GRIM REAPER'S GIRLFRIEND

SEVENS

"Pa, I'm gonna find out that Andrea wants to go to college." Andrea bit her fingernails while pacing the courtyard. "But Dad, you can buy a car, why can't you go to Andrea's college?"

Jonathan sat on the terrace floor of the courtyard while looking at Andrea who was pacing back and forth.

Andrea disconnected the phone and called someone back. "Hello, aunt. Why did you change your mind? yesterday he said he wanted to finance a major in economics Andrea but now do not want to pay."

Jonathan took Andrea's phone and turned on his loud speaker.

"Aunty told me that my aunt's niece took a scholarship abroad. You should have set an example like that."

Andrea laughed insipidly, Jonathan observing Andrea's reaction.

"Tante told your father to be independent."

"Reports? Just like when I wasn't in high school? MAKE YOUR CHILD'S BIRTH FEE ILLEGAL!!"

Andrea throws the phone Jonathan was holding. Jonathan caught him.

"THROW THAT PHONE! I DON'T NEED A CELL PHONE! I DON'T NEED A DAD EITHER!" Andrea ran to her room.

Jonathan looked at Andrea's phone in his hand furiously. If only he could do something.

Andrea closed the door to her room and laid her body on the bed. "Thick, puffed up, scruffy!" Andrea hit her bed.

"Can you not be like that? emotions only lead to sin."

Andrea glanced at Jonathan at a glance and closed her eyes, "If it can make a sin I don't mind as long as he goes to hell as well."

"Andrea!"

"Don't patronize me now!"

Jonathan sat by Andrea's bedside, "Let karma run, don't be bad and incite sin especially vengeance."

Andrea turned to Jonathan.

"That person has hurt me too deeply, it feels like I want to see the karma he's made."

"Andrea." Reproof Jonathan.

Andrea rises. "Why should I be the one with the cold head? why should I give up? do you understand how I feel? you know, I was like a beggar just for my school fees! you know not the hell how I feel now?"

"I don't know." Jonathan Gel.

"That's it." Andrea dropped her head onto the pillow, "Even you don't understand."

"I don't have a family so I don't understand."

"Sometimes I think it's better to be an orphan than to know who the father is not responsible for."

"Andrea!"

"Married me!" Andrea voiced her crazy idea, "Make me right now!"

"Andrea, think clearly."

"I'm clear-minded!" Andrea pulled both of Jonathan's faces to get close to his face and kissed his lips. "Clear right?"

Jonathan pushed away Andrea's body while rubbing her lips with the back of her hand. "You-you"

"That's how man is today, sleeping with another woman without caring for his son and wife in the house and then bum! when he impregnated the woman, he blamed us all on everyone." Andrea's tears began to flow, "I don't mind committing a sin if it makes her go to hell, isn't an unmarried daughter the responsibility of her biological father? and it's his sin that bears, isn't it?"

Jonathan's anger melted away seeing the sadness in Andrea's eyes.

"What mortal sin can I commit to get him to hell?" Andrea covered her face with both hands.

"Andrea-" Jonathan pulls Andrea into his arms. "Don't think like that, no matter how he's your real father."

"Why does everyone remind me that he's my real father but no one reminds him that I'm his real son?"

Jonathan tightened his arms.

"I am not ungrateful for what God has given me. All I'm grateful for, but it's too painful to be grateful for the fact that I'm the son of a criminal, the one who hurt my mother." Andrea was crying in Jonathan's chest.

"Andrea, calm down." Jonathan tightened his arms.

"Sometimes I'm selfish, it's okay she left mama even hurt her as long as she didn't take her responsibilities off me and Andrea but-but-" Andrea's lips trembled. "But the more days I realize it - leaving and hurting mom is tantamount to leaving me and Andre."

"Andrea-you have me, calm down." Entertain Jonathan while stroking Andrea's straight hair.

Andrea hugged Jonathan's waist, her face buried into Jonathan's chest. "I hate him."

"Don't hate her Andrea, don't take revenge on her. Let God work."

Andrea laughed cynically. "I want to repay all his deeds."

"Reply to his deeds with your achievements." Jonathan said softly, "But don't take revenge on her."

Andrea tightened her embrace. "Thank you."

Jonathan kissed Andrea's head. "It has become my duty as your fiancee, now rest so that your emotions subside, where are your mother and sister?"

"When they come home?"

"Later afternoon."

"They're carrying the keys to the house?"

Andrea nodded slowly.

"I'm the key to your house huh, after this I have to go."

"Work?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Andrea pensive. "Be careful."

"Yes." Yeah."

After accompanying Andrea to sleep, Jonathan immediately locked the door of the house and the fence after it went to carry out its duties.

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"I'm amazed by the behavior of girls now. I told him I was going to pay for everything but still he called his father." Jonathan drinks his canned coffee with a grim face on the roof of Irul's house. Today she decided not to go to Andrea's house.

"Maybe the daughter wants responsibility from her father." Reply Irul who observed Jonathan's canned coffee. "By the way the life-depriving angels drink coffee?"

Jonathan stared at his coffee can, "Why? it's up to me!."

Irul.

"You?" Jonathan offers a new can of coffee that is still sealed from inside the crackle.

Irul. "I'm just a soul, so I can't eat or drink."

Jonathan Manggut-mangut. "Oh."

Irul let out a breath. "A daughter everywhere needs a father figure. I remember what my father said in the village when my wife was pregnant, a father's paradise is determined by his daughter."

Jonathan drank back his coffee. "I often hear that too and most of a father's soul is determined by the good deeds of his children. But, most fathers' souls are on the waiting list for the gates of hell because of their wives and children."

Irul turned quickly to Jonathan. "really?"

Jonathan looked at Irul. "You think I'm lying?"

Irul shifted his seat towards Jonathan. "Where do I go in?"

"Hell!" Jonathan replied briefly.

"What! My wife is veiled, my daughter is also taught to pray and teach, how can I go to hell?"

Jonathan looked at Irul's disdain. "How did you forget to die? Drunk and beaten for stealing, right?"

Irul became misbehaved and scratched his head that did not itch.

"In addition to teaching your daughter to teach and pray is your wife and family. All you do is get drunk and gamble."

"Yes yes, the angel of life knows everything."

Jonathan and Irul both sighed.

"Mother! Where's dad?" A girl in the yard.

"Father has gone far away nak-" Isak Irul's wife from below.

Irul who heard that became sad. "I wish I hadn't drank that time."

"Keep if you don't die now still drink that?"

"....................." Irul did not dare to answer.

Jonathan went back to drinking his coffee. "Humans are greedy, they can even hurt their own families."

Andrea's mobile phone that Jonathan was carrying shook on his coat. Jonathan hurriedly took it and opened it.

Jonathan reads an SMS from Andrea's biological father.

"You're not my son, you have nothing to do with me." Jonathan read aloud that text.

Irul read it. "Does the angel of life have a family, too?"

Jonathan glanced at Irul. "You want to go somewhere?"

"What?"

"Rather than looking like this, all for learning." Jonathan grabbed Irul's shoulder.

Then they moved in one blink of an eye.