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His name was Raka, an eighteen-year-old boy who lived in solitude. Born with autism, he has difficulty understanding the world, while the world rejects him. His own mother hated him and often called him a family disgrace. "This child should not be born," said the mother every time she was angry. Since childhood, Raka has been treated not as a child, but as a burden. Small mistakes make him hit often. His body was holding wounds, his heart was deeper. The only protector is silence. He didn't know how to feel affection, because he never received it. When his mother died, Raka did not cry. He didn't understand what it meant to lose someone who had never loved him. His father, who was rarely at home, never really knew him. A few months later, the father remarried through an arranged marriage. His wife, Tara, a twenty-seven-year-old woman, is gentle but unfamiliar to Raka.
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His name was Raka, an eighteen-year-old boy who lived in solitude. Born with autism, he has difficulty understanding the world, while the world rejects him. His own mother hated him and often called him a family disgrace. "This child should not be born," said the mother every time she was angry. Since childhood, Raka has been treated not as a ch...Read more