Cherry Blossoms
Session

I accompanied Edgar in the living room. My apartment is not big, nor is it small.

I closed the glass balcony door and turned on the heating.

Dad wears a thick jacket and socks sit cross-legged on the sofa. The old man was cold. Staring at Edgar seriously then he turned to look at me.

We've been like in court, the judge's father, Edgar the suspect and I the victim. It's just my imagination.

Then my dad grabbed the television remote on that desk. He turned on the television, then switched to the YouTube app with an arrow on the remote and wrote down a name.

It's a little hard because my dad has minus eyes. Though we can use voice commands from the remote, it's just that Dad doesn't know how. Technology is getting more sophisticated. We can even use the internet on television.

After a long time, he managed to write Edgar's name. There's a video of Edgar there with his girlfriend. Not just one, there are several.

The channel account does not use real names. After the video was played, Dad pressed pause.

"The video was uploaded by someone recently. Which is my question.when was the video made," my father asked seriously.

Edgar was silent, he seemed to be thinking. Not to lie but I think he would prefer the right word to talk to someone older than him. So that there is no misunderstanding between us.

"Dad, sorry for this misunderstanding. It had been going on for quite some time, long before the matchmaking plan. And that must have been my ex-lover. Hemm... He wouldn't accept it if I decided. Maybe it's a rebellion to make my name ugly. And ruined my relationship with Zoya. I don't even know if he took the video secretly" Edgar replied by putting his hands together.

He looks nervous, afraid that my father might be angry. Actually more afraid of heart disease that you have.

"I know your marriage is based on arranged marriages. But I hope you can accept Zoya. So there's something I want to ask. Are you still willing to be Zoya's husband. If you still mind. And couldn't love her.." Dad's words stopped.

"Don't hurt her, just tell me, let me pick her up" Dad said firmly

Edgar took my hand and held it. His hands were warm but sweaty, I could feel a nervousness in him.

"I am willing to be her husband, I have accepted Zoya and will not let her go. I will try to make her happy, protect her and I ask you to pray, Father, for our relationship to be more peaceful, peaceful and loving" Edgar said.

"Thank you Edgar, I hope you keep your word" said my father, then turned off the television.

This is how fast that happiness came after a few days ago that hurt broke my heart. I hope this is my prayer answer. But somehow there's a hunch that I feel stuck. There was a fear of losing her.

Protect us Lord from all your power.

My prayer in my heart

Then we talked about something else because we could not go back to sleep. Until sunrise the sign of activity.

I immediately cooked rice, Japanese rice. Edgar likes Onigiri, and Dad really likes Kare Raisu. But this morning he asked for Tamago Kake Gohan. He said so I wouldn't bother making it.

While waiting for the rice to mature. I made Onigiri stuffing from tuna, eggs, mayonnaise and pickled plums known as umeboshi.

After the rice was cooked, I began to clench the rice by giving the stuffing first and assisted with a printing tool to make it look neat.

Then I made Tamago Kake Gohan. Hot rice with topping in the form of raw eggs. For the seasoning itself I give soy sauce and a little salt. After that all the ingredients are stirred into one with chopsticks. This raw egg produces a creamy and savory sensation on the rice. I also added toppings on top like nori.

Likewise with Edgar, who lived in Japan for a longer time, he was used to all Japanese cuisine, but he praised that my onigiri was the best. Of course, I made it full of love. Within a few minutes Onigiri was gone in an instant.

Dad had finished his meal first and he went straight back to the room to clean himself up, bathe and change into clean clothes.

While I cleaned the dining table and put it in the laundry kitchen.

"Later to make it again, yes" whispered Edgar who began to be addicted to my Onigiri.

"Any Great Lord hehe, you're not tired of eating onigiri all the time?" much

"If it's your making, I'm sure it won't get bored" he replied with a small ruckus

Shortly after Edgar's secretary called, Edgar received a call with a serious face. I asked Edgar to explain.

"There was a problem last night. Actually Xiaonian wanted to inform me but was unethical since it was already night. So I have to get to the office this morning" Edgar explained

"Is this because you left New York and went back to Japan?" I started washing dishes

"Hmm, you're not the one who's wrong. But I'm too jealous" Edgar admitted

"God up like that?" ask me again

"You think I'm messing around, hemm you're a cunning woman who's taken my heart" said Edgar, holding me from behind and pecking my neck at the tickle of his mustache and beard feathers.

I laughed amusedly, we joked for a while and Edgar kissed my lips and left.

"You're leaving in that shirt?" much

Edgar was still wearing my sister Oscar's sports shirt that was accidentally left in my apartment.

"My suitcase was left behind at the airport, I didn't bring anything when I got here haha. Yes already. I hurried home to change clothes and go to the office" said Edgar

"Alright, careful. I'll go to your office later,"

"No need, you go with me Dad, I'll call ya, bye baby," said Edgar

"Edgar," I called him back, because he didn't use his car so I thought it would be faster to get to my car.

I ran over, walked up to her and took the keys to my car that I put on the keychain near the apartment door.

"Just use my car to be fast" I said as I gave him my car keys

"Thank you baby, I'll wear it first" said Edgar, smiling sweetly and taking the key to my gift.

I looked at his back that was running increasingly smaller away from me. I didn't expect his jealousy to sacrifice anything important, his job, his suitcase. Hemm hopefully Edgar can overcome his company problems.