Home For My Soul

78|Yang I hate

~Altheo~

Since graduation and focusing on accompanying Papa in his work, I have no time for myself. The weekend that should have been my right to rest was taken away for an important meeting with colleagues.

Papa wants to realize his dream for a long time in the near future, opening a branch of his restaurant abroad. Moreover, our instant seasoning is most widely exported to America, compared to Europe and other continents. It just so happened that I would continue my studies there, so Papa wanted to take advantage of that.

I can't refuse, because I need my work experience with him as capital to continue my studies. My free time was seized by learning a foreign language autodidot so that I could earn enough points in the language test later.

“Hai, Theo!” someone whose voice is no longer unfamiliar.

Mama's getting more and more outrageous. I followed Papa out of town on the weekend, not to babysit the woman he'd betrothed me to. Almost every city we went to was also visited by women who did not have this job.

Don't know what Mama likes about her? He finished his studies. Travel more than work on the script. A woman who cannot determine the priorities of life like her, can be the wife of a director who has a big responsibility.

Amaryllis alone is wiser in using her time. She is late to becoming a student, but strives to finish her studies sooner than her peers. So, when he finished later, he was easy to get a job, because he was under twenty-five years old.

“I'm here, you just say hello to Theo,” Papa's tease.

“Ah, sorry, Om. I'll get you a drink, yeah. Wait a minute.” He put down the plate he was carrying, then left us.

Papa elbowed my arm. “Sit there.”

“Gue is done, Pa,” I said put the last mouthful in my mouth. There was still a bit of coffee in the cup, but I ignored it.

“Where are you going?” My father held my arm when I stood up.

Because my mouth is full, I do not answer. I let go of his hand grip with my free finger. Before Chika came back with a drink for Papa, I left the dining room. I came here to work, not to serve that fake fiancee.

I was preparing to attend our morning meeting in the room. There are still a few minutes left, I sent a message to Amarylis. He did not immediately reply. On Saturday. He must have cleaned the room or washed the clothes, so I read the latest news through online news media.

There's no more news about me and Amarylis or Chika. The last few months, my pictures and they haven't stopped adorning the media. We are not artists. I can only guess between Mama or Aunt Winara who deliberately did it.

Their efforts to demonize my relationship with Amarilis or to adore my compatibility with Chika will not make me change my mind. I just want to marry my chosen wife. If only Chika was a good girl, maybe I just accepted. But he's not as perfect as Papa and Mama thought.

Reputation is everything to our family and I hold that firmly. This reason also makes me grateful for the condition of Katelia who is now in the body of Amaryllis. All of Katelya's good qualities are in her, while her outward appearance actually helps me drive away other men.

“What you did to Chika was not right,” scolded Mama when we had breakfast.

This is the reason that makes me lazy to eat with my family again. The topic is always him again, he again. I was preparing myself to enroll in college in America, Mama just kept talking about the woman. We agreed that there would be no marriage until I finished my studies.

“It is precisely what Chika did that was not right,” rebut Matt, agreeing with my opinion. “Papa and Theo meet and entertain their colleagues to talk about work, but he comes to disturb Theo.”'s concentration

“She came to support her future husband, not interfere,” denied Mama.

“I have my own business, Matt. Who will take care of the needs of this house and you if not me?” kelit Mama's.

“Well, Chika is also the same. As far as I know, he hasn't graduated, even gone for a walk. Theo finished his studies in just three and a half years, his future wife is four years past still struggling in the thesis? Brother Amarylis alone will be finished in this semester.”

“You should start calling Chika politely. The time of strangers you call brother, while the prospective sister-in-law you only call by name,” demands Mama, deliberately diverting the topic. He knows what Matt said is true.

“Sorry, Mom. Chika does not have any services so I deserve to call my sister. Similar to Amarilis. He helped me finish SMU and get into my target campus.”

“Gue is ready. I'm leaving,” I said, seeing a chance to escape. They were busy talking, and I could finish my breakfast.

“Theo, wait for your papa. You guys go to the same place, why not just hitchhike in your papa car?” said Mama wonder.

Coming with Papa means I obey wherever he goes. I knew they would trap me again when I let my guard down, so I better get on my own vehicle. After all, I could stop by to see Amaryllis's state in her residence.

Several times surprised her by coming suddenly in front of her senses, I always made her cry. I hate to see her tears. I don't know what kind of power the liquid has until I don't dwell on seeing it. I need to find a solution to our problem.

I can't see him every morning to keep my own motivation. If I've been with him for a while, it's hard for me to part with him. Yet looking at him from afar like this, I could calm down a little. Moreover, seeing him healthy and fine.

He's an intern, so I can't interrupt him just having breakfast together anymore. Two months, that's a long time. But I can't protest. I interned at Papa's office, unlike him who works at someone else's company.

Wiryawan. Why did he choose that company? I just found out he's interested in hospitality. Had it not been like this, I could have been with him every day if he had interned at Papa's office. Everything became like this because Chika and her parents who took formalize our relationship in public.

Papa focused on his plan to open a new branch, then the internal affairs of the company were left to me. All monthly reports from each division, including the urgent daily reports I have to check carefully before being submitted to Papa. He just signed autographs.

So, I can't make a mistake. The work was used to me before, so I did not encounter any difficulties. But the burden this time was heavier so I was afraid that Papa would sign something that broke the law.

“Theo,” Papa knocked on my open door, “lunch time.”

“Good, Pa,” I replied.

Since we're going back to the office, I'm always in his car at lunchtime. After all, I can't stand the traffic jam in that solid hour. It is better that the driver is struggling with the road atmosphere that I do not like.

Unlike usual, the location of the place where the food is close to the office. Lunch at the hotel restaurant. This person we met must be an important person. I followed Papa who walked with his trusted assistant to our appointment.

There were three men who had already gotten one table for six people. They greeted us kindly and invited us to sit down. After ordering each other's food, Papa started talking to them. I'm just listening.

“Amarilis, here!” someone not far from our right.

I turned my head and saw Om and Aunt Wiryawan were there. They looked towards the door, then I looked in the same direction. Norman walked with Amaryllis. I intended to say hello, but locked him up considering I came with Papa.

What are they asking my future wife to meet the four of them? Isn't he just an intern? Since when was the Norman family close to Amaryllis?