Trapped In Two Choices

My fear at this moment

I kept silent in the room that morning, not wanting to go out let alone meet om pras, standing in the balcony of the room staring at the house from the second floor, hope the car used by om Pras will go to the office.

But for almost two hours I was standing on the balcony there was no sign that the car was leaving, the clock kept turning and it was almost eleven o'clock in the afternoon, I had to go to campus, I had to, there's no way I'm skipping college for the day.

I changed my clothes and went downstairs To go to college, I walked lazily, I no longer have the spirit to go to college.

And I also walked quickly through the living room and it turned out there were even people who at that time did not want me to meet.

"Where are you going?"

"You're the campus, today's afternoon class."

Because there was no answer, I went to the car garage to go to college and there was no ban or anything, so I just thought that I could still use the car.

Today I will study in the campus until the afternoon, maybe it is better, I will not meet Om Pras at all, because surely he will go to the office.

After the lecture was over I went straight home, I wanted to sleep and rest, my eyes were tired, because of the long crying.

After parking the car I took a deep breath, I am grateful that Om Pras car is not in the garage.

I also walked as I ran, entered the house.

But so shocked was I, there was something more I feared than an Om Pras, Mr. Sanjaya.

"Master!" I stammered.

"Tania, why still call me sir, call me papa!" He answered in front of all the servants in the house.

I kept quiet, and I saw two servants, wasting it on looking at each other, except for the Siti bik who already knew that I was the wife of Om Pras.

I walked closer to Mr. Sanjaya, and kissed the back of his hand, I saw mister Sanjaya smiling, a smile that might be very expensive, because I had never seen her since I met her.

I walked a bit away, spreading my gaze in all directions in the house but I still could not find Om Pras, where he was, and now where he went, I started to turn deathly pale, I was afraid that what I thought last night would happen, and now where he went, I was beginning to turn deathly pale, I was afraid that what I thought last night would happen, if I'm gonna move house to iron bars?

I squeezed my fingers at that time, so nervous, but I tried to be tough and would accept whatever decision they both made.

"Tania, where's Pras?" Mr. Sanjaya's question broke my daydream at the time.

"I don't know, sir, because I just got home from college." Answer me with a trembling voice.

"Did Pras not say where to go?"

I haven't had time to open my mouth to answer, even Siti who knows I'm afraid to give an answer even though it is not asked.

"Sorry sir, if I am presumptuous, Mr. Pras was out for a while, he said there is a need."

"That Pras is not an office?"

"No sir, today Mr. Pras does not go to the office, because he wants to rest."

"Who are you Tania kekampus with, why don't you ask between Pras, Pras is your husband."

"Sorry sir, uh papa 'cause Tania's on campus driving by herself."

"Drinked?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Means you have a lot of progress already being able to drive when it's only been a month you're here."

"Yes I was asked to drive, so I could be more independent."

"Yes, if you'll excuse me."

I also walked like a half-run, because indeed from earlier I wanted to run from in front of Mr. Sanjaya, my knees just shook, because from now on I wanted to run away from the presence of Mr. Sanjaya, but what I'm surprised is that Mr. Sanjaya did not ask about the quarrel between me and Om Pras.

And it seems that he is also not angry, did Mr. Sanjaya come alone to the house om Pras, and what is the real thing.

I kept my bag, on the study table, and quickly took a shower and changed clothes ,for fear that Mr. Sanjaya asked me to come down and have dinner.After finishing the books I brought to the campus I went down to the first floor, and by chance, once, om Pras car was heard entering the garage, I am grateful that means we will face all these misunderstandings together so that there are no more secrets.

Om Pras who just entered the same shock as me when he came home from campus, but this time it was not he who was stared at by Mr. Sanjaya, but he who looked at me sharply.

What else is this? Does he think that I asked his papa to come? I went back to talking to myself, I bowed my head not Daring to look at the two.

"Pras, where did you come home at this hour?"

"I have a need for an office."

"Are you in the office?"

"No, just meet the client outside."

"In that case, clean yourself up and have dinner, papa wants to talk before returning to Jordan."

Om Pras left the living room, but there was no warmth between the father and son when the two had not met for a long time, they both continued to talk as they would not know each other, the cold, flat look made me even more afraid.

"About 07:00 pm, we were all at the dinner table, I looked at the Siti's bik who was then signaling to fill the plates of her in-laws and her husband, it seemed that aunt was asking me to hide what was happening, but I was confused, but I stayed up and approached Mr. Sanjaya's plate.

"What do you want to eat, let me take it, right?"my ucapa, but my words had made om Pras look at me sharply, was he angry because of the call papa I mentioned to his parents.

I also moved beside Om Pras, and asked him what he wanted to eat, but the word was up to me.

I also filled the plate om Pras, with food that he often chose to eat only, I sat back and filled my own plate, while the atmosphere was silent, no one spoke at the dinner table.

After finishing and make Siti immediately clean up the dining table, I want to help, but I see again the head of the bik Siti sign that I do not need to help, I also according, I said, I'm afraid that Mr. Sanjaya will be angry with Bik Siti and the others.

After dinner, I sat in the room where I used to watch, but there, only Mr. Sanjaya stared straight at the television screen, but I'm sure at that time om Pras was the same as me, our thoughts were glaring somewhere.

"Pras, Tania, papa wants to talk seriously."

Om Pras and I simultaneously turned our eyes towards Mr. Sanjaya, But We still mute No one spoke.

"Papa's coming back to Jordan tomorrow, but papa wants to carry this burden with papa."

I was still silent, and heard what exactly Mr. Sanjaya wanted to say.

"Prass!" Staring at om pras who was at his side.

"I'm sorry, papa, maybe you're angry right now and hate papa, but what papa did all for your future, only you and your brother who you currently have."

Om Pras was exactly like a stone statue, silent did not answer, there was not even any reaction at that time, "indeed a cold creature like ice cubes where he could show his expression" I kept peeling in my heart to see the attitude of Om Pras.

" If you hate papa right now, papa knows how you feel."

I looked towards Mr. Sanjaya, as long as I met him I had never seen the other side of Mr. Sanjaya that I was currently seeing, I could feel that face was filled with burden and sadness, unlike the face I've encountered all this time, it's as if it doesn't have feelings.

But what exactly did mister Sanjaya want to say to us, I wonder in my heart about it, what is the secret that Mr. Sanjaya

hide actually?