My Husband Is My Secret Lover
The Second Mysterious Assistance

"Father home!" the middle-aged man's voice with the bag in his hand entered our house.

"Mr!! why do I always go and not say," I complained to him as I hugged him.

And reciprocated with a tight hug his sturdy arm.

"So Ana is angry with you for the story?" he said teasing me while pinching my nose.

"Bapa!!! what do you bring Luna?" this one is the voice of Luna who just came out of the room but since then she did not come out of the room at all, the voice of the father who made her come out of the cave hiding.

A moment later the father opened his reseleting bag seen two pink boxes peeking from the inside.

"Of course you brought a gift for the daughter of this beloved daughter of the father,"to take both boxes Pink .

"What is this, sir?" I was so excited to see that beautiful box

"Let's open let's know." He answered, giving the two boxes to both of us.

While Luna who had got what she wanted immediately went back into the cave of hiding again.

"False, dear Father," he cried from the room.

I opened the box too. I saw a unique hair strap with a gem*a*rtificial all around, very beautiful.

"Sir, is this for Ana? Isn't this too expensive, Father?" ask me while paying attention to the beautiful bead that adorns the hair strap that looks like a real diamond.

"It's a gift from a friend of the father in An city, he's a rich man. That's why you just accept a gift from him because he knows you have a girl at home" replied my father who actually looks tense explaining it.

"What a good friend of yours," I replied as I stared at the bottle with lotions and another bottle with vitamin A

"Well there are also lotions of the same vitamins for your eyes An, let the more beautiful this father's son." Obviously but it seems my father is lying if these things are not from his friend but himself who has bought them for me.

"Sir is there eye vitamins as well, is it a friend of the father know if Ana wear glasses? " my question demands a more logical explanation.

"Of course An, you've got a lot of stories about our family with him." Answer my father by scratching his nape that does not itch.

"Oh so, sir. Yes, I told you thank you to your friend. The reward was very much in line with Ana's needs." My answer is a little insinuating.

I know it was actually the father who bought this. From where you have the money to buy this much stuff, considering the price of these items is not cheap. Even this includes branded goods. I am increasingly suspicious of your behavior.

But I don't want to be too confused. I took the pink box to my room. And open it again and take out the contents inside.

This hair strap I can use to twist my hair that begins to lengthen, while these lotions to brighten my dull skin.

And finally vitamin A for my eye health to be free from glasses, how my father really understands my needs.

Despite my suspicions towards her, I am so grateful to have a father like her. His attention exceeded even my mother's attention to me.

People say girls tend to be closer to their fathers . And that's true.

I finished applying lotion on my skin. I'm getting ready to go to the stall. As per the agreement every Sunday morning I will guard our shop from morning to noon. while noon to afternoon Luna is on duty.

We are not a solid team. Dividing homework fairly without any coercion. Although I have to admit sometimes Luna whines not want to be on duty with the reason of not being able to watch her favorite drakor.

***

In kitchen.

Father and Mother were talking but with a very slow intonation. Until I can't hear what the two of them are talking about.

"Sir, shouldn't we just tell Ana and Luna the truth?" My mother said while making coffee for my father

"Don't you first ma'am, they're still very early to know everything." Answer my father in a very slow voice.

"Already Ma. We'll wait for the right time." My father replied as he walked out of the kitchen ending their conversation.

The sound of her footsteps walking towards me, before my father found out that I was eavesdropping on his conversation with my mother, I immediately took a thousand steps away from home to our grocery store.

***

Along the way I kept thinking about my parents' conversation. What they were hiding from me and Luna.

Unknowingly, I was in front of our store. Immediately I opened the door iron cover up the front of the store.

Our shop is small in size. But the trade is quite complete. We sell basic food, snacks, soft drinks and generic drugs with the license of the department.

I feel so excited being in the store. I finally decided to sit on the store.

While staring at the streets, my eyes looked at a familiar figure, a figure that these days adorn my day. Yeah, he's my godless prince, my favorite upperclassman that I don't know his name until now.

The handsome man was walking alone without the usual royal guards with him. Oh my God, he was staring at me. Want me to run yet he realized my existence.

It turns out that my feet make decisions faster than my brain. I ran towards the sidewalk.

But why should I run from him, is this not necessary. Anyway what's the problem if he looks at me and even meets me, maybe he's trying to buy something in my shop.

What's wrong with me. Isn't it nice when we meet. My mind is too troublesome for me. Until without me knowing

"Burukk!" I hit the power pole in front of me. Actually I did not run fast but my eyes did not want to look forward to crash my body into a giant concrete electricity pole across from my shop.

A pretty violent clash regarding my temple, it was very painful to feel pain mixed in the head.

Until it all looks dark. I fainted.

I look up I see a woman helping me. But I don't know who he is, my head is so dizzy, my body is squeezing.

***

"Son, wake up, son." My father's voice woke me up.

I still can't open my eyes.

"Ana, wake up An, "my dad's trying to wake me up again while patting both cheeks.

"Baa.. Sired.. " My words were softly withstanding the pain in my temple.

"Son, how, where's the pain?" my father asked me very worried about my situation.

"Dizziness sir, temple Ana's sick." I said while holding my temple which seemed to be pressed with plaster.

"You're how the hell you can be like this, it's been there rest first." My father calmed me down and told me to lie down again.

"Sir, who was the one who helped and brought Ana here?" I asked while remembering what happened. As I remember I was looking at my favorite guy and then I ran up to hit the power pole.

It's a shame, isn't it. How uncontrollable this is. How can I go back to this store.

"So there were Moms here holding you and saying that you fainted on the sidewalk. How is the story An?" My father explained what happened and asked me the details.

There's no way I'm telling you what really happened. Maybe my father laughed so hard that all the shophouses around here can hear his laughter.

"Emm Ana fell over Mr. "my answer was haphazard.

I saw a plaster on my forehead. Drawing Spiderman is so funny where you get it I thought.