Occasions

CHAPTER 21 | I'll Get You

Tokk tokk!

The sound of my bedroom door being knocked on by someone from out there, forced me to get out of bed and open the door. Just as I pulled the doorknob, Reza was standing neatly in the doorway. With the plain white T-shirt and jeans she wore, it made me think back to the times where I told her before, if I liked the man who looks like her now. I'm flabbergasted.

“Battle shower, get ready, send me to the market. Said dad, you know where dad often buy meat and other necessities.” Reza gave the order.

I was surprised by her, since we met this morning, she acted as if nothing had ever happened. As if I never hurt this heart. As if I never made a mistake with him.

With round eyes, I kept looking at her who was not moving from my doorstep until finally my father appeared from behind Reza.

“You Temenin Reza make shopping, here is the list that you have to buy, this trus money. Dad wants to call relatives.” Dad handed me a few hundred thousand bills, but I refused.

“No need, Dad, let me just,” I refused smooth while pushing back the hand of the father who was right in front of my stomach. “Do not. Just use my money, Dad. There's kok!”

Daddy thunts, “You it, always it ...”

“Mumpung I'm here. Later if I return to Jakarta, then I use my own money.” Dad smiled, then I flicked my finger to resuscitate Reza who looked as if she was daydreaming watching the two of us.

Ctaak!!

“Wait five minutes I'm ready!” I immediately closed the door and rushed to clean myself.

Once ready, I immediately went downstairs, looking for Reza's whereabouts which I had previously asked to wait for me to get ready. But I didn't find the guy's nose.

“Mother no see Reza?” ask my mother who happened to be in the television room.

“Must go up, he said his wallet missed in the room.”

Hearing that, I immediately set foot again, climbing the stairs leading to the guest bedroom. Just as I was about to knock on the door, Reza's figure came out of her room and smiled at me.

Again that smile, why am I always stuck in the same hole? I hope you don't drown this time.

After everything, Reza and I went straight to the market. Father really wants to gather his brother, as well as the mother who also does not want to lose with father. When we left, he was busy with a cell phone in his hand, which was also to contact his brother.

Large families of fathers and mothers are the most there in the vicinity of Bogor, some are outside Java. They have rarely been reunited, since the parents of father and mother are gone. Even on the big days, they rarely get together. And for some reason, this time father and mother had this plan. Maybe also because the father is the first child while the mother is the last child.

I still remember when I was a kid, where I was playing in the back garden of the house with a tent, playing camps, complete with cooking utensils. Talking to yourself at that time, as if having a partner in play. Until I was confused to see me.

I even told my father to give me a sister. So I have a friend to play with. However, it looks like you are traumatized by the process of giving birth. And it's been proven that up until now, I was the only child they had.