
I am currently sitting in a cafe near the hospital. While waiting for my father to arrive, I ordered a glass of orange juice. It just so happened that I was reunited with the foreign man who paid me last night.
"Master!" I muttered as I passed the stranger.
"Melly, what are you doing here?" Ask the stranger.
"I'm waiting for my father. He said there was something he wanted to say, "I replied with a smile. "Master himself what's going on here! Are there any relatives of the master who are sick?" Asking back.
"No. I just happened to be passing by here, and I wanted to see your mother's condition. But, since you're here please send my greetings," the stranger told me, somehow there was a feeling of pleasure when he saw her smile.
"Good sir. Later after my business is done, I will give your greetings to my mother, "my heart feels very happy, like a lot of flowers blooming there.
"Don't call me master, my name is Bima Nugraha. You can call me Bima, alright I go first, see you!" Bima's hand, looks very interesting. Making my eyes continue to look at him without blinking, and these lips continue to smile until Bima disappears behind the cafe's exit.
"Jeez, wake up Melinda!" I said while patting my cheek. While I was busy with my daydreams suddenly from behind, my father arrived and immediately pulled my hand.
"Hurry up here" hardened my father while pulling me. I who was pulled over without any preparation, made my body stagger and hit the table.
"Aww," I screamed as I held my waist stamped on the table. "Dad, what the hell is this?" My protest was emotional. Hitting the grip of my father's hand.
"What a smile are you smiling there yourself! Are you crazy, if anyone sees you like that how? Wanna put where dad's face is Melly!" Decak my father with a ruffled waist.
"But, you need to be rude to me!" Reply with anger.
"forget over. I didn't meet you here to look for a storm with you. But, I have important business with you?" My father said a little softly.
"Business? What business do you mean!" I ask impatiently.
"Don't you say, if you're going to marry your mother's super rich friend's son!" Said my father in a tone as soft as snow. "Curtain, you son of a bitch. He may consider marriage a business" my lips said inwardly.
"But, dad I can't. After all, I'm too young to get married that fast" I subtly refused.
"Wow, wow, wow don't be in a hurry to make up my son Melly's mind. Remember he is the son of a rich man, imagine if you marry him. Surely your life will be fertile and prosperous, there will be no more economic distress. Even you no longer need to sell your body to a striped-nose man to earn money for your mother's expenses" murmured my father as he propped up his chin. I was shocked when I heard my father know what I did yesterday.
"O, what nonsense are you saying!" My answer is a little trembling. How could my father know about this.
"Have Melly, don't you cover up this truth from your father!" Say my dad with his naughty meta.
"I, I don't understand what you mean?" I dodged back, I didn't know what to do. How could my father know if I sold myself for my mother's medical expenses.
"Well, if you don't want to admit it. But can you explain what this is?" Indict my father while giving me a video. When my mouth was gaping, why did you have my video at the mini bar last night.
"Dad, where did the video come from," as I was about to reach for the phone, my father had already snatched it. "Give me the phone" I asked angrily.
"That's not important Melly, the important thing now is that you have to be able to choose between this video I showed your mother or, you're willing to marry the father's chosen one!" Ask my father while giving me a condition.
"But, dad!" Reply doubt.
"I can't father, quickly hand the phone over to me!" Hardik me with his regret.
"Cup, cup, cup is not that easy as Melly. If you want this phone, then do what you said. If you can't choose that answer right now, it's fine that you'll wait until tomorrow" my father said with a grin.
"Bas an asshole" I screamed with a squeeze on my hand.
"Ha ha ha. The saying goes, a falling fruit will not be far from the tree. Like you and your mother are both cheap women" my father whispered before he left me.
"Where did my dad get that video?" My inner. "I should get the video before dad, hand it to mom, anyway" I hurried to pay for the juice I ordered. And running towards the hospital, I was afraid that my father would come back and give the video to my mother.
When I was running suddenly from the opposite direction appeared the figure of Andre who deliberately hit me.
Bugh.
"Aww," I screamed in pain.
"Are you okay, Mel?" Ask Andre.
"No Drew, Oia what are you doing here?" I asked a little curious.
"I came here on purpose to see Aunt Irma's condition. Because I'm so worried about you, because since you got home your phone can't be called, '" Andre replied with a smile.
"Sorry Drew, I forgot to bring a cell phone. And I'm sure my phone died, because it ran out of battery. Once again sorry Drew," I said with a little guilt.
"It's okay Mel, the important thing is that you're okay. Oia we have lunch first yuk, happened to be at the end of the road there is a restaurant that just opened?" Take Andre to me I really want to reject it but, I do not feel good if I continue to avoid. "But, if you don't want to either it's okay Mel!" Another imbibing.
"I can do Drew" I replied quickly.
"Alright come on," asked Andre to me, before Andre's hand managed to grasp me. I had the way to leave him behind.
"Mel wait," cried Andre to me. "Ohe was there when I got to the hospital, why aren't you Mel? Have you met someone!" Andre asked with curiosity.
"Yes. My father came here, and we had a little chat at the cafe across the street from the hospital." Answer me honestly.
"Your father? What's he doing coming here!" Andre asked increasingly curious.
"Don't know, maybe she feels guilty to me and mom." I said briefly. Because I don't want Andre to know what you said just now.
"Mell!" Andre said to call my name.
"What's up Drew," I answered briefly.
"I love you" murmured Andre, then kissed my lips at a glance.