PERIPLES
15. Dad's Treatment

Plaques

Brother Harris closed his eyes, I also widened my eyes. What the hell did I just do? Slapped Kak Harris' cheek with my own, though not too hard.

"Sister? Are you okay? I'm sorry for the reflex" I said, almost crying with my hands rubbed against her cheeks.

Harris chuckled, "Gue should be sorry, Vel."

Sister Harris pulled my hand to stand up and approach the water. The beach is not so scary. Still shy to show his ferocity in front of the two of us.

"So how?" Asked Kak Harris while combing my black mane that was messy in the wind.

I looked down, saw my bare foot that was hit by water. Luke's words about understanding a match came back to me. Swirling around in the wishful thinking, and causing anxiety in the heart. I also need to make sure of one more thing, to decide this matter.

Brother Harris took my hand, "Lo doesn't need to answer now."

Always, Sister Harris is a man of understanding. The figure of a beggar who coveted many girls out there.

"Woy. Left for our courtship."

We looked back, saw Luke shouting and walking towards us followed by Mahen.

"What's dating?" Narrator.

"Well, not going out?"

I'm peeking at Lukas, "Oh so this is your job? Pake pretended to grab a drink of all."

"Haha. I'm really thirsty."

"That's a lot." I said pointing to the vast ocean.

"Angyr. Not the time for Vel. Uh but seriously not going out?"

"Not so, just not yet." Sahut Sister Harris.

Mahen and Luke answered, "Alhamdulillah. " The one who immediately got a slap from Sister Harris alternately.

Luke glanced at and patted Mahen on the shoulder, "There's still a boss's chance."

This morning, I saw clearly how the sun rose in the eastern horizon. Provides a very beautiful color to the sky, which is served to creatures in this world in order to enjoy it.

Like love, which if it grows will give color to the owner of the taste. Spreading happiness in every second for the audience.

The pain and sleepiness slowly faded away. Replacing with anxiety and fear, when seeing three men chatting without a dispute. They are indeed different, have beauty in accordance with their respective portions. Obviously, I don't want to lose them. I also want to be good friends with you.

***

After driving Lukas and Mahen home, Harris drove his car to my house. I've informed my mother, and don't ask her how much I miss her. I tried to convince my mother that I was okay, by sending us selfies of the four of us while at the beach. But until now, my phone has not given any signs of reply from mother.

Sister Harris's car entered my fence. After turning off the engine, Sister Harris went down first and opened the door for me.

The dpean door opened, and next to Kak Harris's car was Dad's. Unchanged, Sunday is family time.

"Vell. I'm just right away."

I'm arresting Sister Harris who's turned her back, "Almost first. I haven't stopped by yesterday."

Brother Harris clucked, "Now is the time for your family."

The man threw my arm a little rough, and turned towards his car.

"HARRIS!"

I flinched when I saw father calling out to Sister Harris with a nagging look. He walked over to Harris.

Bugs

"Dad!" I ran over to Brother Harris who had fallen to the ground after getting a hard blow from my father. The corner of his lips was bleeding, his eyes were staring at my father no less.

"Dad what the hell?!"

"I've warned you repeatedly, don't bother my son. The wrong here I am. I guess you're just messing around with your threat of revenge on me. You can take revenge on me, but this is not the way. Vella has nothing to do with this."

Whahuh? What does father mean? What problems?

Bugs

"Honey is it." A middle-aged woman ran up to her father and held him back from continuing the brutal incursion. Not long after, the woman moved to hug Kak Harris while crying.

"Sorry mom, son."

My body slumped when I sensed that the earth I was on was currently collapsing. Even the universe seemed reluctant to hold me in this state. My eyes are starting to blur. Filled with damn water that now dominates the eye pelupuk.

I try to stand up. Walk with stride. I put my foot into the house. Running around opening one by one the doors in this house.

"DELAY!"

"Where's mama?" There is no lawfulness.

With trembling hands, I reached into my phone. Tried to contact her, but there was no response. The woman I saw calling herself Mama Kak Harris was the same woman I had on my phone wallpaper, the same woman I saw at the cafe.

Isn't this the answer I got to the question at Kak Harris's house last time? Isn't it clear enough that the woman called the father "honey"? Then, may I call it a woman ******?

I cursed myself for falling for a child who made my mother cry. I felt so foolish to know that the man who had been so sweet to me was just a trap to destroy me just like his mother destroyed my mother.

In the doorway, the three people I thought were as dumb as hell were looking at me with a pushy look. Dad approached me and tried to help me get up, but I brusquely pushed aside.

"Where's mom?" Manyaku flat.

Dad rubbed his face rough, "Dad doesn't know, Vel. From then on your mother's father came home you're not home."

I smiled wryly, my tears back, "So you just came home this morning? Where are you going, huh?"

He did not answer, even to retort my gaze did not dare. I hit my dad in the chest with all the energy I had left, "Well where did you come from?! You don't know if Vella was a malem not home because she had to be treated in the hospital?"

The father who had not seen me, now looked at me with a sorry look.

"Mother last night to the hospital and wait for Vella! Mother is worried about Vella! In fact, it turns out that until now the mother has not reached home, because only the mother cares about Vella! DO YOU CARE ABOUT ALL THAT?! DO YOU CARE ABOUT VELLA AND MOMMY?! MY FATHER IS A MEMBER OF THE WOMAN ***** THAT HAS NO FEELINGS FOR HIM!"

Plaques

"Let's talk to you, Vella! Dad's hard-earned you're not for talking rude to each other."

I held my cheek which I thought was swollen. But the pain is not too pronounced because it is defeated by too deep pain in other parts.

"So you want Vella to be the same child you raised? You want Vella to be a jerk like you?"

Plaques

Still on the same cheek, that hard slap I got again.

"It may be that in such a situation the father prefers women ****** that."

"Never talk like that again to your future mother."

"I mean dad?"

"Dad will marry again. With or without your mother's consent."

My patience is completely exhausted. My whole body feels so painful. The cheeks that initially only hurt a little, now turned into a very sore. My lips are cuddly, unable to reply to my father's words. Even to hump, my lips are reluctant to do.

I rubbed my tears rough using my arms. I spread my legs wide to get out of this hell quickly. Whether appropriate or not I call a house that I used to make a place to go home.

I don't care about my father's voice calling my name. I swear he did not call me to admit my guilt and regret what he did.

All I have in mind right now is to look for where you are. I won't let you suffer for your father's son of a bitch.

Walking aimlessly, with more and more tears flowing, mixed with blood coming out of my swollen cheeks.