The Childish And The Beast
#21 Meaning and Cause
The dark that pierces the sense of touch. The Earth rotates and turns its back on the center of the solar system. Perhaps this cold was caused by the atmosphere that hooked this person's throat.
Wh who? Who else if not a woman who is familiar with this name Adira.
Not the same as the mother and her non-bibling sister who screamed in her teary heart.
“Ayaa, maaiih!” happy words from the sister, Nata his name.
This sister was happy when her mother opened a small gift from her father. The words of Kamsia that did not reach his vocal cords remained virtuous to be heard.
Both are completely carried away. Because not every time, even two years ago, the father wanted to go home and exchange greetings. He is known as the owner of a small shop on the outskirts of the capital.
But the mask was only Adira could see it. It's not wrong anymore, he just came back because he needed money. The furniture store never existed.
Generous Adira, not until the heart says it clearly to his mother and sister.
“You met where?” the mother continued her eating.
The father laughed, “It turns out to be in Pizza Jame.”
“Lunch huh? Kan already said, Dira must have eaten there.”
Adira just shut up to get her dinner. The talks continued to flow without any relation to Adira's opinion.
“Immana to’o?”
“Why?”
The mother smiled and put her spoon on the end side of the plate, “Nata asked, how dad shop?”
“Oh...,” this man also stopped chewing his food, “Cline only.”
As such, Adira thought this irresponsible old man would not return.
Dira recognized this man since he was about ten years old. At that time, the real father had lived his life without a mother. Not understanding at a young age, Adira assures the mother who wants to start a new life.
However, too late, Adira realizes she is not the one.
When asked, what this man had done behind his mother, maybe one of the wounds on his back.
“Say yesterday had a trick, right?” the young mother's stained fingers covered part of her mouth.
The father continued to admire the cuisine of his ex-wife, “Luckily it can be used. Oh yes, the flowers you ordered yesterday are good right?”
“Iya. Thank you for the recomen.”
Yep. These two people have lost their relationship. Not long ago, a dispute made the mother for the second time bear the title of widow.
But his eldest son knows, this mother still holds a heart. Especially after the youngest crave the accompaniment of his father.
Adira, he caught the uncomfortable thing, “Recommendation?”
Suspicious of something, Adira is on alert. The biological mother and ex-father have been separated since two years ago. Then how can they like to know the circumstances of each other's lives?
“Yesterday did mother say there is a flower seller that mother can recomend,” the mother pointed to this man, “Dad who told you.”
This career woman was silent for a moment, “You still stay contact?”
This mother can't say anything.
He knows exactly what happened to his first daughter. It was all that made this woman choose to part with her second man. But it is not denied, his love is not crushed by anything.
Long ago, he was broken with his heart. Even now, not changing hearts was clouding her.
Although the princess asserted, this man is nothing more than a human who wants to feel good. And violence is nothing more than one of his ticket to ambition. But humans can change, right?
This man has learned his life. It's impossible to start again, right?
Fat change. Never mind going back, liking this man alone is not a single drop from Adira.
“Sorry, dad was wrong. Everyone,” this father touched the hand of the son of his ex-wife, “But we must still have a good relationship.”
Adira pulls her hand, “Since when did you exchange news?”
“Two months ago...”
That alert quandary became a mockery in the heart. This man could have thought of beating up his ex-wife just because he wanted to. Whatever tragedy befell the father, Dira knew it was no longer his business and his little family.
“Atta, bissha make ni lo.”
“Great. Dad must be happy.”
“Sini, try dad see.”
This family still needs a father figure. Nata gave up his spirit on his illness. Mother who doesn't know when to give up. That's their foundation, and that strong they need support.
It's not the head of the family like Adira they need. They need another figure that's two years away.
Understand, Adira can't break it. Rationality is not always the answer. Their heart-thirsty father and husband figure, dispelling all bitter reality.
The dinner went by on two sides. Warm happy them. Be on Adira's side.
At that time, Adira invited the man to talk alone. Mom and Nata thought they were just washing the tableware, but talking could be done simultaneously.
“How's Pancarona? Any problems?” this father wants to melt the atmosphere.
“Truely too,” Adira is still washing that glass mat, “What problem got you here?”
“Can not papa if you want to visit once twice.”
“That's great, but not when that comes it's you.”
The father does not seem to want to shut up, “Dad apologized for the old one. Father promised it wouldn't be like that again.”
“Of course. You can do a lot worse.”
“What should father be like, Dir? So you can trust me, how?”
“Begin with it,” seems Adira wants to start discussing, “You just mention what you want now, before everything gets more complicated.”
This man does not look like a father.
Not refuted by the face of youth, but he seemed to refuse to grow old. Her clothes were always up to date, even dyed hair and piercings in the ears. But it must be admitted, his appearance remains neat.
An antonym opinion came to Adira's mind. This man is not a good man.
“Dira, dear father very much with you.”
“I don't think you understand.”
The woman, dressed in this orange yellow, really acted with her face. It is like applying a rogue attitude in front of a screwed-up employee. This big boss knew what he wanted to camel.
“You are the man who became my father just because my biological mother married you. It's been gone since you chose to split with my mom.”
“Dira, please⏤”
“Please you listen to me for a moment,” Adira wipes her wet hands into aprons, “I try desperately this big just for my family. My real family.”
The trembling in Adira's voice had completely disappeared. Though his past includes heartbreaking little. But they all built Adira.
“You could have been my father. But we're not family. Well, in my opinion, or in your opinion. I know you're not here for family reasons.”
The fact is that this man only thinks about money, money and money. The violence Adira received was nothing more than unprovoked anger. Anger is about money.
And when Adira makes a lot, it's not strange that Adira thinks this guy wants to pry the wallet of his ex-family.
“Daddy promise, everything is different this time.”
Back Adira mixes the dishes with soap foam, “Sure. It would be beneficial for you if you said that long before you married my mother.”
“Dira, dear...”.
“Don't call me that. You're not my father. And don't even think about getting back in here. It's a warning.”
It was getting night and quiet. Adira's ears catch nothing.
“Dira don't want to give you one chance? Your mother can be happy that Dira is so.”
This woman realized it. That's not wrong. But I don't really want to justify.
“Good. Just try to convince me. While that won't be possible,” Adira finishes her laundry, “We talk again when you're ready to say your real needs.”
Furious, he did not want to look at this man's face either.