Prison of Love
Mate

#39

Whether because I was still thinking about the terror incident yesterday or because of something else, Abah kept forcing me to take me back to Kosan. Although I told you that I did not want to bother, but Abah continued to force.

I honestly don't have the heart. The journey from home to Kosan takes about three hours. But seeing the enthusiastic Abah lift my bag into the car made me lose my words.

No one can argue with Abah if he has intended something.

Last night I told Hengky that I was going home to Kosan. But I didn't tell him that I'd be escorted by Abah this afternoon.

It's okay, right?

Hengky couldn't possibly wait for me at the boarding gate, right?

“What semester are you doing now, Nay?” Abah broke the silence between us.

I who had just looked out the window immediately changed my sitting position, “Next year seventh semester, Bah...”.

“Before PPL huh?”

“Iya, Bah..”

“There are men who approached you on Campus?”

I reflexively rewind my head back, my forehead wrinkled, “Eh? Tumben Abah nanya kayak gini..”.

Abah laughed softly, his eyes fixed on the steering screen, “Why? Is it strange Abah nanya kayak gini to Abah's son?”

“Ya no siih..”

“You want to know, Naya? For an aging father, nothing is more precious than his daughter. Abah still remembers once, when you were born it was one of the happiest moments in Abah's life.

A father's job is not to teach his daughter how to be a woman. I was there to teach a woman how to be treated.

Remember, Son. The soul mate will come to you alone without you having to bother looking. It will come from an unexpected direction. Busy yourself with fear, decorate your tiers with noble character, let God fulfill what has become His promise.”

Hearing Abah's advice made my heart like it was sliced.

It hurts to hear how much Abah trusts me.

How I had so badly disavowed his words.

I dare not answer anything. My tongue was twisted and I did not dare to take Abah's advice.

There will be no foolish man who will accept the candy that has been wrapped in ants and regardless of the wrapper.

Yep. A proper analogy.

I was like a candy that had slipped out of its wrapper, covered in ants and seemed covered in dirt and dust.

No one will touch it, let alone eat it.

Forgive Naya, Abah... Naya doesn't seem to be getting married...

“How's Shinta, Nay? It's been a while since Abah met Shinta.”

I sighed then set my lips to form a smile, “Shinta is healthy, Bah... Thank God.”

“Let's just call Shinta, we'll eat together.”

“Eh? Mm... Anu, Shinta again.again family vacation to Bali, Bah.”.

“Loh, not tomorrow already want the semester exam?”

I'm stammering.

Duh, you have to answer what this is.

“Ooh... maybe Shinta will be home tomorrow morning, Nay. Too bad Abah can't meet him this time.

Guard your friendship, Naya.

Finding a true friend is hard.

No one will share his complaints on social media if he has somewhere to tell a story or a shoulder to lean on, man also will not create a diary book to write his life story if there is an ear of a friend who wants to hear his complaints.”

Abah looked at me and smiled.

I returned Abah's smile stiffly. If Abah had looked longer, he would have known that my current smile was fake.

With a sigh I tried to close my eyes.

The pain and disappointment still exists.