SECOND FATHER

Eps 1's

I'm Angelina, a fifteen-year-old Angel girl living with all the limitations of affection after ten years ago, an event that made my feelings so painful, not accepting the situation but I was a little confused about my family problems at that time.

" Mom why are we leaving here? why don't you come with Mom? Mom mom ! ."

as soon as little Angelina whined when my tiny hand was forced to leave the house with a pile of suitcases stuffed into the trunk of my mother's black car.

" Sweet forgive mom, huh ? we gotta get out of here, mom ."

my mother said with teary eyes and did not continue her sentence.

From far away I saw the face of my father standing in the doorway with a solid wall in white. His eyes looked at me deeply as if this was indeed a farewell to us.

" father? ".

call me to the man who doesn't move.

" Come with your mom, if Angel misses you, I'll ask you to drive you here "

he said calmly or maybe it was just contrived because I saw his hands occasionally clenched together holding what.

" it's Angel we have to go now, later let me explain if it's at grandma's house."

Said my mother trying to speed up time whether it was true or maybe when explained I would not understand.

The black car drove by leisurely I opened the window glass a little wide so that fresh air would enter as well as the wind that blew the long hair down.I saw the trees walking fast as if they had long legs .

" Mommy ? can Angel buy sweets !".

I asked with eyes full of half-bluffing twinkle as the cotton sugar merchant was rolling up the cloud-like food on a handle made of paper.

My mother's breath is enough I understand bowed my face and then pressed a button on the door that made the glass come crawling up.

My eyes opened wide with a smile that showed off toothless teeth that made my eyes narrow.

" this time I'm letting Ngel, but when I get home, Grandma's mom wants Angel to clean your brown teeth ."

exclaimed mother anxiously touching the tip of my nose.

My chatter so much when the car drove back through the yellow lights that were ready to change red with one hand coolly holding the handle of pink cotton sugar.

it did not take long now the yard of the house with one mango tree that is not so high but so many fruits and can be taken just by extending his hand.

Bruukks

" Granny !"

I shouted as my small body retraced on the paving block and ran over the middle-aged woman's arms .

" Ealah ayu , do not run anyway nduk can fall later you !"

" Angel's grandmother misses Grandma ."

I said my typical five-year-old voice then glanced towards the door looking for the figure of the man I called grandfather .

" Your grandfather was taking a bath, just came home from the market earlier ."

he said it as if he knew my thoughts.

Swiping my dear long hair that has been in two pigtails with a funny ribbon on it before I devour cotton sugar so as not to stick in my beautiful hair said the mother

" go in there first, grandma will help your mom first."

his order then stood closer to the mother who was circling the black car to pick up some suitcases that we brought.

" let me help."

said the grandmother with warm smiling lips as usual.

***

" Angel?"

call mom to break my daydreams . My little frame put back and then stare at the open door.

" mother."

I said then walked closer to the woman with not so long hair.

introduce her to Riska the almost forty-year-old woman I call mother.

" What's wrong, Mom?"

Ask me as soon as I get to the doorway standing in front of him .

" All day in the room let's sit in front of us watching together."

Invite mom to try to persuade me to join them , yes, the mother has remarried to a male figure who maybe according to the mother is a male figure with all his responsibilities and is able to accept the state of the mother who was then single parents.

Seven years ago I knew enough about the circumstances of both my parents and my mother deciding to remarry and now a five-year-old little princess comes into our lives, I'm not angry just that I feel that my mother's affection was divided a lot after the arrival of the man I should have called Dad.

" Angel's still doing schoolwork, ma'am."

I replied to reject the mother's invitation and try to stay in the comfort zone if said teenagers today.

Mother nudged did not dare to force and it might be difficult for her to just invite me to gather in the family room.

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