I Choose You!
#104 A I U E O
“Aaa!” it's cold! What is this on my cheek?! “Papa!”
“Called not heard,” papa kept the bowl with the rest of the small cubes of ice cubes off my cheek.
Back I moved my hand rounding the dough piled up in front. Put it directly into the water that has not been boiling on the stove.
“Harun why again?” papa did what I did.
“He wants a student exchange. The one I told overseas yesterday.”
“Hmm.., good.”
I stopped my hand, “That's Rasyi's fault, huh?”
“From where?”
“From... everything?”
Papa sighed, “Why does Rasyi feel wrong?”
I quietly heard that. All I can say about this is that my conscience cannot bear it.
“Rasyi said no more urucin,” papa took the skimmer and stirred up his cooking.
“But if he... duh! Difficult!”
Papa raised some circles that looked mature, “Nothing corresponds to one hundred percent of Rasyi's wishes. Sometimes you have to choose one.”
My hands are covered in plastic gloves. The dough left there stuck one by one my fingers even though it did not directly hit my skin.
This should be sweet father and son time. But my head still could not find peace.
Aaaa!! My brain why is it like this?! Though this is not as complicated as my grandfather's insane problem. Then why can't I find a solution that can make me relieved?
“Papa ask. Not just papa want to know,” hmm? “Papa confident same ability papa. Papa can help a lot.”
Silently I responded. It sounded strange to find a papa who boasted of his own ability. Even if what he said was true.
I continue to form the meat dough, “According to papa, how should Rasyi?”
“Let's aja.”
Wow, “Really, pa?”
“Harun is smart. He knew when he had to give up. Rasyi also couldn't possibly accept him anymore right?”
I'm speechless. When you look at it, there are only two options. Accept it like nothing strange happened, or let go of it and leave the wound wide open.
Just like Aaron talked about in the Mall before. All I can choose is one.
“Papa could not possibly be a rasyi, too,” of course papa like that.
I continued talking, “What are friends not the way out?”
“Indeed she wants?”
Stopped. Remembering what I just replayed.
For Aaron, being a friend was like an insult to him and made him angry.
“That's not the wrong thing,” I complain still hard.
“Rasyi ever think?” papa finishes last dough, “Help Aaron is unlikely to receive.”
Hm?
Papa takes off his gloves, “Rasyi has moved on. But Aaron must be hard. Choose to keep away from you, it's true.”
I'm speechless.
“You have agreed to release. Give him time alone.”
I can't about that. The heart can be easily hurt. But it is not easily cured. Sometimes it depends on time.
Huuuh.
“If the time is finished, what... everything will be good?” I want to make sure again.
“Depends on what he receives. Unexpected,” papa's remarks cannot be denied.
Just like dong like I let it all go. Letting it all get worse.
“Huuuh..., yes already, papa permission if Rasyi want memento.”
A keepsake? The farewell gift?
No. gabe. Maybe I mean papa I can I can give him a gift so that my impression is better. So there is a big possibility, time can bring good things.
I see papa, “Homemade cookies, can I?”
“Hmm, but make it clear that it's just a memento.”
At least, my heart could sense that this would fix it in the future.
The stew was finally cooked. Papa put it away clean. Until I finally finished cleaning the equipment we just used.
“Not that the problem, huh?”
Hm? “What?” I ascertained the meaning of papa's words earlier.
“Rasyi have other thoughts?”
Another thought? I thought of what else... oh⏤aaaaaa!! Don't remember! Don't remember! Don't remember!!
“There's a reason Aaron's really bright. He's been stubborn all along. The reason must be heavy,” pa, not the time to hypothesize. I know papa must always be on target.
I try as hard as possible not to give him more clue, “Just don't want to be friends. And papa doesn't give me a chance either. How else do you want to continue?”
Papa won't suspect that I'm showing a normal expression.
But why is this man even looking at me so sharply?! I've learned a lot about papa's mind-reading system. It shouldn't be found out!
“Harun.. said you like Fares.”.
...
Be ordinary. The ordinary!!
I show you my best surprised and confused face, “Heh? What else is that? Yes, it is possible!”
“Hmm.., means true.”
Nay! Have to calm down now!!
Let's start yelling, “Iiih! Not yes, not!”
“Means, Rasyi still does not accept if you like Fares.”
Hold, Rasyi! Keep your sense of calm, “Aaaa! It's up to papa!”
Papa chuckles, “Rasyi does like Fares kok.”
Don't lure!
“Hmm... possible since the age of fifteen.”
Don't react! If I react, he can make it a proof of the truth of his original argument.
“Rasyi so often ask to see Fares.”
Aaaaaaaa!! The devil whose work seduces my mind! Go~!
What else does this guy want to do? He took off his apron and walked over to his phone which was on the dining table. Don't let your guard down. Stay cool. This unexpected papa can bring out a deadly thing just to make me confess what he believes.
He called someone?
“Halo, Fares?”
Tu, ki, di, he called Fares?!
“Just ask,” he wants to ask what? “You're again on the toilet?”
A, I, U, E, O WHAT?!! Di, di, what's he talking about?!
“No. Rasyi wants to know,” from where?!
I approached him directly. Running away from some of the kitchen furniture that was between where I stood and papa. Making sure my hand was on target grabbed that phone, and turned it off.
Slender....
Papa sounds, “Why? Going to the toilet?”
AAAA!!
“Aaa!” please dong mobile phone, do not surprise people who are already tense!
“Who?”
I looked at papa's phone screen. It's not wrong, Fares.
Should I lift it?
Don't let your guard down! My reaction should remain normal. It's like nothing happened. Lifting the call from papa's phone if I find it, that's also a normal reaction.
It's fine. The important thing is to calm down. Not just hooked! My brain can't be carried away by misbehavior.
Remember, Rasyi, don't talk about toilets!
I'll pick up the call, “Kak Fares, on the toilet?”
...
AAAAAA!!
“Ppht... hehehehe,” the sound of papa's laughter that I've been behind is heard echoing in my head.
[“Heheh, why, Rasyi?”]
The sound of Brother Fares really makes me more confused what to respond to.
[“Uncle to where?”]
“Bersi-in toilet,” please stop, my tongue.... I beg~
“Hehehe hahaha hehe!” satisfied you laughed off, pa? Satisfied?!
[“So uncle called you. Why?”]
Papa still does not stop laughing even though he is approaching, “Again in the toilet.”
[“Eh? Any uncle?”]
“It's okay. Only Rasyi would like to say,” pa, papa called. Why is it me?!
“Nothing. Nothing!!”
“Hehehe,” papa took over his phone making me even more uneasy looking at him, “Yes already, Res. See you soon.”
He, turn off his phone?
No, don't lengaaaaah!!
Papa looked at me with his usual gaze⏤ “Hehehehe.”
“Stop laughing!!”
“Sorry,” papa fingers that stroke my cheek feel cold, “Papa do not follow again.”
When I realized, my face was warm. Can't measure anymore how embarrassed I am right now. I could even feel an annoyed expression pointing at papa.
“Remember only. Rasyi's feelings must be honest. Don't lie, okay?”
Although her advice was sweet, I could not smile sweetly at her. Not want!
“Oh, papa forgot to say,” he put his phone on the dining table, “Papa tomorrow work out of town again. Rasyi is ready to stay at Hendra.”
Heh?
I looked at this papa, who both looked at me in silence.
Tired of me.
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Mohm
Sorry Born Inner~♡♡~ love you
