Occasions
CHAPTER 20 | Issues Start Enlarging
Just as my foot was stepping on the kitchen doorstep, my father immediately greeted me. “Again, son dad!” sumringah. I just shook my head, father doesn't change, still thinking of me as his young daughter. Teenage. Not a grown woman.
“Morning, Well, Mother.” I pulled one of the chairs on the dining table and sat down. Pour a cup of hot tea and sip slowly.
The kitchen space in this house became the only room most important for our family, therefore this room was made open by father. Open because the wall is made of glass panels that directly lead to the back garden. Make the freshness of the eyes more felt.
“You permission, yes, Darling?” ask mom while serving me a plate of omelets.
“I take leave permission, Bun. All want a new year here. Can, ‘kan?” I looked at my father and mother in turn.
“Annual leave?” Dad made it clear, I nodded.
“Good dong, if so let all we kumpulin family. We haven't collected.” in a long time Mother gave me an idea.
“Yes, there is Reza too, so there is a help,” said father again.
Spontaneously I lifted my face and looked at my father with my eyes round, I just remembered the presence of him that I wanted to question. “Nah, yes! That's what I want to ask! Why didn't you tell me last night that she was here? Why is she here too?” angry protests.
“She nemenin dad fishing yesterday,” replied dad casually while enjoying his breakfast.
“Dad asked him to come here?” my question is still in debate.
I was a little surprised this time, even arguably really astonished and felt strange. Maybe because I haven't told my parents the truth, so they treated Reza's presence with normal. Like old times.
If only they knew what Reza had done to me, they probably wouldn't have done this well to this ignorant man. I was so sorry to see my mother serving him so much. Take a cutlery for her, and pour hot tea into the cup next to her omelette plate. Basic spoiled!
“Loh, mother kirain, you two make a pact to meet here?” said mother.
“Kirain's father also so .. because last month the time of the phone father, he said Adel, Reza was busy with his cooperation. So I thought you guys made a deal to come home here, vacation together.” Father explained while staring at us in turn. While the mother also did the same thing, while sitting next to the father.
“No, no, Om, Auntie, Adel doesn't know if I want to come here, I also don't say anything to him,” explained Reza then patted my shoulder.
Father and mother look understood, maybe they feel there is an awkwardness between the two of us. Obviously, the two of them must have seen a different way of treating Reza from the previous months. Yeah, that must be it.
No longer do I speak a word. Just enjoying the omelette on the dinner plate in front of me. While the father, mother and Reza, again continue their chat about yesterday, while telling me what happened yesterday. From their story, it was clear that Reza seemed to treat both of my parents like his parents too, respect and filial. Making my parents never stop comparing me to him. Adored and praised himself and was proud of the nature and character of the man.
It's true, Reza is indeed such a good and sincere person, selflessly. It's just that the events that happened to me can't just be forgotten. For months I tried to get up and it took a struggle. And now, he came back without guilt. Coupled with his tongue-licking prilah on my friends. Isn't that too cruel?
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