Choosing to Marry Young

03. Spying on the Father

Today the plan was for me and Nurry to follow my father to meet his affair. Unbeknownst to Mom, too, because Mom always forbade me when I wanted to come to my dad's cheating. And I just wanted to make sure that what one of my brothers said was not true, that my father had another woman. And about the man who was looking for her, she came again to look for my father. He gave me some photographic evidence that my father was with his wife. It left me devastated when I saw the evidence that the middle-aged man had shown me.

I went to my father's workplace, and saw my father from afar. Not far from my father's place of work with home but I still want to follow him today. About a couple of hours, I saw my dad get out of his place of work. He walked towards a car not far from my place. My father then got into the car.

"We're leaving now" I told Nurry.

We used Nurry's motor to follow the car. Until the car stopped at a big house. When the car door opened, my father came out of the passenger seat, followed by a woman who was not so clear who he was but who they saw each other, My father even held her hand as the woman got out of the car.

Nurry and I were still watching from a distance, there was a feeling of fear at the moment but I also wanted to know who my father was cheating on. After my father and the woman entered the house, Nurry and I walked towards the car, which happened to be the driver of the car was still there.

"I'm sorry, sir." Nurry told the driver.

"Yes" replied the father.

"May I ask." I asked, with fear and curiosity, I ventured to ask.

"Yes, please." she replied.

"Are they husband and wife?" I'm a little nervous. My heart was beating with fear.

"You who?" tanyakanya.

"Nobody, just want to know." my dear. I don't want to tell you my identity.

"I'm sorry I didn't dare to answer that, that's not my right" the driver replied.

"Or I can call my boss, and you can ask directly." he continued.

"No need, sir." I said.

"We'd better meet your father" said Nurry, who also wondered who the woman was.

"Are you a princess, Mr Agus?" ask the driver.

"Ahh no, I'm sorry. Forgive me." I said. I asked Nurry to leave immediately. For some reason, I feel like I don't dare when I'm going to meet my father with his affair. I still can't believe what I saw. I retreated this time because I was still unsure when I had been so sure before.

Me and Nurry then got home, there wasn't much chatter between us. Before I got to Nurry's house, I was scolding me because I chose to step down and not see my father. But I still couldn't believe it, my first love figure clearly returned home to his affair. And it was a different woman when I accidentally met my father with Nurry back then.

Is my father a maniac, who likes to change partners? I don't know, my mind keeps haunting me. I also don't want my mom to know that I just saw my dad with his affair.

"Let's eat first, I've prepared a meal for both of you" said my mother who arrived at the room and broke my daydream.

"Nurry, I'm cooking your favorite meal, son." said Mother again.

"Creally ma'am? Alright. Nurry was going to finish the rice on Mom's magicom." she said enthusiastically, she always behaved that way to my mom but I wasn't jealous because she was also my best friend.

"Za, aren't you hungry? Come on." take Nurry while I'm still in the same position.

"Let's say it." Nurry pulled my arm and took me out of the room.

At the dining table I was still quiet a lot, Nurry and Rio were joking. They are like cats and rats, always fighting. But it was just their joke, they did not fight until they had to not rebuke. And I've been used to it ever since I knew Nurry.

"What's up, son? Don't you like Mom's cooking?" ask Mom, when I see me daydreaming.

"Ah no, Mom."

"Then why have you seen me since, you've only played your food."

"It's okay, Mom, just Kanza isn't so hungry yet."

"Did something bother you, son?"

"No." I said. I don't want my mom to know about me seeing my dad with another different woman again.

After eating, Nurry said goodbye and I stayed alone in my room. I started to blame the music on my phone and write down what I was thinking now, I could say filling out the diary even though I didn't fill it every day because it wasn't my hobby to write like that.

I poured my disappointment into a piece of paper, not feeling the tears also flowed once I remembered how my father had behaved before. Shadow after shadow remembered the time when my father was still the figure of a loving, patient, humorous father and of course he was my first love. I used to be so pampered because I was her one daughter. Dad used to take me to play even at that time my family looked so happy, different from what it is today.

Like stuck a thorn in my leg, when I pull it instead of healing it even more the wound bleed it feels very painful. I want to feel lost from this world so that what I feel now does not feel back.

God was like testing me when I needed my father the most, the person who always kept me calm is now gone. I don't know what demon has possessed him until he forgets his family.

No tears fell soaking the paper containing my handwriting. With melow music, I got carried away and made me cry even more. But I locked the door to my room, I didn't want my mother to know that I was crying like I am now. He already felt a wound in his heart, so I didn't want to make it go deeper when, Mom knew that I was crying.

The usual thing I do after crying is sleep, I fall asleep after crying for a long time. And don't remember what happened.

Next morning.

While I was having breakfast, my father came home. No greeting from his mouth. He just walked into the room and soon came out. Rio and Mother did not greet him either. Because they don't want to talk every time, I'm gonna come back and scold them.

I tried not to care, too, when I wanted to ask who was with him yesterday. I'm holding back for Mom. And it's weird, every week or even every few days Daddy's going home. But he didn't say what. Just go home for a while and leave, Mom never again get monthly shopping from Dad, whether where Dad's salary is, I don't care anymore. Actually I just want certainty but every mother tries to talk about certainty, I will be angry and reject it. Selfish indeed, when my mother only needs certainty but I even want to act like that to Mom.

"Kanza-" call someone I know very well. It seems he was deliberately waiting for me not far from home.

"Can I take you?" it was my father, not knowing why he arrived and intercepted me as I was about to board the transport to go to school.

"Come on, son." he persuaded.

Without answering I walked towards my father's motor. And immediately went up and before long my father took off his motorbike.

"Is your school going well?" he asked, on the way to school.

"Yes." I replied briefly.

"Thank God" he said.

"There's a Dad like this. Not usually. Just tell me." I know, my dad must have had the intention of driving me to school. I'm sure there's something he wants to say.

"Did you follow Dad yesterday?" said it.

And right, it's about yesterday I was following him along with his woman.

"If you need anything, just call me. Don't go to see Dad like that."

"Why? Are you ashamed?" my many. I started to get annoyed with what my father said but I kept trying to calm down.

"It's not. Dad-"

"Here you go, put me down here. I can go alone." I said. Even though I tried to calm down, it still hurt.

"Let me drive you, son."

"Let me down or I'll have to scream." I threatened.

Dad stopped the bike, and I got off the bike.

"Son." call him.

"Why are you angry with Dad. Dad just asked. Wait, Son."

"Listen, Dad, please" he said again.

"Enough. I'm even ashamed to call you Dad, when you act like this. I lost my respect for you." I said.

"I'm sorry, Dad, son."

"What's the sorry you said that was sincere?" my spoken.

"Yes, I'm sincere in saying it."

"Then can you act like you used to? Like my old father again, leave the woman***** that."

"Dragon's talking to you, I never taught you to talk like that. Did your mother teach you to talk like that" he said.

"Your mother can not keep her words, she is also difficult to manage, she even behaves as she pleases" he said again. I keep talking that's not about Mom.

I smiled cynically at his words, Dad instead blamed Mom when his own behavior was really rotten. That's called a sincere apology.

I chose to walk away from him and try to stop the transport car.

But Dad didn't come after me, he didn't even stop me anymore. And he said sincerely apologize? I almost got out of his words. I can't completely believe what my father did.

In the car, I held back from crying. Because there were a lot of passengers at the time. Arriving at school, I immediately went to the school bathroom and cried there. I blame myself for still expecting my father to change and become what he was.

I kept crying in the bathroom, I didn't want people to know that I was sad like I am today but still there will be marks after crying. But what I think is that I need to be calm now, I can't be like this at school. I have to remember mother's paan, education number 1 for her children.

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