INSECURE, Love of the Past
The figure of the father

After Riri left with her friends to play again, Indra called me to ride on the bike. On the street I asked Indra about her father whom I saw in the photo. The figure of a handsome man with a gentle gaze, was almost the same as papah.

"Indra, where did your father work?" I asked while hugging Indra's body in the back. I put my chin on the end of his shoulder. I looked at his face from the side, which looked even more handsome.

Looking at Indra from any direction and in any position always looks handsome dazzling.

"Dad I work in Kalimantan, return once every 3 months Mar." Indra replied without looking at me, because she was focusing on riding her bike.

"Oh.. So your dad's rarely at home dong?" Ask again.

"Yes.. My dad's coming home next month. You'll see Dad." Indra glanced at me and refocused forward.

"Yes, inshaallah."

* POV Indra *

My father was a man who rarely spoke. Talking is just as necessary as different from my mother who can always make her interlocutor comfortable.

Father is loving to his children, gentle and never harsh. But I cannot express that affection in words.

I really don't want Maria to meet my father, surely she feels uncomfortable because my father is not as warm as my mother. But either way you should know that I already have a boyfriend.

I'm serious about Maria. I wanted to make her my wife even though I was 16 years old and it took me a long time to get through to marriage. But I don't want to mess with him and I will always keep his honor.

My father works in Kalimantan and comes home once every 3 months with a 3-week holiday allowance. Dad worked in a mining sector company, you could say my father had a decent salary, but I never had a splash. My father's hard work has always been my mother's test for the future of all of us, especially me and Riri.

I am so proud of my father who fought for the happiness of all of us, as well as my mother. Although only a housewife, but the mother of a good financial manager.

Arriving at Maria's house, I drove her to the front of the house and met mamah for a while to say goodbye because the day began to evening and I was worried that Riri was afraid that she had not come home yet.

* POV INDRA END*

After Indra's departure, I immediately cleaned myself and ate. Mamah cooked my favorite chicken, so glad I am today.

But something was a little stuck in my heart. How is Kia's fate.? After I finished eating I did not pray because the moon came again. I went straight to see Mamah in her room who had just performed the magrib prayer. I told you about the Kia family conflict that I got the info from that neighbor.

You seem to know something, what? Why is Mom covering it up from me? Do you know Kia's grandmother's address? Mom said mom didn't know.

I need to call Indra.

I took my cell phone in my room and sat on the bed. I see no message from Kia. There is only a message from Indra. I ignored a message from Indra trying to call Kia number back but still the same, Inactive.

I saw a message from Indra.

'Honey, I just got here.' 17.12

'Maria, can I call you baby?' 17.15

'Not in bales? Are you busy again? Yes, I also want to pray magrib first.' 18.10

I didn't reply to a single message from Indra. The intention is later at 7 and I want to call directly, let's not slow down.

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