His name is Seto

"I am Seto, Andini's college friend, and I am your papa .." Those words felt like lightning in the evening to me. It feels weird to my ears and I feel bland in my heart, I feel a lie at play here. I also seem to see there is no similarity between myself and him, and there is no inner rope between me and him.

I immediately saw the faces of Antoni and Oman, they were only able to look at my face, they could not say anything, I was even more confused to start this conversation.

"I don't think all of these stories can take 1 or 2 hours, how about if you all rest tonight in my apartment." This guy finally started the conversation.

"Ooh, don't have to uncle, I'm afraid to disturb his family later, let's just rest at the hotel".

Antoni immediately refused his invitation.