Father to My Daughter

the past of Excel

(ATTENTION!!! the article below contains violence and bullying.so please be wise in responding because this is just the author's imagination...🤗)

After a day they travel. Now that Andi's car is parked near Jennie's house they just arrived.

And not far from there, the Excel car has arrived first, waiting for two hours.

With elbows propped up near the windshield of his car door and slightly clenched hands covering his mouth, he continued to observe Jennie who was getting out of Andi's car as well as Andi who was taking out Nara who was asleep in the back seat, then carrying her in.

It was seen Jennie standing for a long time near Andi's car, and a little conversation that he somehow ended up following Andi's steps behind.

Excel is still waiting, almost half an hour. But the man did not come out yet. He also began to get upset his hand touched the car door opening but was restrained. He stopped opening his car door, his memory suddenly drifting on his past.

(Flashback is on)

At that time Excel was still a first-degree student, the man was always alone in his school. There was no courage to socialize, making him a loner man who only spent his time alone in the park near the basketball court, with his PSP.

A group of upperclassmen suddenly threw a ball into Excel's head, causing Excel to shock and drop its PSP.

"It looks like there's a lonely sultan's son here." The burly man who stood in the middle. Yes, that is Andi Prayoga.

There Excel just kept quiet, slowly bent down to reach for his toy. But when that hand touched his PSP? Andi stepped on his hand.

Excel grimaced yet he could not scream. Too scared for her to make a sound, so decided to just shut up.

"Take the PSP." Andi told one of his friends. The man beside Andi grabbed him.

"Wahhh this latest release? Hahaha cool... Cool..." Two of Andi's friends are scrambling to see each other. Andi chuckled too.

"Make me yes." Said Andi lightly, he also raised his leg to release the Excel hand that he stepped on earlier.

Then waltz away.

"Tu..wait! Please don't take it, it's mine." Speak Excel but still in a down position.

"You hear what he's saying?" Ask Andi.

"No, he's like a mouth-watering, hahaha" replied one of Andi's friends who was greeted by another rarity.

Andi walked up to Excel.

"Tell me again, I don't hear about it." Andi put her ear close to Excel.

"Return it, it's mine." said Excel.

"What's? Less clear." Getting closer.

"The PSP is mine, please give it back!" Excel sounds are getting higher.

Andi grinned, grabbed Excel's back collar, grabbed him, and took him somewhere.

In a warehouse behind the school, Excel's body is thrown to the ground. The man was about to get up but his head was stepped on Andi and pressed it, precisely near the cheek of Excel because Excel tilted his head, until the cheek on the right side of Excel stuck to the ground.

"You know? What is in my hands is already mine. And if you want to get your PSP back. You better fight me first." Smiling cynically.

"Give it back, it's the last gift from my late father."

"So you don't have a father anymore? So cassian. But I'm not sorry."

Andi lifted her leg from Excel's face then crouched down and grabbed the two Excel collars. "So rich you are? Until I can say it like that?"

Excel is silent. He was already very frightened to see the face of the man in front of him.

"Why shut up? What if we asked for a car? Do you want to be able to give it?" ask Andi.

Excel was silent, still not daring to answer.

"Hey!!! You a loser guy? Are you just bragging when you say you want to give anything away?" Andi and Excel were silent.

"Issssssshhh you're mute ya bodo?" Excited one of Andi's friends.

"I, I'll give you the equivalent of that. Really." Answer Excel.

Andi smiled too. Then move on and approach his friend, grabbing Excel's PSP later. "If I want this how?" Ask Andi twirling the Excel thing.

"Please, brother, no! don't. That one is yes."

"Well, I like this one. Unless this thing?" Andi threw the object hard until it hit the wall and broke.

"Yetoooooooo!" Excel rounded his eyeballs. He ran to get his destroyed PSP.

"Well, it's broken so I don't want to anymore. So keep your promise. Give me an item or anything equivalent to that. I wait" patted Excel's shoulders and then waltzed away.

Some of Andi's friends also shake Excel's head. The man who was crying over his PSP.

The object was given to his father just one month ago, exactly one week before the death of the father due to a car accident that killed the father at that time.

"Father.excuse Excel, Excel can't keep daddy's gift." The man sobbed himself there, in his dirty clothes while hugging his broken beloved object.

In his tears another student stood before him, making Excel raise his head in slight hesitation, for fear of Andi returning.

But no, the man was someone else like him from another class. He was Alvian the first to lend a hand to her.

"You okay?" Ask Alvian.

Excel simply moved, without answering anything the man rubbed his wet eyes. "I'm fine." Ketus answer. And immediately sauntered away leaving Alvian there who was still staring at Excel who had turned and lost his sight.

Alvian shook his head, he again stepped his feet sitting in the garden behind the warehouse. Because it's his favorite place to nap at rest, because Alvian also likes silence and solitude.

The next day, Alvian always approached the boy. Yes a man who is very ketus to him, but somehow Alvian just happy to approach Excel. because for Alvian the man was equally happy to be alone, maybe can be made friends with him.

Until the break, Excel was surprised to see Alvian already in front of his class.

"Hallo man, let's go to the cafeteria."

"Not to get along with me." The answer. Excel breezed away, but Alvian kept following and embracing Excel's shoulders.

"Iiiisssshhh let go of that hand of yours, you poor man." Releasing Alvian's hand violently.

Yuuupppssss Excel was a little arrogant first, probably because he used to homeschool before this, and chose a school in public school during High School because of his saturation, making him unable to speak politely.

It was also the reason he had no friends at his school.