I Choose You!
#148 Confirmation
It feels uncomfortable. I just walk.
“Udah. Can be alone,” papa refused help brother Fares.
He replaced my role which should have led papa to enter the house. People who just got out of the hospital look vulnerable. However, papa did not want to be seen as weak. Still strapping.
Aunts from inside opened the door. Papa seems to be tired and relaxing on the living room sofa.
“Not directly to room, uncle?” Fares stood by the sitting papa.
Papa's face is like insinuating, “What do you do out of the hospital if you go back to the mattress?”
“Kan uncle just got out.”
“You are the doctor?”
Fares shook his head, “I'm just worried.”
Papa even stood up, “Malah meningan motion.”
“Uncle to where?”
“Read something,” the steps are still slowly still running away, “Bi, please tea Licorice Root, which yesterday just bought.”
“Ready,” aunty walks away after helping to clear papa bag.
Fares silently felt the sofa beside the place he was sitting.
The people in this neighborhood really know, persuading him would be impossible if he believes strongly. Like the intention is a brick that is arranged and reinforced with cement.
Soft hand grasping, can I feel pulling slowly, “Rasyi, promise?”
Stubborn, which is just a wrecking ball that can shake him huh?
I don't think it's that simple. Can I just shut up?
I made my face as innocent as I could, “What promise?”
“Rasyi...”.
How can I always be weak by just hearing my name called him?
My mouth can't stop being upset. It feels really jumpy. I'm like sour candy, which in me is not as sweet as my acting.
He stroked my head even though I was still standing upright, “So I don't know Rasyi is strong. Speaking of which would be easy. Yes right?”
Still, I can't move my heart.
“Remember no, Rasyi time caged uncle time Firna want to go to the beach?”
My head's spinning. Oh, I guess what he meant when I was in elementary school. Yep. It never happened and it was never forgotten because I didn't even finish the tambourine for a week. It's all because I didn't do PR before.
However, “Why?”
“Remember time sister logged in?”
Oh, “Snack of laughter because Rashi nagged to White?”
Why is Fares laughing again?
At that time I was just very upset. I nagged the white guy I was hugging while working on PR. The rabbit did not move like he was drunk because he heard. And when Brother Fares came, he got up and hit me with his foot.
Yeah, that's funny. Even the white, my long-dead rabbit, knew that I was stubborn and that my scolding was irritating.
“Ready?”
I'm nodding. Must be willing to talk, or none of this will be finished.
We made it to papa's destination, papa's library.
“Why?” dad sits reading on the couch.
Doubt to answer. But Fares' non-loosening hand pulled me slowly to get closer.
“Uncle, there's something we need to talk about.”
Silently, papa looked at us. I let out a breath. Fares is still leading me to sit next to Papa.
“What's up?” papa still asks.
“Uncle, there is one thing uncle needs to know. We, in fact see...” even Fares is also doubtful.
“Seeing Ira in my room?”
Aaa....
He could talk about it casually like that. Even though he realized we knew it, did he need to be that cute?
This is a big deal for me!
“Hendra start talking? Indeed he should know if we want to get married,” papa again looked at Fares who has not sat down, “Or you who do not agree?”
So right? They want to continue their relationship more. And become a beautiful new family, without the scars of his first wife.
Is it Cinderella? It's hilarious!
“Uncle, this is not me,” Fares looked at me, “You better talk again. I think it's necessary.”
I can feel papa's gaze. But I don't want to talk yet.
“Rasyi,” Rizki called me.
And I kept quiet.
“Ya, right,” papa agrees, “Can leave us?” he asked Fares to leave?
Fares looked at me as if asking for my wish.
That's.great idea. Anyway, Fares is still an outsider. Issues like this should start with an inside discussion. It started with me and papa.
I smiled, “Rasyi is fine. Brother wait outside first huh?”
That smile really calmed me down. Step away and close the door.
All right, where do I start?
“... no...,” is not what I am concerned about.
“Rasyi don't want Ira to be a new mom?”
“Not,” I don't mind that either.
“Rasyi, if Rasyi does not talk, papa does not know what is wrong.”
I. I don't know....
That finger was playing with my long hair. Braided it as usual when we sat together.
This pleasure has not happened for a long time. I was in the hospital for three days as a patient. For a long time we were not happy with each other like this....
Happy huh?
I sighed, “Rasyi it does not matter if papa wants to marry again. If papa really wants that..”.
You have to accept it sooner or later, right?
Sorry, Fares, I just can't bear to refuse.
“Rasyi don't want to marry again?”
“Not what.”
“Not that papa meant. Rasyi doesn't want to have a new mom?”
“Not what.”
“Rasyi,” the sound is more firm, “See papa.”
I don't know why I didn't intend to follow her words.
“Rasyi, look here,” papa's hand feels forced twisting my gaze, “Why is Rasyi sad so?”
“No!” I stomped my face, “I'll accept that papa really wants to get married again. Rasyi is fine!”
“What?”
Why is he acting like that? It's been hard enough for me to be here.
“Shortly. This is what Fares.” means
“Do not change topic.”
“No. This must be a misunderstanding.”
“What?!”
Papa controlled the direction of my face view again, towards him, “Listen. Papa wants to marry again, because of Rasyi.”
Heh?
“Papa thinks Rasyi wants to have a new mama.”
Aye? “Means?”
“Rasyi thinks papa wants to be with Ira because he likes it?”
“Indeed not?”
“No,” papa back playing my hair, “Papa just Ira so because I thought.... Rasyi wants Ira to be Rasyi's mom.”
I'm the one who wants to? “Rasyi no...”
Papa laughs, “It turns out we both misunderstood.”
Wait, wait wait wait wait wait!
Let me get this straight!
So, papa and Ira are close to each other. Papa said they wanted to get married. But apparently, papa did all that because he thought that's what I wanted. He thinks I want a mother who's Ira's aunt.
The conclusion is, we try to do each other's wishes that never really existed.
Heh?!
“Rasyi, listen papa,” he swept my poniku back, “Honest, Rasyi want new mama, or not?”
“No! Rasyi is happy just like this!”
Oh? I said it clearly?
Papa laughed again. Her seat was not even separated from her sofa backrest, but it was still playing with my hair. Made me, who was not leaning in, twist my body until I could see his face.
Back I talk, “Does papa really want to marry again?”
“Papa is satisfied so widower,” he smiled, “Urus Rasyi is tired.”
Really?!
He upheld his seat, “Papa will not marry if Rasyi does not want to have a new mama.”
“Rasyi also does not want.”
The smile was broad. It kisses my forehead, “Still sad?”
I smiled, “Not~” instantly I hugged this man.
However, I took it off in a few seconds. Staring at him was annoyed with my amused face.
“But Rasyi is angry!”
Can it make me think until the brain to the knees and the feet to the ears?!
“Hmm...,” as usual, what does not matter. The smile is not lost, “Next month want birthday how?”
I kept quiet for a moment. He always finds a way to forget my anger.
“Celebrate at the cafe! Must!”
