The RoofTop Girl's

Take a look at the chest

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Auroras

The three-day leave had to be added because papa and mama insisted on holding him to stay.

Today even Papa was very excited to take him around the clinic that has been transformed into the Hospital.

"This hospital papa stubis already almost 26 years ago. Originally it was just a small maternity clinic, where papa opened an afternoon practice." Kekeh papa while embracing his shoulder walked down the corridor.

"Look at the Rooftop that's in that building, it's your papa and mama's historic place. So historic until now, our anniversary is celebrated there both."

"Oh yeah, what kind of history is it?" He glanced at the face of the father who always smiled warmly if it was talking about mama, making him envious, there is still a stock of men like papa, he wanted.

"Your father and mother started a relationship from there, got married there, spent the honeymoon there, you were born while we were still living there. Uh papa Dimas and mama Sonia are also acquaintances there, in Rooftop that."

"Oh yeah?"

"Hm... So historic. That's why papa always take care."

"Well now, papa wants you to continue this Hospital, there must be someone who takes the leadership relay. That's why papa insists on you becoming a doctor. Papa will gradually age and not. Papa wants our Hospital to continue to succeed until the next generation."

He smiled wryly, trying to shift his gaze in all directions so as not to see papa's face. I don't know, for now he's not interested in coming back.

His contract in Hokkaido is still six months away, he can still think before deciding to return or not.

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Subterfuge

She's the girl I named Aurora 24 years ago. The star of my heart, the spirit of life, the light of my soul. I never thought she would grow up to be a beautiful, smart and talented girl. Her face resembled Audrey, who if she smiled then anyone would be amazed at her.

But whether it's just my feelings, it looks like my Roraku is keeping something. There is something he hides and is obvious if he avoids going home in recent years.

For four years in a row we have never celebrated Lebaran in Indonesia, because Rora who was said to be busy did not have time to go home. Finally we who joined him spread in the land of twin towers and one year ago in the land of Sakura.

This time, I couldn't help but ask. I looked at her face, Rora was more open to me than her mother. Maybe we have a very strong bond.

"Is there a problem, son? tell papa."

"You know there must be something you hide from us, something you avoid."

I see, Rora's eyes are round. The girl nodded slowly.

"Is there someone you like? you avoiding that guy?"

Sontak Rora is wide-eyed, I expected. She's exactly like Audrey, quick to guess. "So who is he? can you tell me?"

"No..."

"Come on, I'm your Daddy.."

"He didn't love me..." Rora breathed out slowly.

"Because of her you decided to never go home?"

I took a deep breath." Papa was like you." I looked at my son's face warm. "Love the wrong people."

"Before you met Mama?" Rora guess.

I nodded briefly." He was papa's foster sister first. Somehow papa really likes it, papa intends to propose, even the ring has been bought. But we're not a fool."

"It is not always possible to avoid, for evasion is cowardice. Face your chest for something that is not meant for us. There's a lot of happiness coming after that."

Rora nodded meaningfully. "My contract in Hokkaido is still six months away."

"Papa will wait for that time...."

"Come, we're going home. Your mama called earlier, she's already cooked a typical Palembang bone shackle." I enthusiastically grabbed my daughter's arm. He smiled awkwardly and held me tight.

"Why don't you ever protest your mama's cooking?"

"Why protest?"

"Oh my God, papaaaa... Mama's cooking sucks?!"

I laughed, because for me there is no delicious cuisine in the world other than Audrey cuisine, although well I did not deny the words of Rora, that the cuisine of her mother a little bad.

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ABI

I just buzzed in response to the receptionist's call on the phone, then wriggled while stretching the muscles that were hurting. From the end of my eyes I could see a blonde-haired girl sleeping beside me. I don't know who she is, but for sure last night's game made me quite satisfied.

At least, for a while.

After the receptionist's phone closed, this time my phone rang. From the driver assigned by the airline I worked for to pick me up from the hotel and drive me to the airport. He was ready in the lobby, when he should have come in half an hour. But at least the driver made me have a reason to immediately leave here, fortunately before the blonde woke up, and prevented me from making a dizzy move.

Having one night stand is great. However, the problem after that makes dizzy because the women do not seem to know the term one night stand. They only know the term commitment. Fuck the commitment because it's something I'll never give you.

Once upon a time, I gave my heart to a woman. But I was just thrown away.

“Sorry, I cannot marry you. I cannot live in constant worry because of your work. We can't be together.”

The words still ring in my ears. A very fabricating reason. However, the reason for the bullshit was in fact successful in breaking down the defenses of my heart until I became numb.

Once again I looked at the woman who was sleeping in my bed. No need to play to feel pleasure for a moment.

I looked at the uniform I always wore. Never once thought that my life would be the same as a plane. Always fly to and fro, and only occasionally stop by. Forty-five minutes of loading time at each airport, before returning to flight. Well, it might take me two days to stay somewhere before I finally fly back.

Flying has become a part of my life. Especially since four years ago, when I promised myself to never settle down for long somewhere.

I also left the blonde who was still asleep. There was no goodbye. No kiss good-bye. Because after this, I won't see him again.

I closed the hotel room door behind me. I'm ready to fly.

To be Continue

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