The Father Boy
ALA250S. Reproach and threat
"Dad ask from the beginning, what are you interested in? Because of any effort, if you're not in love, you're out of interest, you're not interested, you're not going to make it!" Ends in a snapshot and a loud clap on Hadi's shoulder.
"There's an ice cube, Dad. Expensive in capital, even though raw materials are only water." His head just smeared, he lowered his head to a hunchback.
Where was that dashing, courageous and overreaching son-in-law?
"Can! You're afraid to be called a traitor if you market here? Market in the village you live, there is also a lot of kok who drink ice even though using hoodie and sarungan." Not the spirit anymore, dad's already on fire.
"Yes, Dad." Hadi nodded a few times.
"Tomorrow Daddy's home, you're home now! Help your wife at home, Father's daughter." Dad got up and shook his seat.
"Yes, Dad." Hadi was still sitting in his place.
"Get out of the bike, I'll walk first. Follow Dad later." Dad caught a glimpse of me.
"Well which way?" I moved quickly, before I snapped.
"Right," he answered steadily.
"Yes, Dad." I immediately took my motorcycle, which I did not wear for a long time.
Less than a week in the garage.
Apparently, dad's waiting in front of mom's gallon shophouse. The room above the shophouse, he said he wanted to be occupied by Aksa. Previously it was empty, with a more developed gallon effort. Not only refillable water, but there are several well-known brands of mineral water whose stock is collected neatly.
"Where's the screenshot from your uncle? The rest of your chat messages are with Jessie, is it still?" ask Dad, when I just stopped in front of him.
"That same Izza is still, I never delete messages." I turned on my phone screen.
Wow, a lot of incoming messages from Uncle Gavin.
"To the stall first, Bang. Buy cold water first." Dad got on my motorcycle seat.
Must be dad's head still throbbing pain.
"Yes, Dad. I'm gonna get some gas first, too." I run my bike slowly.
I glanced from the rear view of the motorbike, father seemed to enjoy this trip. Maybe he was relaxing his facial muscles and dampening his emotions as well.
Cold water already, fill the gasoline already. Now I need to know the purpose of my father going with me.
"To Jessie's parents' house, Bang." Dad patted me on the shoulder, like I was his motorcycle.
"Who? Why go there?" I worry about being judged, I'll get it again.
"Udah, just give it a try!"
Yes already.
Arriving in front of Jessie's house, the father immediately invited Jessie's father to approach her. In fact, I don't want to go into the house. Probably because Jessie was on the porch.
"We talked on the long bench in front of the fence." Dad embraces dad Jessie continued.
"Your eyes are still careful, right?" Dad really invited Mr. Darmaji to sit on a long bench.
As usual, I became the tail of the father.
"Still, Sir. How ya?" Mr. Darmaji rubbed his thighs when he was just sitting down.
He was worried, he seemed to have a feeling that would be reprimanded father. Yeah I had a thought dad would reprimand, about all the chatter from Jessie. So why did you ask Uncle Gavin to send a screenshot of their chat, I was asked about my former chatte with Jessie.
"Do you know your son is a smoker?"
Why did you ask him to come here? He said about chatting, right? But I'm silent, I need to listen and understand you first.
"Yes, some neighbors who cooperate with Bang Chandra, they have whispers in the coffee shop about Jessie who is said to be smoking in Bang Chandra's halfway house. I'm sorry, sir? Before, I had scolded and warned. Understandably, the association of the city's children." Mr. Darmaji put on a stiff smile.
Ohh, it turns out my old laborers became CCTV.
"Mother knows about this. This was before, before I opened it further." Dad looked at me. "Where's your HP, Bang? Where's your uncle's screenshot?" Dad grabbed my phone, then he focused for a moment before dividing my phone screen on Mr. Darmaji.
Mr. Darmaji's reaction was frightening, he held his chest like he had a heart attack. His eyes bloomed, but his mouth continued to say Istighfar.
"She admits herself b**** great*, following her biological father. We can submit to the law of sharia is minimal, the evidence is a lot in the social media."
Ohh, that's how you play.
"Where p*s*r Jessie, Bang? What's name?" My dad threw my phone at me.
I looked up, what happened to p*s*r?
I looked at my father's face in wonder, until he finally scooped my face and chuckled. "I mean, social media? Bunga said, he had his identity and his mini clothes there," explained the father later.
Apparently, I'm looking for information too.
"Ohh…." I went straight into my IG.
Fortunately, Jessie hasn't blocked my account.
Looked how beautiful Jessie's colean, I hope you don't s**** see the young man.
"This, Sir. This is also what he displayed in his status photo for the person he was after, especially my son and My sister who was married. So it's like this, sir….. "
Cool sneaky dad. Dad opened up all about Jessie's behavior, included with the screenshot evidence in my phone that was in my dad's hands. Every sentence that comes out of your mouth, you include the evidence. Father showed it to Mr. Darmaji with enthusiasm, the expression of Mr. Darmaji also seemed hit once.
How not, if you see the daughter whose mother he married turns out her behavior beyond reason?
"Light it, sir. I was disturbed by the father's daughter, my brother's household was slightly cracked even though it was still fine. If you can not give affirmation to Jessie, it is not impossible without permission I bring this evidence to the authorities. Plus, my son is now married. Worried, there was even a misunderstanding later on. I rebuked the Father directly, so that the Father was not ashamed. Just imagine if my little brother's wife came here screaming, because she couldn't accept Jessie bothering her husband? How shameful are you to be a family spectacle? Must be embarrassed, right???" Dad's voice was suppressed. However, it is full of threats and assertiveness.
Mr. Darmaji mangosteen. "Then, I'm sorry, sir?" He held his hand together and bowed.
"I don't need your apology, I'm sorry Jessie didn't bother you anymore. My younger brother's wife, who happens to be the sister of my wife, this morning she came home crying, a story about how Jessie was bothering her husband. She's obviously worried about losing her husband, her nine children, she needs her husband not about the cost. I'm not asking Jessie to leave here, or any punishment she deserves. I have no right to judge him, even if I have proof. So, how do you think my extended family is calm and quiet?" Father lowered the palm of Mr. Darmaji who fused in front of him.
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