
I smiled enjoying a Sunday vacation at Oma's residence and grandfather, the parents of my second father. At first I wasn't sure if they thought of me but I've proven myself that all the bad shadows are only in my mind because of the many stories I hear about family.
" Are you ready, brother?"
Said Oma who came to call me with a call like mom and dad.
" It's Oma, is Oma really not coming?"
I said make sure again, because I hope full Oma and grandfather come to the suburbs with us.
" Next time Oma will follow ya!."
Said he rubbed my head.
" Yes Oma, Angel wait for Oma to come."
I said, pulling a bag of clothes.
" sister?"
Call that woman before I actually step out of the classic-shaped room that originally scared me enough.
" If your father is quiet a lot, don't be discouraged! Your father was so ."
I smiled and now I'm beginning to realize that not everyone can keep smiling while talking and not everyone keeps talking to show their affection.
" Angel has learned the character of Oma's father! And Angel will get used to it all."
I said then the woman's face was smiling warmly, tightly hugging my small body and rubbing my back until the warm exchange of affection felt up to the heart of my heart.
I waved as Dad's car started to go, The sound of the car horn coming down was heard greeting a married couple who were waving and smiling farewell greetings.
I sat quietly with a heart that kept on flowering , yes, the reason my father and mother brought me here is to tell me something they can't say, but those who know me are pressing for a confession.
Yes this is where I and my new family, sit with the rhythm of the song that accompanies our way home , Mother continued to sing with Aulia who was warmly welcomed by my father and grandfather's grandmother said it made me participate in opening my voice and now the boisterous excitement of voices clashing with each other in the car with good sound.
Imagine if this car was an open pit! Surely our voices will dominate the streets of the capital and fear that all will sing along as we pass by those who are speeding along with us.
Thank God for what you replaced! For those of you who have the same father as me . Not that he is not good and does not accept you, it is he who cannot speak like a child and Father actually has affection and wants to protect but cannot be said.
Nor does he not accept us. , only we can make peace with time. Accept him like your parents, whether it's a second father or a second mother coming into our lives, we just need time to accept him . Try to open a little in your heart and you will feel happy without hesitation.
I'm Angelina my story this time Soha can all enjoy it. I thank my mother for introducing a man like me. I thank Dad for accepting and loving me as much as you love your biological daughter.
EXPIRE