Hansa & Geeta
Chapter XXXII's

I blinked a few times.

“Beach?"

Geeta nodded strongly. “Ung! Pangtai!”

“But why the beach?” ask me with raised eyebrows.

Geeta takes her paper which she puts on the TV table.

[Hannie promised Geeta to go to the beach first.]

Reading that, I frowned. I promised you that? When's?

...…...

“Hansa.”

I was joking with Uncle and Eli turned his head quickly. That's Dad, he's standing in the doorway with an ominous look.

“Log in. It's late, tomorrow we go back to Jakarta.” Dad turned his body when I screeched disapprovingly.

“Kok suddenly?! My vacation is still long. Dad says we can stay two three days.” I got up from the chair.

Dad did not turn his body and replied, “Change the plan. You must comply with Father.”'s request

“What request?! It's called coercion. I don't want to go back to Jakarta tomorrow. If you can't go back!”

This time I turned around. His gaze was locked onto my pair of gray eyeballs. His eyebrows are linked.

“You dare to reply to Father?! Since when are you not so polite?” I turned my eyes to Uncle.

“Surely because you get along too much with that brute right?” hisses.

I looked at Dad in disbelief. Without being ordered, my tears are shed. He's not the father I know.

“Why did Dad say that?! Uncle never taught me that no!” reply me with a tone no less high.

The frown on Dad's forehead is getting deeper.

“You—”

“You are not my father!” My screams cut out Dad's words.

He looked surprised to hear it. The wrinkle on his forehead instantly disappeared. His angry expression changed with a disappointed expression.

“You're not the father I know! Quickly tell me where Dad is! You are not Dad!”

I'm squeezing the tip of the shirt with all my might. Gather all the remaining courage to fight it.

Eli stood up from the chair and held my shoulder. “Hansa, don't be. You can't talk to your father.”

“But Dad never blamed anyone else! My dad never yelled at me! Dad never made me do anything!” My tears are getting worse.

Eli tight-lipped. So too with Uncle. He opened his mouth, but said nothing. And shut it again.

“Why the hell?” Aunt May emerges from the house. “Why the storm again? What's up, Han? Your screams with a whimper to dalem.”

None of us answered Aunt's question until Mother came out. She was shocked when she saw my face flooded with tears.

“Hannie, what’s wrong baby?! Something’s hurt?” Voice worried.

I looked up at the shoulder-haired woman with tears still flowing. “Yes, here.” I pointed at my chest.

Mother reflex. He hugged me and looked at the people around him. Especially Dad.

“What have you done?” pressure's disappointed.

Before Dad could answer, Mother had already brought me into the house. Leaving Aunt, Eli, and Dad outside.

I glanced back for a moment before climbing the stairs. Dad was drowned and his hands clenched.

‘Shit.’ That's what he muttered.

On the bed, I held the arm of Mother who was about to leave me.

“Mother, tomorrow we will not return to Jakarta right?”

Mother was silent for a moment. “Mother don't know, darling. Now you sleep first yes.”

“I don't want to, Mother. I don't want to suddenly Daddy carried me to the car when I slept.” My tears stopped flowing again.

“I still miss Grandma. If you want to go to Jakarta, Daddy same Mother. I don't want to come.”

Mother sat down again on the edge of the mattress and wiped away the trail of my tears. “Mother won't stay with you again.”

I cringed thinly. Any more? Whatdoes thatmean? But I did not take it easy and ignored the words of that Mother.

“Just don't take me to Jakarta tomorrow huh?”

I'm smiling too. “Still, Mother.”

...…...

This morning, I was still at Grandma's. But I can't find Dad. There is no car either. Mother is still here.

Are you going to Jakarta alone? Yeah, I'm not a problem. Even good.

I approached Grandma who had just finished taking the medicine. He smiled as usual as he saw me.

“Again, Hannie. Sleep well?”

I did not answer, and bowed. “I nightmare.”

Grandma's eyes widened. “What dream?”

“Nothing.” I'm shaking. “Eli says nightmares can't be told. It could happen really later.”

Grandma stunned. And then smile again. “So yeah? Ah, what's the watch? Smooth right? Not broken again?”

I'm shaking. “Good to do.”

Hearing these short answers from me was very unusual for Grandma. She asked the whole housekeeper to give me and herself space.

“Everything's been told to go. Now it's you and Grandma. Same story Grandma, what happened?”

I smile, still down. “Kalo reported also ga will make everything back to how it was.”

Grandma was once again made silent by my words. I don't know why my mouth talks that way either. It's just, I feel so tired.

And not in the mood to tell stories. Whatever's going on around me now looks unattractive.

“Nek, where's Uncle?” I was so conscious I hadn't seen that shiny corn hair.

“Oh, I think he's outside. As Granny remembered, he hadn't come in yet. The car is also.”

I walked right out. Though I know Grandma still wants to talk to me, but better avoid it first.

“Uncle?” call me as soon as I see the blanket on the chair. The same chair that Uncle used last night.

“Uncle, bugun. The bird is singing. Later rejekinya pegged uler loh said Bunda.”

“Coupled chicken! Since when did it turn into uler?” his groan was still curled up in the same position.

“Yes wake up dong! The chicken hasn't eaten, has it? I don't know how to feed him.”

With ‘ogah-ogahan’ Uncle opens his eyes. Her blond hair that shone because of the sun made my eyes hurt.

“Living sown only, what is the difficulty anyway? Disturb people again sleep aja.”

“Sown, sown. Messes yet?” I'm solotizing. “Udah ah, sneak up!” Then pull the blanket down firmly.

“Duh, yes! Gausah pull!”

Uncle stood up and folded the blankets, then washed his face. Out. I don't know why I feel like Uncle doesn't intend to go into the house one bit.

“Nih, kek gini how. Clay bae-bae.” Uncle put the ground corn on a small bowl, and put it in the cage. “Tuh, right, eaten. Udeh is doang.”

I nodded in understanding. Actually I already know, but I just want Uncle to get up.

“Her body still hurts, huh? Eat kayaks that have no intention.” I point my chin at the chicken.

“He’eh, I think he's still in shock. But eating this is also good. From nothing at all.”

My uncle is standing in front of me. “Han, go to ga beach?”

I raised my eyebrows spontaneously. “Kok suddenly beach? Wanna what? The beach is far from here.”

Uncle shrugged both shoulders. “Pengen. But again there is no meeting to be invited. Uncle will be very seneng loh, if you want to come.”

I take a look for a moment. “Emang what's the thrill of the beach? I almost laughed the flow of the first time there.”

Uncle chuckles. “You are new to the beach. Ask what you will also know. You were too small, Han. It won't understand. Take it back there again.”

Indeed, the playground or buy ice cream in the minimarket is more fun for me. What's the thrill of looking at the scenery and not doing anything?

If so doang at Grandma's house can also right? The view of the swamp in the back is more amazing than the view of the sea.

“Tersubmissive. But Mother same Grandma can come, right?”

Uncle nodded. “It. Plus Eli can too. Yakali ngajak you doang. Excitement no, bother Yes.”

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