniel on his bed.
Nathaniel was silent. He didn't want to listen to his brother's words.
"Don't hate Papa and Mama too deeply, Niel."
"What they did was outrageous."
"Yes. I know. But after all, they are still our parents.
"Since five years ago, they are not my parents anymore."
"Forgive them."
Nathaniel looked at Nando sharply. There was a fire of anger in the eyes as dark as that night. "I will never forgive them. Until whenever."
"Don't cultivate your grudge, Niel. That's not good."
"Have you forgiven them?" Nathaniel asked, ignoring Nando's words earlier.
Nando shut up.
A sad chuckle came from the torn lips. "Not yet? So don't ever force me to respect them like I used to. Because of all this, they created it." Nathaniel emphasized every word.
"But_"
Nathaniel interrupted Nando's words. "Don't talk about it. I don't want to fight with you."