Daddy My Son's
16. The story of Joe

"It's over" Virranda said with a smile. "Wait for the ointment to dry first, then you can wear your shirt. You wait here, I'll prepare breakfast first." after saying so, Virranda hurried out of Joe's room and headed for the kitchen.

"Thank you!" joe half yelled. He stared at the passing of Virranda who came out of his room. And he didn't mind when Virranda didn't close the door.

Virranda who began to busy preparing breakfast alakadarnya, even the results of learning from Joe, heard the sound of guitar passages from Joe's room.

Joe's voice is always nice to hear, combined with the sound of his guitar passages that are in harmony, making Virranda smile and get swept away by the atmosphere of hearing it.

Song by song chanted by Joe, so it does not feel Virranda who is cool to hear it has finished her kitchen work.

After preparing the dinner table, Virranda immediately returns to Joe's room to take him to breakfast together before Verrel's baby wakes up.

He stopped his steps in front of the door, when he saw Joe still singing his song full of fantasy.

🎵In my dreams always, I saw myself, Who freely did all the things I wanted to do.🎶

🎵Life is like a paper plane.......🎶

🎵Don't compare the flying distance, But how and what it goes through, Because that's one thing that matters, Always be in your heart. Sanbyaku rokujugo.🎶

"What are you doing there?" joe, who had just finished the song, looked at Virranda, who was standing at the door of her room.

"Me?" Virranda pointed at him. It only dawned when all that Joe was singing again was over.

"Yes, who else?" Joe was still staring at her.

"Take you breakfast" he said, remembering his original intentions. Joe smiled, he then kept the guitar, and followed Virranda who first stepped on the dinner shirt.

"It looks like you've been living your last song so much" Virranda said on the sidelines of her second breakfast.

"Which one?" joe pretended not to know.

"Paper plane. Does that song have a story for you?" ask Virranda again.

"No. I just love to sing it" Joe said, smiling blandly. He chews his food slowly..After swallowing it, Joe grabbed his glass, gulped it down, until the glass was empty.

"I live on the street." - Joe. Virranda stopped eating, looking at Joe, the man who used to be cheerful and like to joke suddenly looked cloudy.

"Your parents?" ask Virranda curiously.

Joe shook his head, poured water into his glass and then sipped it again until it ran out.

"I don't know. As I recall, I was very small when invited to beg from one food stall to another food stall with a gray grandmother. We are often scolded and expelled the same who have stalls," he said bitterly, considering the difficult time of the time.

"I felt uncomfortable about such a situation, I changed course, along with a grandfather collecting plastic bottles, cardboard, old newspapers, egg dishes. The job was pretty fun, and most importantly, it didn't starve me as much as before" she smiled.

"Unfortunately, it did not last long, the good grandfather died of illness. To preserve my life, I then walk the red light roads, shops, five-foot rangers with two children my age with used biscuit cans."

"We often run down the ridge when there is a rajia satpol," said Joe laughing little considering the incident. Virranda adds to her food, hearing Joe's story makes her even hungrier. If he is in the position of Joe, of course he is not able to live it in his mind.

"We often sleep in a cardboard store, or under a bridge so that when it rains, we don't get rained" Joe continued.

"Listen to your story, you don't seem to be in school. Then how did you become a pilot?" cut Virranda in the middle of the man's story.

"You're right. We didn't have time to think about it, the important thing is to be able to make money and be able to eat, that's all. I used to think that when I slept under the stars at night, would I stay that way until I was old? To go back to the grave?"

"Until one day, a glimmer of hope came. There are young people coming to us street kids. He taught us to read and write. And he offered us an education package A, B, C, as the government recommended,"

"Luckily, the good brother was still patient to give lessons, even though we only had two people left. After twelve years, finally, I can have an SMU equivalent diploma. I'm so happy."Joe smiled back.

"Short story short, I moved to this city on the grounds of continuing to attend a pilot academy. This is where my dark nightlife begins, the cost of attending education is so expensive and so big."

"At first I was just asked to accompany the aunts to parties, their reunion events, and accompany shopping. Until finally, I was often used as a betting material, when the rich women held their socialite charity."

"It is not uncommon for me to get a blow from the husbands of those women when they are caught walking with them, not to mention the abuse I have to take from their sons, not to mention the sisters, also his parents," said Joe again smiling bitterly.

"That's why when your father hit me in the face, I could only accept it. I'm used to being treated harshly by the rich who glorify his wealth" Virranda swallowed his saliva, realizing that he was also one of the cruel people that resulted in the man again feeling the pain of punches and insults from his father at that time.

"I want to stop, I can't stand that profession. Until one night, I met a young and beautiful woman at the cafe, she asked me to marry her husband."

"Uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk!" Virranda immediately coughed, choking on her own food. He felt guilty and bad for the man.

"Hurry, drink!" Joe takes a glass and helps Virranda to drink.

"Thank you" Virranda put the glass back on the table.

"I accept it, because it costs a lot to take the pilot test. That's why I flew to London a few times back then" he explained, staring at Virranda. The woman was again stunned, it turns out that she was wrong, Joe was not having fun with his women, but was struggling to achieve his goals. It is fitting that the man looks neater than usual when driving him to work and say goodbye at that time.

Joe grabs the two hands of Virranda who has finished his breakfast.

"Whether you believe it or not, when I see you're wearing a white dress on our wedding day. At that time, I fell in love with you. Even though you were so hearty at that time, didn't give me the chance to change my pants and my shirt," said Joe again regretting his carelessness at that time.

Virranda immediately chuckled. Joe was right, he was indeed very outrageous to his paid husband at that time.

"Your own fault, knowing you're getting married, not wearing the suit I gave you," Virranda chuckled. Joe who was laughed at, finally joined in laughing at himself who was reckless.

"Virranda.."call Joe softly, after the laughter of the two subsided.

"Hum?" sahut Virranda with mutter.

"I need your help again" said Joe, looking at Virranda's face.

"What kind of help is that?"

"Please, come fly with me this afternoon. As promised at that time, after your baby is born, I will take you flying around the world" Joe said expectantly.

"But Joe, I have to work. My son and I need the living expenses. We can't burden you any longer" Virranda explained. He felt he had enough of himself to burden Joe all this time. Now he must try to finance his life, as well as his son.

"If you consider me your paid husband. But I, uphold the sacredness of our marriage at that time. I'm determined to leave all my dark life here, to make you fall in love with me. You and Verrel are my responsibility. Although I'm not a rich man, but my salary is enough to support you, and so is Verrel,"

"I also don't want to leave you alone here, the events of the women who are still chasing me, as well as those who have been violent to you, make me feel uneasy when I leave you to go to work,"

Virranda was silent for a moment, he was still hesitant to accept Joe's offer to leave Indonesia.

"Give me a chance to think Joe. I beg you," said Virranda later.

"alright. And I hope your answer is yes." she said softly.

"I want to see Verrel first" Pamit Joe stood up, "I miss him. I haven't seen his face since last night" Joe said. He then moved from the dining table to Virranda's room.

Seriate...👉