Friend Bed

Unbecoming

[Yes Kenzo, of course. Of course Papa will come to your wedding.]

[Thank you] Kenzo answered and then hung up.

"Have I done Cleo?" kenzo said with a little annoyance.

"I'm disappointed in you, Kenzo."

Cleo then moved from the bed. Kenzo took his hand back. "What do you really want, Cleo? Didn't I do what you asked?"

"But is it appropriate that you behave like that to your real father? Try to think how your father feels, you're being so cold and haughty to him, you don't even want to say his name. She must be very sick of you acting that way to her."

"My heart also hurts a lot if you remember that he dumped me first, so please don't force me to be nice to him, Cleo!"

"But he apologized to you, Kenzo. Why is your heart hard as a rock? Do you still want to judge the one who repents? While God alone is Oft-Forgiving and Most Merciful, but you so arrogantly do not want to forgive the mistakes of people who have apologized to you, let alone he is your real father. There are no good men in this world, all are struggling with their own trials."

"I think you can understand me, Cleo. But it's not, you can't even understand the pain and pain I feel. You've never felt the pain I felt because your biological parents loved you so much since you were little. Not like me! My real father just dumped me when I was just born into this world, do you know what it's like to hurt and break my heart, Cleo. I thought we were living in the same heart, but we weren't, we were different. Humans will never understand each other if you don't feel the same way, and you never feel the same way as me. Didn't you ask me to be sincere? It is not that easy, because sincerity also takes time! And for now I can't do that yet, Cleo! Can't do that yet!" shout Kenzo. Kenzo then rubbed his face rough and looked at Cleo who was now seen starting to shed tears. Looking at Cleo who was starting to cry, Kenzo then rushed over to her.

"Have my words hurt you? I'm sorry Cleo, I'm sorry if I yell at you, I don't mean to get angry or yell at you. I only feel very disturbed if anyone mentions Abimana. I really hate her, Cleo. I really hate him so much" said Kenzo, he then took a deep breath and hugged Cleo.

"Cleo, I'm sorry. I don't want to hurt you, but please, please understand my feelings, don't push me too much, my heart still hurts so much, Cleo. My heart still hurts a lot" Kenzo added with a slight sob. Seeing Kenzo who now also began to cry, Cleo then hugged Kenzo back.

"I'm sorry to you, Kenzo. I'm sorry if I hurt you so much. I could never understand how deep your heartache was to your father and always impose my will. Again, I'm sorry, I know it's not easy for you and you need time to accept all of that. I'm sorry if I've forgotten, it's definitely not easy when you know that your real father is Papa Abimana, not Papa Rayhan who you've considered your real father since you were a child. Then you have to accept the fact that your real father did something so cruel to you, once again forgive me, Kenzo."

"It's okay baby, it's okay, I should be the one apologizing to you, I shouldn't have yelled at you to frighten you, I'm sorry Cleo."

"It's okay, Kenzo. We better not bring this up again, the most important thing is that you've invited your real father, that's enough for me. Thank you, dear Kenzo, now smile!"

Kenzo then smiled. "Then kiss me, Kenzo!"

"Haha... Cleo, what if I ask for more than that?" kenzo then began to overlay Cleo's body.

'Kenzo, the way you talk to me already shows that if you really think of me as a stranger, you never think of me as your father again, Kenzo. I realized, this is an expensive price that I have to pay for all my crimes first. Maybe I should learn to bury my desire to hope to get a confession from you, I do not deserve a confession from you, I sincerely if forever you will never consider me again as your real father, I would never again wish you could call me Papa. I don't deserve any of that from you, Kenzo. I do not deserve it, ' muttered Abimana.

Abimana then rushed to wipe away her tears when she heard the sound of the door opening. Inara who saw Abimana was still standing on the balcony of the room and then approached towards her.

'Inara must not know this, I do not want her to see me grieving, ' Abimana murmured again.

"Are you sleepy yet? You usually sleep."

"I'm not sleepy yet, Inara."

"Is there anything that bothers you?"

"Inara, Kenzo invited us to his wedding in three days."

Hearing Abimana's words, Inara smiled. "Thank God, Abimana. So Kenzo called you?"

Abimana then nodded her head. "Yes, he called me half an hour ago," Abimana replied then looked at Inara. But when Inara saw Abimana's eyes, it appeared around his eyes still visible remnants of tears that had not been wiped away. His eyes look too.

"You just cried, Abimana? Why are you crying? Shouldn't you be happy Kenzo's inviting you to his wedding?"

"Inara, these are not tears of sadness, these tears of happiness. I'm so happy, Inara. I'm so happy Kenzo has spoken to me and invited me to his wedding. Do you know how I feel? At first I didn't even dare to wish for more, but it turned out that God was so kind to me, he granted my prayers, my prayers to be able to see the smile of happiness on my son's face, a smile I'd never seen before, Inara," abimana answered, sobbing again.

Inara then hugged Abimana's body. "I know Abimana, I know how you feel. I'd be happy if Kenzo would be nice to you. I knew Kenzo a long time ago, he was a good boy. All he needs is time to accept you and your past, and it doesn't seem to take long for Kenzo to accept you, he's now accepting you as his real father, right?"

Abiman then nodded with a smile. "Yes, he accepted me."

"It's good, Abimana. I'm happy too. So now he wants to call you Papa again, right? The call you dreamed so much about from Kenzo. He called you Papa, didn't he?"

Hearing a question from Inara, Abimana was silent.