Teapot Water
The Taca story
Arriving at Berutti's residence, Taca was shocked. 'This mah is not a birthday event, this is a wedding event mah times, ah' Inner Taca, shocked by the excitement there.
"In, is this really a birthday event ? Kok more like a wedding event, well," said Taca while looking at luxury tents decorated with very extravaganza.
Almost everyone who came in wore formal clothes. Taca was grateful to use the dress that the Duke bought, although in fact, he was still uncomfortable with the dress.
"Every birthday, Papa always holds a charity event. So Papa likes to invite his colleagues," the Duke explained to Taca.
The Duke parked his car in front of his door, then went out and gave the car keys to the valet parking attendant. Earlier, the Duke opened the car door for Taca.
"In, I'm groggy" said Taca, clasping the Duke's hand tightly.
"It's okay. I am here," said Adpati while kissing Taca's cheek gently. Making Taca's face red.
Taca and the Duke also entered a special room in the Berutti family house, a spacious room, in which many people have come.
As they entered, many eyes looked at the two of them, especially at Taca who was walking beside the Duke clumsily.
"Di, I'm ugly well, or make up I'm weird, sinking ? Or I'm rich ondel-ondel, Di," Taca asked frantically.
The smiling Duke looked at Taca, He was really anxious about Taca's ever-unconfident nature. "No, Amore. You are beautiful," said the Duke as he kissed Taca's hands making some people around them, staring in envy.
"Yu, I know Papa," said the Duke as he pulled Taca's hand gently.
Taca's heart was beating hard, his hands were cold, his head was a little dizzy. He immediately remembered, the chatter in his village about the first impression of a father-in-law to his prospective daughter-in-law is the determinant of approval or not of a relationship.
"Papa, buon compleanno. le migliori preghiere per te," said the Duke while hugging a handsome old man.
(Papa, happy birthday. Best prayer for you.).
"Oh, thank you, son. Best prayer for you too," Gio replied as he kissed the Duke's cheeks right and left.
Taca only saw the affection of father and son in front of him. The longing for Abah immediately spread in his chest, well, he missed Abah.
"Oh, Amore, come," the Duke called out his hand, and immediately greeted Taca as he walked closer to the Duke. "Pa, meet this, Taca. My future wife, the future mother for my children," said the Duke made Taca's face red.
"Ah. Your favorite is different, Di," said Gio while looking at Taca and then smiling sweetly.
Taca's face turned red, now he knows where the Duke got his good looks and blue eyes that can hypnotize Taca. "Read, Om."
"Om ? Taca, please. Call me Papa" Gio said, hugging Taca and then kissing Taca's left and right cheeks.
Taca gasped in shock hugged and kissed by Gio, "Sir, don't hug. Mr. tuh ngak..."
"It's okay. Amores. It's Italian custom. It's Okay," The duke immediately interrupted Taca's conversation. Because the Duke knows, Taca would most not like to be touched by anyone but himself.
"Wow.wow.hahahhaa. Hahahaha," instead of being offended Gio laughed crisply at Taca's words.
"I'm sorry, I don't know" replied Taca clumsy. "I'm not comfortable being held by men, Pa."
"Hahahahaa. it's okay. My wife also used to like to be held the same I doang. Eh. but kamj likes to be held by my son ?" ask Gio while laughing.
Taca's face grew red listening to Gio's words.
"Sorry, Ta. This papa likes to joke," said the Duke with a sweet smile to Taca. Taca returned the Duke's smile.
"Dad, ngak papa. Hehehee.. Pa, if held by the duke mah, demen Pah," replied Taca while winking her eyes. This only made Gio laugh loudly at Taca's confession.
"Read..." Now it's the Duke's turn to face red like a boiled crab. Looking at his son's reddened face, Gio's laughter grew louder.
"Gosh, Ta. Look at the Duke's face, red hahahaa," said Gio happily.
"Udah, ah Pa. I'm the same Taca there first, want to get a drink," cut the Duke.
"Eh..kamu go there alone take a drink, Taca here aja temenin, Papa," pinta Gio while expelling the Duke.
"Udah, ngak papa. You just take a drink, I'm here with Papa," said Taca with a sweet smile.
The Duke pursed his lips, then left Taca with Gio.
"Taca, come with papa for a second," pinta Gio.
"Yes," Taca replied as she followed Gio.
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"Taca, Here," Gio called softly as he asked Taca to sit beside him, Gio stared at the orchid tree before him.
Taca and Gio are currently in Gio's greenhouse. Greenhouses containing various rare plants. Taca and Gio sat surrounded by the plants.
"I love gardening, Ta. Can you garden ?" gio asked while looking at Taca.
"Can't, Pa. Die all that there will be plants," replied Taca plain.
"Maha.."
"Abah used to have a banana tree, dikebon. Taca rawatkan, Pah. Uh. a week dead, Pah. Taca is nothing at all."
"Ta... kamj really loves my son ?" Ask Gio suddenly.
Taca was silent at Gio's question. Taca was confused as to what to answer. Said to be love and affection, Taca love and affection with the Duke. But, if you're sure ? Taca does not know, past trauma still makes Taca doubt everything.
"I don't know, Dad. I'm confused..." Answer Taca honestly.
"Bunung, why ? You don't love my son ?" Gio asked confusedly. " You, the woman the Duke brought to this house the first time, Ta. The first time I heard the Duke introduce someone as his future wife, Mother to his children.".
Taca was speechless listening to Gio's words, his heart suddenly warmed. Staring at the eyes of his future father-in-law, Gio's blue eyes really reminded him of the Duke's eyes, but looked wiser.
"I. I'm afraid.".
"Fearful ?".
"I am. I am afraid the Duke will treat me, just like my ex-boyfriend." Finally Taca opened up a bit of her past.
"I mean, Ta ?." Gio asked confusedly.
"I..." Taca smiled looking at Gio. Her tears were stuck in her eyes. Taca took a deep breath. "Papa, want to hear the story ? But, this is not a happy story, Pah." Taca said with a faint smile, for some reason she wanted to tell Gio her story.
Gio opened his suit and gave it to Taca with a smile. "If you want to. Papa will listen to all your stories." Gio said while looking at Taca.
"But, don't judge me, Pa...".
"Never, Taca. Never.".
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The next chapter is about the story of Taca. About Taca trauma. Slightly sad.. ngak papa well & _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________...
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