Prince Modosa
Chapter 3 (Go home)

At ten o'clock the night Farah arrived at her parents' house in the kemayoran area. Actually he was reluctant to come there but because he missed with his two half-sisters and had promised to stay overnight, then he was forced to come.

Repeatedly Farah knocked on her door but there was no answer from inside the house, she sat on the porch and called her sister. There's no answer.

He saw a motorcycle that his brother and father were riding in the yard. Farah was relieved that she was almost planning to go home.

"Sister, has it been a long time? It was the same when I bought martabak. When you don't go in there's mom and Aisyah." Fadil kissed his brother's hand. Although he was a half-sister, his attitude was always warm towards Farah. Only to Farah, Fadil devoted everything, while to his parents Fadil did not dare to speak from heart to heart because it was certain his mother did not give a solution instead would add to the burden with her screams. As for father, he was rarely at home because he was busy working.

" Just fifteen minutes, maybe mom and Aisyah have been sleeping, since you called no answer." Farah approached her father and kissed him. Although the relationship is not very good, Farah still has the courtesy to respect her father.

"Sound father?" ask Farah

"Hmm.., come in" that's all Sir Ilham said. As usual, he did not talk much or just basic.

"What did you buy?" asked Farah again, he saw the package you brought

"Martabak and baso" he answered briefly, "Let's eat."

It was unexpected that her stepmother opened the door and it turned out that she had not slept. It seemed intentional for Farah to wait longer outside the porch. " Oh you're coming?" he said cynically.

Farah just smiled wryly, she was already used to getting an unpleasant welcome by her stepmother.

" Bring me a plate, we eat the same?" pinta pak Ilham

"Well, is he too?" bu Yanah still spoke in a cynical tone and looked at Farah with hatred.

" Don't think of me, I'm not hungry." Farah just let out a long sigh, she walked inside her room.

"Farah, come sit down with you now. We eat together." pinta sir Ilham again

Farah complied with her father's request and sat across. As though strangers, they were awkward to sit together.

" If you want to drink take it yourself, there are no guests here. Still know where the kitchen is. "bu Yanah opened the martabak on the plate while glancing at his stepson.

" Of course I still know where the kitchen is, because I'm a son father not a GUEST. " Farah deliberately emphasized the last word

" Remember well, your marriage should not be too burdensome for us as parents. You must have savings for marriage."

Bu Yanah looked resentfully at Farah, his dislike of his stepson was so obvious. Farah was so surprised, what caused her stepmother did not like her when Farah had not done a fatal mistake.

" Aunty need not worry, my marriage will be done simply. I'll try to fund my own marriage not from dad's money."

"Mother come in, take this martabak inside. Eat there." orders Ilham sir to his wife

"But Sir?"

"Don't argue!" firmly Mr. Ilham, his eyes this time dare to look sharply at the wife who he thinks has passed.

" Fadil, come with me. I want to talk to your brother."

"Ah, you are not happy. Fadil was kangen the same brother Farah." by pursing his lips Fadil went into the kitchen following the mother.

"Eat." Ilham looked at his slightly thin daughter. Unlike three months ago, Farah looked fresh and healthy.

Farah took one piece of her favorite cheese martabak. He devoured it quickly.

"Eat a lot, don't mind your mother's words."

Mr. Ilham knew his son loved cheese very much, when he heard from Aisyah that Farah would come to stay overnight he deliberately bought food for his son.

"Mother not eating?" Farah was still chewing back a few pieces of martabak.

"Father is full."

" So getting married this year to Hilman?" tannya

"So sir, God willing, end of the year."

" Are there any preparations?"

" It's still preparing everything, pray it well. You do not need to worry, Farah will not burden you for money. Farah just needs a father as Farah's guardian."

Mr. Ilham just smiled wryly, wanting to feel like he stroked his son's hair but a relationship that had not been good for a long time made him reluctant. He is self-conscious, everything happens because of his attitude that was never warm to Farah until his son grew independent, less affection from parents. His figure as a father was never there when his son was in need and now only regret remains.

There is one important thing that Mr. Ilham wants to say to his son, but seeing the face of Farah who is currently still unfriendly and see his wife who has not slept, he now undoes.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a good father to you." one sentence made Farah look back at her father. Never once did his father apologize to him.

" From a long time ago, I paid less attention to you until you grew up to be a stubborn and independent girl" he continued

" I hope Hilman will be a good priest to you, I'm sure he can give you the happiness I can never give you. "

" Did I hear wrong? Is this really dad? " Farah smiled cynically, she did not expect her father would apologize about his mistake all along.

" Father, until this moment Farah was still confused. Why didn't you like me a long time ago, my stepmother hated me. What's my fault, huh? All this time I never got affection from my parents and only Aunt Nana loved me. Why well, why do I never have the support of you even for me to live I have to find my own food and leave this house. "Farah poured out all the worries of his heart during this time. The burden that stuck in his heart now feels a little reduced.

" I'm sorry, "only one word came out of my father's mouth." One day you will know the truth. "

" What is yah? Tell me!" farah Pinta. But the eyes of Mr. Ilham glanced towards the kitchen, his wife must be stealing hear.

" I don't think this conversation will ever be over, anyway dad won't give me any explanation." Farah got up from her seat and went into her own room.

Mr. Ilham just breathed his long breath, his relationship with Farah was very bad even his son always considered himself a bad father and he understood why Farah behaved like that.