I'm Not a Man

Chapter 3

Papa approached me and my mother, he smiled kindly when faced with me.

"Welcome dear, you look a little smaller than you imagined well," said papa while holding my shoulder.

"I'm kind of thinking pa, so it's a bit smaller than usual," I said lying.

What's clear is how you want to look so strong. I am a woman, not a man who is very strong and strong. No matter how hard I exercise, I still cannot forget my nature as a gentle and unyielding woman.

"Oh, okay. Papa understands what you're thinking there. And don't worry about what's going to happen here, Nino" said papa.

I haven't been able to answer what Papa said. But someone already called papa with great respect.

"Boss, whose car is it, can we leave now?" said my papa's men.

"All right, we're going to the villa I've prepared for my son" said the father.

"Okay boss" said the man, retreating and leaving.

I just kept quiet to see what's going on right now. I try to digest what I see. My mind is also far away. I think my papa looks more like a mafia boss than a rich man in this country.

Wait, don't-don't, papa is a real mafia boss. Mama was afraid to really run away from papa. Mama was afraid that papa would kill her, if she just left. So that mama lebib choose to move all papa assets, so that papa can not dwell anymore, when mama made because of.

"Nino! What do you think, come with papa to the house that you have prepared for you and your mama," said papa made me surprised.

"Yes pa, let's go. Come ma," I said after I was able to dispel the shock.

"It turns out, papa's son is so strong spirit yes," said papa.

"I mean papa?"

"You're not surprised when papa calls in a high voice. You really are papa's son" said papa.

I just smiled a little, saying in my heart, 'I'm sorry, papa, I lied to you for mama. I am not a man. I am the daughter of papa, who without being able to resist, must wear this man's clothes'.

Me, papa, and mama, ride in the same car. While the other men, two behind us, and two cars in front of us. The first time, I got in the car with my mom and dad. It feels so beautiful, it's just that, if I really became my real self.

There was no conversation in the car while the trip was going on. There is nothing coming out of each of our mouths. My mom and I both chose to be quiet. Papa, it's the same.

Without feeling, that boring journey, I have passed too. We arrived in front of a very beautiful villa. Papa's men opened the doors of all our cars, then let us get out of the car.

"Welcome to your new home Young master" said the proud father.

"Thank you very much" I said briefly.

Apparently, this large and magnificent villa, has a lot of female servants who are waiting for me and my mother. They saluted me, as we began to enter the main courtyard of the villa.