
The fact of meeting her father on the road to the house that lived a few meters away, made Selena become frightened. It still crossed his mind how his father, who should protect him, became a protector for children, instead of being the one who tortured his own son. Physical, verbal, and mental torture. Selena's heart was really sick, seeing her father who was drunk during the day. His eyes had turned red and his body smelled of pungent alcohol to prove that his father had been drinking a lot during the day. Plus the harsh words her father had spoken and the hand of her father wanting to hit her again frightened Selena. Selena wants to cry, but considering that there are strangers together, she refuses to cry. When his father's hand was about to slap him, he just bowed and closed his eyes.
However, he felt a little lucky because his father's big hand did not land on his cheek again, Daniel first parried the hand.
"Stop! Don't do it sir." Daniel exclaims and deflects the hand of his father Selena who wants to repeat his act of slapping his son's face.
"Why did you interfere? Don't interfere in my affairs." His father was always pointing at Daniel's face and his breath gave off a pungent smell of alcohol.
"Father mustn't beat up Selena, no matter how much she's your son." Daniel said with the aim of reminding his Father Selena not to play rough with her own child.
"Kids? You said son? Where is there a child who has ignored his father for 2 days?" Anger can be felt from every word of his father.
"I'm sorry, but for two days I've been sick." Selena started to make her voice and explained to her father that she had been ill for 2 days.
"You're sick is none of my business, now give me your money, I need your money." Again his father only asked for money from Selena.
"I didn't work for two days Dad. I'm sick, so I don't have any money." Selena with tears. His heart was really sick because his father only asked for his money and the money was only used to buy liquor.
Selena's father becomes more and more so, she grabs the hand that was on Selena's shoulder, takes her son's wallet from there. Open the wallet and there is only 75 thousand rupiah.
"Is this your money, huh?"
"You're gone for two days and this is all the money you have?"
"I'm sick, sir. I'm not leaving because I want to."
"It hurts you to make excuses not to see me, right?" His father could always refute Selena's honest words.
"No sir, I'm really sick. And, because of the pain I can't work."
"Omong empty. Now get out of here, I don't want to see your face anymore. You son don't know himself."
After saying those harsh words, Selena's father left with 75 thousand from Selena's wallet, after which threw the wallet into the street.
Seeing her father who had left, suddenly Selena's legs felt weak, until she jammed on the ground. Her tears kept flowing.
Daniel who was beside her also crouched down to accompany Selena.
"Calm Selena. Calm your heart. There I am here. Calm down." Daniel patted Selena on the back to calm her down.