Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Loud Reproval

Oma looked seriously at her son while talking at the dinner table the next morning. After last night delivering his message at dinner, this morning Daddy had to receive a new dish at breakfast. It was different from last night where Oma ordered her son to sleep in the pavilion and not try to enter the house at midnight, this morning he told his son to carry out his orders correctly: take me to school and make sure I can have a quiet exam for the next month.

"Remember, yes, Gibran, just take her to school and wait until she gets home. Don't stop by anywhere. You should also go home on time. And remember, once you get to school, go straight to the gate. Don't get excited in the car. Do I need to tell Mr. Ujang to drive so you're not alone?"

Somplak! Daddy giggled while I was horrified. Oma seemed to know what Daddy had done to me while driving me to school that time.

"No need, Mom. Gibran will obey Mom's orders well."

Sure can? Given that she likes to kiss me so much, I'm not sure she can hold back.

"Kejora?"

"Yes, Oma?"

"Don't give it to yourself before she officially marries you, including a kiss. Can I make an appointment with Oma?"

I was stunned, then nodded and agreed. I dare not dispute it at all. "Yes, Oma," I said. "I promise."

And, gone. Oma shouldn't have told him to come home. Just let Daddy get away from me if we can't make out. Hicks!

"I'm sorry, ma'am, if the Madam herself is worried about people's views, should they not be married off?"

Oma shook her head. "It's not yet time, Bi. Kejora must finish school first."

"I mean I got married in series first, so."

"Oh, sorry, Madam. I'm just expressing my opinion."

Geez, why so spread like this? Daddy and I could only be quiet.

"I understand what Auntie means. But I don't agree. Do not make serial marriage as a tool to justify relationships or avoid ridicule from society. The series marriage harms women and only benefits men, and is only religiously legitimate, but not recognized by the state. Let's say I'm a colossal person, but I'm the type of woman who thinks about the negative impact of serial marriage. There are a lot of women out there who are victims of the epidemic and the cultivation of serial marriage. Many legal wives are secretly polygamous by husbands because of the validity of siri marriages, and there are many children who are forced to become products broken home because their mothers choose to part with their husbands rather than they have to live together. And, there are many despicable women out there who snatch people's husbands but pretend to be holy just because they are not adulterous. They use siri marriage as a shield from their happy deeds over the suffering of others. And do you know, for them legitimate wives, hearing the word serial marriage is painful, like a wound sprinkled with salt, let alone seeing serial marriage increasingly endemic among the community. Nope, don't make that a tradition. Understood?"

All compact nodded. This morning Oma suddenly made a fiery speech because of the unexpected apology of Aunt Sum. But what Oma said was true. I agree with his opinion. And if there's a community of siri marriage repellents, maybe I'll join Oma. Don't make it a tradition. Although you want to marry a married man, ask to be married officially and with the permission of his legal wife. And, be sensitive to the feelings of other women. Be a woman of honorable wife status, not a woman who offends another woman in the name of love. Unless your love is like shit.

"And for the two of you," he said, making me and Daddy almost jump. "Mother asks you to marry, not now, instead of embarrassing you with your vulgar courtship in public. Understood?"

Again, we were embarrassed. I think it's Oma's real purpose why she sent Daddy home: to rebuke us both directly. Shame on that together.

"Do you understand, Gibran?"

"Yes, Mom. Gibran apologized."

"You're the Kejora, you understand?"

"Yes, Oma," I said, without daring to look at her. "Kejora also apologized. The promise of this kind of thing won't happen again."

"Good." Then Oma turned to Daddy until the adult man also promised. He won't repeat it either. "Please continue with your breakfast."

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