Beautiful Monster
It's finished

"Mama, can we eat out? You will also buy food for your mother." Rafka carries her father's cell phone while staring at the bathroom. His father and sister have not returned. "I'm already hungry. I said it's better to pack food outside than in the pool. I want to eat chicken. There's no such thing."

Rafka whines, it's big but still whines at him. Indeed, if the stomach business feels definitely darudat once. Even though his mother called so that her husband and two children quickly returned to bring food, why did Rafka actually want to eat first? Rafka promised to eat quickly and then go home.

All right, there's no point in banning this boy. Later he would have whined to his father to buy food before going home. Then in the father will obey because he himself has not had lunch. Arvin obviously agreed to eat out. The boy was also starving after swimming class. He had a lot of breakfast.

The voice call with the mother was over once the father and Arvin finished cleaning up. Rafka tells her dad that mom gave her a food permit outside. The boy's plan worked. His father did not direct their motorcycle towards the house, but rather to a place to eat chicken protein as Rafka wanted.

Before leaving, the father checked the message from his wife's number. He was asked to go home immediately after eating out. In addition to being hungry, his wife also worried about them if they were exposed to the sun for too long. They all wear shorts.

In the back seat Rafka was excited even looks from the outside he felt tired. His father asked his first son to swim back and forth in a pool that was quite deep for sports. Since entering junior high school Rafka rarely move. All he did was do a task and play cell phone.

Rafka rests her head on her father's back. There was no sound from behind. In contrast to Arvin who diligently brings chat materials. He was sitting in front of the mountain his body was getting higher. Along the way many made him interested to ask, so there was no end to ask.

"Close" one word was able to make Rafka change position. It's a pity that the good chicken feeding grounds are closed for unknown reasons. He said it would reopen in five days. "We'll just look elsewhere. There must be a lot of good food here" said Arvin.

Rafka already wants to eat chicken krispi. It doesn't matter if you're looking for another chicken. The important thing is that he wants chicken. Somehow Rafka has this much determination. Maybe because his young soul will be honed. The father's motorbike was back on the highway. Look for other chicken dishes that are open.

After driving around, there is a shop that sells the chicken krispi that Rafka wants. It's just that here can't eat on the spot. Instead of searching again, his father disconnected him to buy some to take home. Ignacia said she was out with a friend, so her father only bought a little. Rafka was disappointed. The distance of his house was not close and he was already hungry.

"Hold it off in a minute. You are a man, do not be easy to whine like that," said the father. Bekiau does not like the tangled face that his son shows just because he can not eat on the spot. "Pity mom if you wait a long time at home. We'd better eat together."

Rafka is back in limp position. Along the way he just stared at the buildings and eating places they passed. The streets have plenty of places to eat. It's weird now. Is it because the weather is hot? People are lazy to leave the house. This place is usually crowded with hungry visitors.

At a red light, Rafka finds an ice cream shop. From the one who wanted to eat chicken soon now changed want ice cream. "Dad, can we buy ice cream there? My friends say ice cream is good there. I want to try it too." Rafka pointed to a two-story building in pastel colors there.

Strangely enough this child. The motorbike parked in front of the place was not much, but his wife was waiting for food at home. His dad said they'd stop by next time. Now you better have lunch and rest. The three of them need it.

The lights go back green, the vehicle in front of this family motorcycle starts moving forward. Rafka was not disappointed this time. At least his father has given a promise that he can charge at any time. Still with her gaze fixed on the ice cream spot, there was a girl who had just come out from there. With a man whose face he could not see clearly.

"Dad, is that brother?" Once again Rafka pointed, unfortunately his father had to focus on driving and could not look in the direction his son pointed to "I see akak hand in hand with men. Do you remember that brother's friend who came to graduation that time? That stopped Arvin from crossing. The man looks like him."

His father hopes Rafka mislooks while this bike is getting faster. The father did not want to remember the day that his position was threatened by the existence of another man. It's not good to be a father anymore. If Rafka's young vision is correct, Ignacia must be dating someone named Rajendra. If not, how could they join hands like Rafka said.

Arriving at home, the father looked a little angry. His son could lie now. He said he went with a friend when he asked for permission this morning, so why did they join hands? Luckily he did not see with his own eyes. He could have been on his way home all the time. This man ate slowly, as if while waiting for something.

Ignacia was certainly unaware of her father's whereabouts when he was about to leave the ice cream shop. The girl just stared at her lover, occasionally glancing at the hand that the man was holding gently. Rajendra wants to take her lover around for a while longer before driving home. He gives Ignacia a helmet and takes her motorcycle to the main road.

"So you said you were busy that night looking for these key chains?" Ignacia wants to make sure. The man in front of him nodded. Apologizing once again for hiding something. Rajendra intends to find his prize without upsetting Ignacia. "It's okay, I get it. I'm worried because you didn't tell me that time."

The sky is not so hot. Suddenly there were many walking clouds covering the city skyline. Luckily they were able to walk around without the sun for a while. A cool wind hits the face, a little hot but the longer the heat decreases. Looks like it's gonna rain tonight.

When he got to the front of the house, Ignacia peered into the fence. Find out if his father has returned. And sure enough, the motorcycle that his father had used to deliver his two younger siblings was parked inside. Ignacia took off her helmet, "Dad has come. You better get home, Rajendra. See you soon."

There was a different aura when Ignacia had already set foot into the house. The girl went straight to the kitchen, intending to greet her mother before going to the room. In the kitchen, the family is fully assembled except Rafka. It seems that the boy had finished eating faster. The aura that Ignacia felt from the moment she was near the entrance grew stronger here.

"Ignacia, you want some juice? I'll make juice after this." Ignacia's father got up to put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. Ignacia will not refuse. The girl would take hers after putting her things in the room. He turned straight back to the room, a few minutes later Ignacia was already in the kitchen.

Her mother asked her a little what her daughter was doing outside with her friend. Even though he tried not to be curious, his mother still wanted to know. At least small information such as where they spend the most time. Ignacia glanced at her father silently, afraid that the man who was turning his back on the two women sitting at the dining table was listening.

The blender was turned on, that's when Ignacia could answer. Her mother replied with a ignorant smile, her son often dated at that place apparently. That street-side pastel-colored ice cream shop. The live talk was completed along with the red guava fruit that had been turned into juice. His father moved, a little further to get the filter. The seeds of the fruit should not be included.

"Dad I want a lot of sugar" pinta Arvin.

The meal was over, so he approached his father to add sugar. This kid always loved sweet food. Her mother banned the use of too much sugar for health reasons. Make the youngest child disappointed and upset. Secretly his father gave a little extra sugar to the glass to be given to Arvin.

Ignacia was certainly aware of the conspiracy between the father and the child. Unlike his mother who is still busy separating chickens from his bones. Arvin immediately brought his glass along with another glass for Rafka in the room. I have father, mother, and Ignacia in the kitchen. The girl received a glass of juice that her father gave her. Shortly thereafter his focus was distracted by messages on his phone.

There's a message coming in from Nesya.

"Ignacia, there's something I want to ask you. Can you put the phone down for a second?" Ignacia could not hear her father's words clearly. His eyes were reading a good piece of news that he could try for his future. "Ignacia, can you listen to me for a second?" This man had lost his patience. It was just that his heart could not bear to use a high tone on Ignacia.

Now his mother helped, he called Ignacia several times until finally the attention of the girl was diverted. "Sorry, Nesya is sending good news. He said the school he sent the job application letter was in need of staff at the library. I want to try to do the job."

Hearing that, Ignacia's father and mother looked at each other for a moment. Her mother agreed as long as Ignacia did not exist. Her son loves reading, after all. Library staff must be dealing with the book and its arrangement. His father still has not given an answer. It took a few minutes for his father to decide.

"You can apply for the job, but try to be the proofreader you want to be at the beginning. It's a pity that the skills in the lectures you study are not used." No problem, Ignacia could definitely do both at once. Besides, what Ignacia knows is that a job in a high school library isn't that busy.

"There's something I want to ask you, Ignacia. Can you just focus for a minute and put your phone aside?"

Ignacia directly according. He locked his phone screen without exiting the Nesya chat room. He sips his juice, waiting for his father to start the conversation. It seems serious that Ignacia should focus. My mom finally finished lunch. The dirty dishes were washed along with the other dishes.

"When will Rajendra marry you?" His father's questions brought Ignacia's breath to a halt. Her mother listened from far away so she looked. The bodies of these two women froze. His father looked at his first child. "Rafka saw you join hands with Rajendra at the ice cream shop. Until your axes will survive in courtship status?"

The girl who was stared at was terrified. His father looked completely rife despite his nonjudgmental eye look and high tone of speech. "You don't have to be afraid, Ignacia. I just want to know if this guy you're dating is a guy who's really going to marry you instead of just messing with girls."

Why should I ask that? Ignacia certainly doesn't know the answer. They never talked about marriage. Ignacia was too afraid to be judged too hastily. He himself does not have a job, how can he get married if the money alone is still asking from parents? Then for Rajendra, Ignacia is afraid to incriminate her lover.

Ignacia was unable to say anything. He just grasped tightly the glass glass filled with cold juice without daring to look at the father. Rafka puts Ignacia in big trouble. It's been the history. "I'll try to ask Rajendra about it. But I don't promise to be able to bring the answer anytime soon. At least I have to work first."

Mama Ignacia hastened to wash her dishes so she could get close to Ignacia. The woman knew for sure that Ignacia was about to cry from her tone just now. "Father is not angry, Ignacia. I just asked," explained the gentle mama. He rubbed Ignacia's shoulder as a sedative. One sharp look this woman gave to her husband.

That's not how you ask girls. Her father knew that Ignacia must have been hiding a romantic relationship with a man because she herself strictly forbade it. Then if asked like this, especially with the evidence said earlier, Ignacia is not playing with fear.

"Ignacia hope that the man you're dating isn't a boy who just wants to date you forever, Ignacia." His father intended to leave the kitchen, bringing a glass of juice that had not been drunk at all. After only being left alone with her mother, Ignacia felt weak.