Last Page Story of Shabira
03. Go Home

In the car, Dion, who was satisfied with scolding Shabira, was now just silent and focused on the steering wheel. He is currently on his way to Shabira's house. However, he had to take the girl to his house because the time had shown at nine o'clock in the evening.

“Lo not papa right?” Dion turned towards Shabira who was still silent.

“No papa, thank you for nolongin me earlier!” answer Shabira.

Dion did not answer and refocused on the steering wheel. Actually he feels strange with Shabira's change, the girl looks different than usual. Usually the girl always uses my language and yours, not lo or me. But Dion didn't want to be too pushy. After ten minutes, he stopped his car in front of Shabira's house. This was the first time Dion had seen the house, even though he was Shabira's schoolmate.

“Udah until, hunt there in. Already malem!” said Dion.

“One more time thanks you already want to nganterin me!” shabira then got out of the car.

The girl was still standing in her place, looking at the departure of Dion's car which slowly disappeared from view. After being satisfied, he turned his body while sighing. For a moment Shabira was silent staring at the mansion, trying to convince herself to live life as Shabira in the future. Once steady, he began to step foot into the house.

“Good! Where have you been, Shabira?”

The baritone voice of a man stopped the movement of Shabira who had just closed the door. Slowly the girl turned her body, looking to the source of the voice. Papa Antonio Lawrence was folding both hands, with a sharp look full of anger. Behind her are Mama Shinta, Brother Justin and Renita. They are Shabira's stepmother and half-brother.

“Pa-Papa ...” Shabira tried to remain calm, despite actually being frightened by the sharp gaze.

“WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN, HUH? WHAT TIME IS IT, WHY DID YOU JUST GO HOME?” antonio still stared intently at his daughter.

“NOT PAPA TOLD YOU, DON'T WANDER AFTER SCHOOL?!” papa stressed.

“Pah, I ..” Shabira's words hang, she doesn't know what to give. He can't defend himself, because it's his fault. He may have to say he almost committed suicide. Ah no, it's gonna feel really weird.

“I what? Basic brat you yes, want to until when you like this huh?” Feeling furious with his son, Antonio did not hesitate to push his ears hard.

“Awh Pah, Pah pain!”

Shabira grimaced while holding her ear which was still being pulled by her Papa, while following the man's steps. Instead of helping, Mama Shina, Justin and Renita just keep quiet. As usual, Shabira will not get a defense from anyone if she is getting a tantrum from Papa Antonio.

“Liar, let you know the taste. Papa told you not to go out at night, but why don't you listen to Papa!” snarled Antonio mercilessly. The man did not even hesitate to push Shabira to the floor, because she was so furious.

“Aw ssshhh ..” Shabira grimaced as she held onto her painful knee, after kissing the hard of the floor.

“Pah, stop Pah. You've been so outrageous!” Seeing her daughter still sitting on the floor, Shinta immediately approached and helped her to stand up. “You're not papa darling?”

“What are you defending this brat for, let him kapok. Papa is tired enough to face it. Instead of studying, he wandered without knowing the time. His school grades are always low, unlike Renita!” antonio said with a sigh.

Shinta just looked at her husband in disbelief. Antonio always talks about Shabira's school grades. Not because Shabira always gets low marks. No, Shabira's school grades are always above eighty. It's just that Antonio is never satisfied and always wants to see Shabira get a perfect score, like Renita.

Shabira stood up without receiving help from Mama Shinta. Hearing the words that Papa Antonio said, managed to make himself upset. The girl was about to defend herself, but suddenly Mama Shinta's words stopped her.

“It's Pah, it's night. No need to get angry like this, Shabira just came home. Can't you see how it looks?” Shinta pointed at Shabira whose appearance was so shabby, there were some blood stains on Shabira's clothes that made her wonder.

“Why did you get dirty like this huh?” ask Antonio who is still upset.

“Papa just asked after doing all this?” Shabira's eyes glazed over, but she could still hold it.

“What do you mean?”

“Papa is always like this, punish me without asking what I have been through all day!” shabira said in a half-high tone.

The man was about to go back to punishing Shabira, but was confined when he saw a successful eye gaze reminding him of his first love. Shabira is so similar to her real mother, the first wife she had wasted first. It could be said that was one of the biggest regrets in Antonio's life. He had wasted the birth mother of Shabira who had died a long time ago, even he had only found Shabira when he was seven years old.

“Log you to room!” tell Antonio while pointing to Shabira's room.

Shabira was still looking at her Papa with an unusual look, she was annoyed by her actions which were always at her own leisure. Not wanting to linger in view by all members of his family, Shabira immediately ran away leaving the four people who were still standing in his place.

Arriving inside the room, Shabira was silent for a moment. Spread his gaze staring at the pink-white room that looked so neat. Slowly Shabira walked towards the dresser. There are various makeup and skincare brands there, but Shabira has never worn them. Not because he didn't want to, just that he never had time to wear it all.

Shabira's activities have always been busy with learning, all for the sake of obeying the orders of her Papa who always demands her to get perfect grades like Renita. Both girls were born in the same year, only Renita was two months older than Shabira. Shabira is not very clever, therefore he must try as much as possible to get the perfect score as Papa Antonio wants.

“Oh geez my face!” Staring at her reflection in the glass, Shabira held onto her cheeks that looked like they were expanding like a bakpao. Her face and body size are very different from Livia's in the world. “Pantes aja Shabira easy to be bullied, from his face already very tired!”

“Argh why should I make Shabira as gentle as this, her face is not my type!” Shabira pulled her dull hair, everything on her body was very unkempt. Maybe because of that many people can easily and willingly bully this girl.

“Cannot be left! As a first step, I had to slightly change my appearance. At least with that they will all be able to appreciate me a little in the future!” shabira's monologue while fretting both cheeks.

Sayup-sayup heard the sound of knocking on the door from the outside, Shabira already knew who it was. Without waiting for permission from the owner of the room, the door slowly opened featuring a woman who still looks young at her age who has entered forty-five years.

As usual, Mama Shinta would definitely come over if one of her children had just gotten a tantrum from her husband. And the most frequent is Shabira, because since the first Papa very rarely scolded his two other children. Shabira also does not understand why, Papa always demands it to be perfect, while Justin and Renita just ignored it.

“Honey, you haven't slept?” Shinta walked up to Shabira with a gentle smile on her lips, then sat down near the girl. “Sorry Papa's attitude was yes dear, Papa was just worried about you.”

“You're not papa, are you?” mama Shinta asked while checking on her daughter.

“Rara no papa kok Ma,” replied Shabira.

“Not that Papa is evil with you, actually he is too dear to you. Ye know? From the afternoon Papa nyariin you go everywhere, but do not meet. He was very worried about you, until asked to all your friends. That's why Papa was so angry when he saw you coming home from the mall earlier!” mama explained. Trying to give understanding to Shabira so as not to misunderstand the attitude of her Papa.

“You don't get angry with me Papa, Mama knows what Papa did was outrageous. But Papa is so because you are also wrong baby, you should if you want to go or where to say first to Papa. Ask permission first let us not worry later!” continued.

“Iya Ma, sorry Shabira yes. Next time Shabira won't be like that again!” said Shabira to throw away her resentment.

“Mama believe me, you are a good child like your Mother!” shinta said as she stroked the top of Shabira's head. Although Shabira's status is only a stepchild, but Shinta already loves him very much and considers him like a real child himself. But still she could not defend much if her husband was very angry, because it would all be useless.

“Yes, you take a shower first. Uda malem, abis it instantly sleep aja ya!” mama Shinta's. "Oh yeah, tomorrow after school don't go anywhere. Go straight home, Papa and Mama want to invite you to meet someone," he continued.

"someone? Who's Ma?"

"Tomorrow you will know who, Mama just hope you agree with Papa's decision later!" mama Shinta said.

"What decision does Mama mean?" Shabira frowned, what will this matter be. Shabira was only able to hope that there would be no such severe problems befall her this time.

"Tomorrow you will know baby, now take a shower first. Then go to bed, okay?"

Inevitably, Shabira nodded her head. Trying not to think too much about Mama Shinta's words, for a moment he wanted to take a break from the rigors of the life that Shabira lived all this time. And as for the next problem, Shabira will think about it next.

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