Sons & Daughters

Struggle

A loud voice sounded from the kitchen. I tried to steal a glance, in secret. Until someone from behind patted me on the shoulder. Forcing me to look

"Don't worry son," said the mother, putting on a clear face

"Why would you do something like this, ma? Didn't you say, I'm free to make my own choices?"

"You're right, baby. But your papa must have meant to do all this. Never mind, you take it easy." Mama smiled, and I was still worried about the son in there

"You don't dare cheat to help him yes" Papa said. Makes my emotions rise sharply.

"Papa! papa says I can choose my own partner. Why even do something like this! "

"Daughter, don't you dare argue with papa's words. Later when it's time, papa will call you to come in! "

I went out and stayed away from home. Seeking calm from the noise of papa. Will the Son be able to satisfy papa. I'm musing. Thinking of papa doing this for me.

"What a child am I. Papa is always setting me up," I grumbled while putting on a sullen face all the way

Seen in the sky kite chasing. The sound of the children's laughter running around, managed to take off my fatigue for a moment. I smile. I thought as if the child was me. He laughed, without burden.

It's been 1 hour, after I left my house, with all the confusion. Inevitably, I had to go back. Because papa called me to come home. Upon arriving at the door, I was astonished. "Superficial" I thought. "Why is it that there are no people? Where are they all going?"

I went inside and searched every corner of the house. There's no one. There was only a letter stuck in front of the refrigerator.

I opened the hood with curiosity. There are two types of food available there. The first plate of fried rice and the second is my favorite tilapia.

"What does this mean?" I said while bringing the plate containing fried rice closer to me.

I scoop that lump of rice into my mouth. It was spicy, savory, and a bit of soy sauce in my mouth. This fried rice, it's pretty good. The eggs are cooked properly. And equipped with a little vegetables, such as chickpeas, carrots and corn that are cut into small pieces.

Next I ate the tilapia fish. However, just taking a sip of the sauce, I stopped because of the spiciness. How many peppers are in here. Besides, this gulai is also too acidic for me.

Even so, I still ate the fish gulai. My mom taught me not to throw food away. I ate this fish gulai, not because I only listened to my mother's advice. But I want to appreciate the man who made this food for me. I don't want to, he's disappointed to think I don't want to taste his cooking.

Gulai tilapia, I can only spend half of it. Meanwhile, the fried rice earlier, I finished. Next, I put the value to both dishes, on the paper that has been prepared by papa in the hood serving.

"It's over, son?" said papa from behind me

"Father," I answered

"Alright, now you and the Son wait with mom in the living room. Papa will be there soon and announce papa's decision."

Me and the Son could only be quiet with each other. I could see a sweat on the forehead of the Son that was quite a lot. He looked nervous and was biting under his lips. As for me, I can only wish the best for both of us.