I Love You Mr. Detective
Chapter 68. Back to the beginning

The sound of crying was mutual, Yara hugged me while apologizing for her sister's attitude. Today I'm really going to learn to let go of the person I love so much.

Previously I had permission with my in-laws, they also apologized to me, unfortunately they could not come to take my departure because of their old age, moreover, Mama Reva is often sick so I have to understand her.

As for Agha, she was still in the hospital to accompany Herna who was already conscious. She didn't know I was leaving, I guess giving her a choice before her was the same as agreeing that she didn't need me.

"I'll be able to visit you there"

"Yes, if you go there I'll pick you up at the airport. Oh yes tell your kaka to take care of the divorce papers yes, hehe kaka did not have time to part with her"

Once again I hugged with Yara because the announcement to immediately enter the plane was heard, not forgetting we took a photo first to remember the memories, although the photos of the two of us were actually many.

"It's time to go back to the bamboo curtain country" I muttered.

Finally after a long time I stepped back on the land of this country, at least I brought money even though it was money given Agha for my snacks.

I rode on the public transport to get to my house, I saw my father glaring at my presence in front of him now.

Oh yeah, my dad got out of jail a year ago.

"Delly it's you?"

"I-I can't go in?" It's been 9 years long since I met this father figure, it's only natural that I'm awkward.

Greb!

I thought I was going to be kicked out, but it turns out this guy hugged me with tears flooding him.

"You're finally home, son, I'm sorry dad, you're wrong"

Whatisthis? I was so surprised, the man who used to beat me used to tear up apologized to me.

"Dad, it's okay, I've never held a grudge against you" Bulshit! Who threw his own father into prison?.

"Where is your mom?"

I felt like I was the son of the wicked world, so sorry for my mother, when she died but her husband and son were not even present at her funeral.

"Where is his grave?"

"Tomorrow we go there, you rest first. What to eat let dad cook"

"Anything well, I'm hungry hehe"

This is another happiness, my father has changed a lot. I don't know what happened to him in prison, which obviously he's already a better person, and he's not even as rude to me as he used to be, this first time I felt his warmth.

"Dad, now what do you do?"

"Still circulating drugs" he replied.

THE SHOCK!!

I keget half dead, I think he's penitent it turns out there are still demons that stick.

"You surprised? Sorry, but how else, no one wants to accept an ex-con like a father to work, I've tried to find a good job but the results always fail"

"Why not sell food?"

"You tried, but no one wanted to buy it because you know the ex-con's father"

Indeed, on the basis of his former criminals it is difficult to get a job, therefore most of them often repeat the same mistakes in order to survive.

"It's okay dad, I'll help you"

Tbc.