Amanita phalloides
father's request

Reuniting with father, is not something Freya wants. Moreover, their last meeting ended in a bad way. Several times Freya drank the orange ice, but the father was still silent, did not say what was the cause of him coming to her.

"dyvia's shop, it's going really well huh?" father's monologue stared at the mother's bakery across the street.

"your father and mother once had a dream to have a bakery together. It turns out that the dream was achieved by your mother" he continued.

"what purpose did you come here for?" ask Freya at last.

There is no way he does not know about the dream, since his parents were so diligent in saving to realize their dream. Even Freya and brother Darpa used to make kencleng made from old cake jars. At that time, his family was really struggling to realize the big dream.

Unfortunately, my father never lowered his eyes. As beautiful as any mother, always less beautiful than her affair. No matter how good your mother is, she always loses better than her affair. No matter how patient you are, you always lose patience compared to your infidelity. Mother, always wrong in the eyes of the father, whatever you do, always ends in a fight.

"Darpa is getting married, please give this to your sister" he said, handing Freya a blue paper bag.

"weren't you invited by Mother and Brother Darpa? You can give it directly to Darpa. Actually, what purpose did you find me for?"

Freya had already memorized her father's behavior, there was no way she would bother to meet him just to leave a gift for Darpa's sister. He was invited, it was certain that he had so many opportunities to give it directly to Brother Darpa. Behind the sweet attitude of today's father, there must be a reason that made him behave as he is now.

"since you were a pinter, a few months ago, you've met your wife and daughter, right? You must know that my daughter is very sick. He had kidney failure, which caused one of his kidneys to be removed. One of his kidneys was eventually removed, but the other kidney was unable to survive" said the father at length.

Afterwards, my father looked carefully at Freya, "you and Darpa have registered as permanent donors, although the donation will occur when you die. But it makes no difference, right? You can still donate your organs, even if you're still alive, right?"

"so what do you mean?"

"can you donate one of your kidneys to Zyva? Shouldn't doing good be done as soon as possible?"

"what? Zyva is currently in need of a donor, if not done as soon as possible, he could have died. Why would you refuse someone who asks you for help? Isn't it no different from donating it later or now?" by not knowing the shame of father saying all that nonsense.

Miris, how sad. How can a biological father, ask his own son to donate one of his organs to his stepson. Is that what my father loves him? Is it not enough to take away his happiness, now he wants to take one of his body? Who is Freya's real son or Zyva?!!

"different! Definitely very different! Is it not enough to take away Aya's happiness, now I want to take away one of Aya's organs? Is that worthless your son, huh?" without Freya being able to prevent it, her tears fell down her cheeks.

Disappointed, very disappointed, not only wanted to snatch his organs, but he also wanted to snatch healthy favors. Freya admitted, he and brother Darpa did register themselves to become permanent donors when they did not succeed. They do all of this, on the basis of humanity, at least even though their souls are gone, despite the little good they have planted in the world. They want to save the people who deserve to be saved.

Freya can question her if she is selfish. Honestly, he did not want to help Zyva, because the girl was one of the people who took away all her happiness.

"father please son. You're my only hope. Only you can donate your organs"

Roughly Freya brushed off the hand of the father who was about to hold his hand.

"why not dad? If it was his dear father that was the same as him!! I should've donated Aysh's kidney to the stepson"

After that, Freya got up from her seat, then sauntered away. Several times the girl wiped the tears that soaked her cheeks. Compared to the back cake shop, Freya prefers to go to a distant place.

For now, he wants to calm himself. He wanted to rest for a second and relax all his increasingly messy thoughts.

Some years he left her without saying goodbye, some times he hurt her. But now, she shamelessly wanted to ask Freya for help. The child he had always considered a failed product.