EMBRACE YOU: Presence & Poison
Episode 27's

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“Mommy doesn't have the key to this house. How can?” I am still not satisfied with my father's answer.

“She has.” Father's loud and reassuring voice made me instantly silently watch his expression.

I had completely forgotten how serious his face was, how angry or smiling face was. I felt as if this middle-aged man before me was a stranger I knew.

Shouldn't every first meeting after almost twenty years be a meaningful meeting? The meeting you want? But I still don't feel it. Is it wrong to be like this?

Compared to thinking about it all, now I realize that my back shoulder feels throbbing pain because the push was enough to make my right hand stiff and numb.

“What do you want to drink?”

“What's.”

After hearing his reply, I immediately turned around leaving the two men and immediately walked towards the kitchen, taking out two glasses intending to make a drink for Bayu as well.

After checking it turns out that in this house almost never stores hot water, I finally immediately turned on a mini silver electric thermos after making sure it is connected to the socket and then filled half the water in it. While waiting for the color of the small red light to turn green, I started to prepare the teabag.

Dad, what is he doing here? Why did he suddenly reappear after ignoring me all this time? I have felt how the nature of mother all this time makes me think far about the attitude of father.

I've met many different people out there because work requires me to meet different people every day. I feel like dad couldn't just show up just because he misses me. From his attitude everything was clear.

How when my father pushed me earlier when in logic I thought that I had clearly entered the house through the front door well let alone I had time to the kitchen to store groceries should father directly appeared before me without having me suspect first.

Or maybe I think too much? What father really meant was to give me a surprise even though the surprise he would give was late for twenty years.

Suddenly I felt someone rubbing my head from the side. Out of shock I almost jumped to the touch of the silver flask that had started to billow in front of me but fortunately with a swift hand it pulled me away.

I looked up to find Bayu looking down with a frown on his forehead. He pulled me until my forehead hit his shoulder.

“You didn't hear it? From earlier the water has been boiling ‘tuh.” Since this position was too close, I smiled a little at him and quickly moved away from him then immediately pressed the off button.

“Iya listen.” I answered casually pouring the hot water into two glasses that have been prepared.

“That's the tea to drink now? Don't we want to go out?”

“Yes we want to go out, but there is still dad—“

“So you didn't hear me talk from earlier?! Means you didn't hear the thermos buzzing either?”

I almost choked with my own saliva hearing Bayu's nagging voice. With a big smile, I looked up at him because I was caught lying.

“Then what did you say? Hehehe I didn't hear.”

Bayu rattled angrily then said. “So your father left he said there was an urgent matter. He ordered to tell you.”

As if waking from a dream, my smile was gone. I don't know why my heart suddenly hurts so much. Even my dad wasn't saying goodbye to me when I was in the kitchen. At least scream, I'll hear it. And what makes me even more clueless is my father's purpose to my home. He didn't ask me how my life had been or how it had been. Moreover, it seems like dad believes that Bayu is my husband.

He's Gunawan Davindra, my real father.

My feet had led me out of the gate of the house, some distance from where I was standing I could see a taxi

and I looked like I was opening the car door and then coming in. But other than that from the other side I can recognize a woman's back, from her stature and hairstyle I'm sure it's mom.

Wanting to catch up but late, then soon I looked for a cell phone in my pants pocket but I didn't find it. Without thinking, I ran into the house as soon as I realized I had left it on the table in the living room.

I know Bayu is watching my behavior in a hurry to call someone. This man did not ask, he was like waiting for me.

“Halo mom! Dad—“

“We'll chat first. Don't bother me!”

“But bu—“ I heard a voice like a cell phone in the throw. Maybe mom threw him in her bag.

I sighed in annoyance while keeping the phone away from the front of the ear while staring at the screen. Then looking at Bayu who stood looking at me in silence, both his hands are put in his pants pocket makes it look cooler.

When our gaze met, Bayu raised both his eyebrows letting me speak first. “She's been with my mom.”

“You want to catch up with them? Looks like there's something important.”

“Ahh no need.” I shook my head quickly. When we were dating, Bayu only knew that my parents were divorced. Just that extent. This man never demanded a detailed explanation of personal matters like this.

“You sure?” Bayu walked up to me and patted the top of my head.

I nodded slowly while smiling a little at him. Since our intention was to come out, I told him to

change clothes first.

After being in the room, want to find clothes in the closet, I intended to put my phone on a small table beside the bed but my movement stopped when the screen of the phone was originally dark suddenly lit up showing the seconds I called mother still counting. That means the phone line hasn't been cut yet.

I don't know why I suddenly feel nervous and my heart beats faster. Finally I brought the phone back to my ear, curious to hear what she was doing.

“Never! He's not your right!”

“He's my son too! My daughter!”

“Did you forget? Where have you been for nineteen years? I know your evil intentions! I will never hand over Icha to you!”

I swallowed a hard-earned saliva, so dad came here because he wanted to take custody of it? But did he forget that I was an adult and that would be useless even if they brought this matter to court.

“I know your efforts have gone bankrupt and now! You're after Icha because she has the right to the wealth of her aunt! You just want to take the money for your sick son ‘ right?”

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