My boyfriend's a Vampire

Episode 113: Return to the Fatherland

“Aaahhh..”.

Ryan screamed in shock when papa suddenly patted him on the shoulder and invited him to lunch.

“Aduh..Papa made a surprise Ryan aja,”seru the guy while holding his chest, his breath was wheezing with emotions.

Papa laughed, he sat on the edge of the bed facing his beloved son,

“So papa saw the door of the room open, and you seemed to be researching something from behind the window. So papa came in want tau,”papar the papa at length.

Ryan swallowed his saliva, his chin raised to look at the face of the father deeply.

“Like a bird or a bat that falls through a glass and then flies again. Could it be a vampire incarnation, Pa?”

“We have no more business with them, Son. All our ancestors from time immemorial have been assimilated with humans. We also have no grudge against vampires, ” said the father as he stood up and pushed Ryan's wheelchair towards the dining room.

“But..Bener,Pa. Ryan never met them.”

“You mean?”

“When High School, Ryan was attacked by Aro. He was one of the leaders of the volturi.”

“Volturi?How is it like in a movie?”

“But true,Pa. The volturi exist. Itu coven's biggest brand in vampires. Many of their descendants are extinct and they hate all of Ryan's ancestors who are now even successful in struggling with treasure and even living among humans freely.”

“So they're envious? Because marriage with fellow vampires means they do inbreeding. As a result, many are born deformed and die. If our ancestors were married to humans so all their descendants were blessed,”have the papa explained while opening the veil of food on the table.

There's a big piece of turkey chicken and a big bowl of beef soup. There are also pieces of fresh fruit, pineapple, apples, and grapes.

“Wow..There is a big turkey chicken,”Seru Ryan while widening his eyes, his tongue seems to move around his lips.

“Today is “Thankgiving Day”. Last week in November,”sahut papa while preparing to cut turkey meat with his knife.

“Oh yes. Big day here. The culture of each country is different. Papa still craves American habits.”

“Papa used to barely marry a bule woman. But papa's parents disagree.”

“Why,Pa?”

“Cultural factors,Ryan. Don't think too much. Lots of nutritious meals and lots of rest.”

Ryan was mangosteen while enjoying his food, his cheeks seemed to bulge, the back of his hands repeatedly rubbed the sweat dripping on his forehead.

“Ryan..Eating turkey chicken but like eating chicken kampung, many really sambelnya,”celtuk papa while laughing.

The habit of the man eating with spicy chili brought from the homeland can not be extinct, for him with sambal all the food tasted more delicious.

“Padahal turkey sauce roasted it cranberry sauce, mushroom sauce and giblet sauce. It's all here. Eat it also use mashed potato instead of rice,” said papa while chuckling.

“Papa said, Ryan has to eat a lot, which makes it greedy like this Pa,”sahut Ryan allows himself.

“Yaudah,why. By the way you left it for Ahmad. Cassian she.”

“It's still intact which half made dinner the three of us.”

“Most likely Ahmad is also celebrating at work. It used to be the habit of all offices here so.”

Ryan just nodded his head while drinking wine as a complement to the dish.

“Come Ryan..Buruan,”papa in the living room watching television.

His face looked as if he had shaved. The middle-aged man wearing a short-sleeved shirt of cream color combined with a black motif combined with black jeans that make his appearance look younger and attractive. Ryan was no less handsome, the guy looked handsome handsome in a t shirt in blue sky combined with white jeans.

“Ayo,Master. Let me drive to the airport,” said Ahmad who had looked neat with a brownish work suit.

“You don't work?”ask me with a face full of question marks.

“I permission half day,Master. Kasian Ryan, we're going a long time apart too,”sahut Ahmad while pushing the suitcase.

“Do not leave first,Mad. Let's have breakfast together,”ajak papa.

Ahmad put the suitcases back in place, washed his hands in the sink and reappeared with a smiling face sitting in front of Robert Sanders.

At the dinner table were three slices of sandwich bread filled with ham, cheese, and lettuce and a glass of fresh, white milk. Ryan enjoyed his breakfast in a wheelchair the same height as the dining chair in the room.

“You don't want to go to college anymore, Mad?”

“Ingin anyway,Master. But finances are limited so I just took a hospitality diploma.”

“I mean if can continue until you get the title.”

“Most possibilities can be,Master.”

“Alright, I will finance you later if Ryan comes back here again,” said Om Robert with a serious mimic.

“Really,Master?”ahmad asked with wide eyes happy, his mouth gaping as if in disbelief.

“True. Consider it our return of gratitude. Om hope you will also succeed in becoming a famous hotel leader. Ryan to continue his company in Indonesia.”

“Open branch here can also be later,Master.”

“Just pray ya!”

Sunlight shone on the eastern horizon presenting a reddish tinge in the sky, the birds singing merrily welcoming a new day. The taxi drove the three to John F International Airport. Kennedy in New York. Ryan enjoyed his first day back home in his wheelchair. Ahmad said goodbye after helping to drop the suitcases off at the airport door, the curly-haired young man waved and returned to the taxi. Ryan and the father let Ahmad go until the taxi he was riding disappeared from view. After checking in, the officer took Ryan to the health department, meeting with the ground staff to make sure that Ryan was fit to fly.

In the waiting room, many passengers were secretly paying attention to his condition. A handsome young man who is now forced to sit in a wheelchair. Two teenage girls whisper and laugh while looking at Ryan. This guy doesn't care about the cynical views around him. Now his life is down but he is sure to get through it well, it will all end in a few months. Ryan doesn't care what people think of him now as a disabled human being. Arriving at the flight stairs, the grounded staff folded his wheelchair and stuffed it into the trunk. Ryan was assisted by officers on the plane, sitting next to the father. They will travel for approximately 22 hours on the plane.

‘If papa could take Ryan high flying. We don't have to be tired of sitting on the plane, ” whisper Ryan in the ear of the papa.

Papa puts his index finger in front of his lips,”Hush..We're not pure vampires. We're going to be exhausted.”

“Iya. Like papa said. We're more human than a vampire.”

Ryan felt very saturated on the plane, his activities were just eating, sleeping, and watching television. One thing he likes the least is when his bladder is full and wants to pee in the toilet. Ryan was forced to ask the help of the father to divide him there because the condition of both legs has not recovered properly. The man closed his eyes so that when he woke up, he had arrived in his beloved homeland.

“Ryan's….Ryan….Wake you up, Son. It's mama,”a soft call felt echoing in her ears.

Just this time he heard the voice, Ryan opened his eyes which still felt sticky and glare, the back of his hand was laid covering his eyes. A very beautiful woman dressed in white whose tip dangled to the ground in front of her.

“Who are you?”

“I'm your mom.”

“Mama...”shouting Ryan.