Remember You
The Gifts

My two beads were staring blankly at the reflection of the body behind the vanity glass. Looking for something that can be corrected from my body. However, in fact I couldn't find it at all.

I've always been myself. But, for some reason, the contents of my head became very complicated. I don't usually think about what's been going on all day.

Along with that, the sound of the door being opened was immediately in the air. Featuring an adult male figure with a plate of cut watermelon in his right hand. He smirked a sweet smile. Then walked closer to my vision who was still busy looking in the mirror.

"What is your daughter doing?" tanyanya put caution while starting to put the plate on the nightstand near the bed. I held my body slightly to face him. Then a brief shake as a skeptical answer I gave.

"Alena's lying" he chided, "Alena can't lie to me at least"

That man is Lucas Zander Frenando, my father.

"It's okay, really" I said trying to convince him. Not long after, I caught up with Dad who was sitting on the lip of the bed. He stretched out his arms wide so that I could throw a hug at him. Comfortable, Dad is the only person who understands me well. Even though I never told and kept trying to shut myself down.

I let out a long sigh, "How was your day? is it fun to study at a new school?"

"Not fun at all" I looked up. Look at each other with Dad.

"Is there anything bothering my daughter? explain, I'll listen to everything" he said excitedly.

Five seconds later, I let go of the hug unilaterally. Then take a standing position right in front of the father while shaking his waist. Not forgetting to throw a sour face.

"First, those guys-that-"

"They guys?" cut off the father quickly. He is insensitive.

"Classman" my errata is no less fast. Father ber'oh' ria while raising his eyebrows high, intended to ask me to continue telling stories.

I took a deep breath as a sip. "First, those people gave me strange looks, then whispered behind me. Second, there was a student who threw a sarcastic question about my appearance. And third, there was another student who thought I was a man. I'm so pissed!"

Dad nodded his head understanding. Instead take a piece of watermelon and stuff it in your mouth, before finally saying "Try turning"

I obeyed his orders. I turned around slowly while my father looked at my appearance. He sits on his hands. His forehead wiggling. Dad is judging.

"They're not wrong either" I glared in shock at the sentence. However, father immediately chuckled softly so that I wouldn't strain "Your haircut is short, male-like. Your gay dressed too boyish. Your posture is too big for a woman. Then the way you stand up and walk like a thug. Sit you even megangkang. Not weak at all"

Is Dad mocking me too?

"Dad-"

"Just a second!" he suddenly said "Dad's got a phone"

He immediately picked up his phone which was stored in his pajama pocket. Then show me the screen containing the call notification. "Dad will pick up the phone, Impportan bussines"

A few seconds later the father got up from his seat, then switched to a short pecking at the top of my head. "Take your time, then go to bed!"

I just cleared my throat for a moment as hug as my father sauntered out of the room. Upset, the guy called at the wrong time. I was ready with my fists to buy my dad's belly. God was being kind to her.

"OKAY. Alena, take a breath.."

Uh! speaking of 'kind' I remembered Uncle Melvin.

After driving me to the front of the house, he gave me a gift. He said it was special and that opening it had to be heart-wearing.

I immediately ran to the study table - the place where the prize is now. Pull up the chair, then land the butt cheek a little hastily. Then begin to open it with great care until the contents inside of it are snooped up.

That instant also my eyes sparkled brightly. Uncle Melvin gave me a fancy black watch. The Rolex Datejust Diamond, which is famously very expensive. I tried it right away. It looks so good around my little wrist.

Not only that, Uncle Melvin also gave another prize that is no less interesting. Even spontaneously made my two eyebrows perfectly linked. A white robot doll, what does it mean?

Get off!

The ringing of the message notification successfully intruded on me. I quickly went to bed to get my phone. It was a message from Uncle Melvin. How fortuitous.

Just this time I knew someone was giving a gift but casually mentioned the price.

📤 His watch is good, but the robot is spooky.

📥 Why is it scary? The robot is funny     

📤 Iyadeh...thank you Uncle. Love the gift of the apartment. Luxury cars can also"                        

A second later, Uncle Melvin asked for a video call. I tidied my hair a little messy before finally lifting the call while putting on a jutek face. Pretend to be upset let's know the taste. His niece is already big yet still given a toy gift.

"Your face looks like a chicken butt fold"

Goddamnit!

"This uncle is a complete waste of money to buy toys" I said very loudly.

I saw from the cell phone, uncle was closing his mouth. Like holding back a laugh. Seen from his cheekbones that were raised up.

"It's not an ordinary robot. Uncle's gonna show you something"

Uncle switched the video call to the rear camera. He was at his desk with a laptop on.

"Look good"

My eyes are squeaking. The video quality is not too good. Which I caught from my phone screen. Uncle Melvin is opening an app with his cursor.

And one second later, I successfully made a glare perfectly.

"Wah Alena! looks like you're gonna have to keep that robot off your chest. Uncle's heart isn't strong enough to see it"

Silly again, I was holding that damn robot.

"Basic uncle pervert!" I threw that fucking robot away. My right hand crossed in front of my chest.

"Don't slam! that's expensive. Uncle will explain everything"

I nodded suspiciously.

"In the robot's eyes there is a camera chip that is directly connected to uncle's laptop. That chip can record your video and voice"

It's insane! "Uncle spied on me?"

"Not spying. But watch"

"Before, I complained to Dad" I said bluffing. But uncle Melvin grimaced as if he did not feel afraid at all.

"just throw. We have agreed with that anyway. Put the robot near the study table. Strategic place. Uncle can monitor you from a distance freely"

"Dad?"

"Yes, your father will be busier after this. He asked me to watch you all day. He said you were a little wayward. Come on, put it on your study desk"

Grunting violently, I quickly got out of bed. Pick up the ghost robot lying on the floor, before finally placed according to Uncle's orders. When it comes to Dad, I don't dare to refuse at all.

Dad is possessive. But, isn't this outrageous? to the point of having to involve uncle Melvin in it.

"Alena"

My momentary daydream is gone. My eyes returned to the phone screen. The man was giving his thumbs up high while reviewing a big smile.

"From tonight Alena can't change clothes in the room. Uncle will get a nosebleed. So"