Nadira (forgotten)

*I'm not a cheap woman

Being a good person in everyone's eyes is impossible and difficult,

Because people in general are too quick to impose punishment on others,

Although only heard through stories that have not been proven true.

Those eyes stared at me so sharply that they were piercing into my bones.

"What time?" ask her to the point without a stale base.

"Jam set 10" I replied lowered my head, not daring to look at him because I was guilty.

"Then?" ask her again with her firm voice

"Sorry, I had an extra job. I've given papah a message" I answered still lowered my head. Yes, I hit Papah's body because it did not focus on the front road, too afraid to unconsciously hit him.

"Want you come home this late, huh? among men, have I ever told you to work? did I ever sue you for something huh?" The difficulty with the series of questions.

"I just want you to follow all my orders, no less no more. Is that hard?" he said again with a weakened voice.

"Sorry pah" my eyes began to drip water, this was the first time papah was angry with me, despite his heavy affection for my sister Mita, but he never got angry with me until like this. Just a little advice if I argue with oma Rina, mamah Devi or Mita. Of course I will always be considered wrong by them, without wanting to hear the explanation first. It was common for me.

"What is this supposed to be?" Ask again and throw something in front of me. I look at that thing, photo? whose picture and why did Papah throw it in front of me?

I took the photo and turned it over. My eyes were surprised to see it.

"This is my photo of the time between by om Bagas earlier" I said in my heart, but if taken with a certain photo angle will look a woman and a man who was making out. Oh God what is this?

"Since when have you been a cheap woman, huh?" the clash was successful in making me jump in shock. This time he was very angry.

"But it's not like papah think pah" elakku because it was om Bagas when I was driving me, unfortunately I can not say that it was om Bagas, papah's sister. Because I promised.

"What base? it's obvious in the photo you're with the guy berc**and, on the side of the road again. Murrahan" I immediately raised my head, staring at the face of the person who had made me be in this world other than mother. I didn't know if those words came out of his mouth.

"Pa..pah could you say that to me, Papah's own son?" I dared to look into his eyes that had been staring at me sharply.

"Why? not accept? so don't be a girl. The sound of your mother no longer exists does not mean you are a wild woman like that Princess "he voice is getting higher but does not scare me, because what is alleged is not true.

"Where did the pictures come from?" ask me to find out.

"Don't need you to know where, just tell me how much they're paying you?"

I shook my head, how low papah was judging me.

"I'm not a cheap woman of merit" I said softly, tired of explaining to her, still in disbelief.

"This base what is Dira?" out loud, papah showed me the picture.

"I've said it's not what papah imagined, I'm not a cheap woman" I said to papah and was about to move from the face of papah, but suddenly

"Plaaac..

My cheeks are sore, sore, hot.May be clearly imprinted a picture of a hand there.

"Is he slapping me?" my grunts, my teeth were struggling to hold the anger in them.

"You are not polite. Old man still talking live play, from kloyong aja. It turns out that all this time papah is too liberating your association to be like this, not ethical" . I'm out of words. It's free if I keep explaining I won't be listened to. I wish I could tell you the truth, Aahhh. I can only treat him with nanar, am I his biological child or not? why is it as if I am just a stranger who happens to live in this house.

"Why can't you be like your mother, she's so kind and submissive. Your face is like Anjaniku but your behavior is different from him" he said softly shed tears, it looks like he was remembering my late mother, like there is regret from his eyes, I don't know.

"Why should a woman as good as a mother be a father?" I asked a question on my otaku.

"You don't know anything about that. So just shut up. And don't divert the conversation" the answer

"Well ask you again Nadira Putri, is it true that you peddle yourself because you are kespian?"

I didn't answer. No defense or anything. I clenched my hand describing my anger, then suddenly

"Bruugh.....

Call me and papah to see the source of the sound, and it turns out......