Friday, May 8, 2015

#4 Father

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Father is in my list of farthest family member. The closest? Mum and Sharon. I don't know, father is always busy. Since mum and Sharon died, I live in house alone with Bik Yani and Pak Bambang (my maid and my private driver). Cinta is working now so, I'm completely alone! (with Bik Yani and Pak Bambang). Father is always a mysterious guy for me. I rarely speak to him because he's always come home late at night. His face is sooo Norwegian. His accents too!

So yesterday, I dare myself to talk to father. "Father?" I asked, "Yes?" "Nothing," I turned myself. The words, all the words in my head couldn't come out. But Aurélie, you gotta be brave! an angel whispered at me. Okay, here I go again. I breathed for awhile and, "Father, I know you're too busy for this but, I want you to know that I... love you,"  

He smiled at me. He put down his laptop and came to me. He hugged me. "I love you too," He said. After that, dad's like usually, busy. But I don't mind. Because, I finally know that he loves me too.

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