I lost appetite

"Daddy's coming here." Feya said, putting the dirty clothes on her bag, without looking at me.

I just quickly move my head up and down. Focusing more on the book I was reading.

I had no interest with him coming here. Because for sure, the only thing will matter to him is Lovely, if she ever come with him. And mommy's going to stay here because she took a day off. That's going to be intense if they meet.

"I'm going home and wash this. Dad will arrive in few minutes."

I didn't know if I said good bye but she left faster than ever. I know that she intentionally wash the clothes because Daddy is coming. If I hate Daddy, she hates him more. You know that she is Daddy's girl. When she knew that our parents are getting divorce, she left house and came back a week after. But Feya has a strong mentality more than mom. She overcame that fact and talks to dad often but I know deep inside she hates him so much.

A few minutes have passed and dad slid the door open, while Lovely is holding his hands.

I pretended not to see them and continues on reading on my book.

"Herra, baby."

"Oh, you came?" I said, sounding too uninterested and likeliness to send them out.

I saw them from my peripheral vision. Lovely sat down on the couch on my room and daddy came to the ref to get her a water.

Ridiculous.

Very funny.

"And you came just to be a baby?" I asked, turned the page of the book.

"Don't be so rude, baby."

"You're the one who's rude dad."

I heard a sigh. I just don't know who sighed.

"She's pregnant."

I sneer.

"I expected that."

"But she didn't had to come, right?"

"Herra."

Before I could answer, mom opened the door and coldly went in without greeting the two of them. She changes her clothes and kissed on my cheeks.

Right then, I stop reading, put down my book and look at Lovely.

"Dad came." I said.

"Oh, I didn't notice you. I haven't slept for a day already. Forgive me." Mom said before she laid down on the bed beside me. And she went to sleep without focusing on them more.

I stood up, went to get a glass of water and gave to mom so she can take her pills.

No one speaks.

I looked at my father. Carefully chopping the apple he had.

He used to do that at home. Our own home.

I sighed. Letting out a heavy sigh would at least help. I think.

Few hours have passed, and by this time, Feya will return from house, with foods and the new clothes. Dad and Lovely is still here, exchanging glances with mom who's now awake and getting ready for my medication to be served. No one had ever speak since then. Even me and mom didn't talk.

"Feya." It's my mom, approaching Feya at the door and helped her on the things she had in her arms, but she wasn't alone. Nathan is standing behind her, bringing the other things Feya had prepared.

I didn't felt anything, because I already expected this.

"You both came at the same time?" My mom asked.

"Yep, he helped me with the foods." My sister said.

My father stood up, looked at Nathan, and eventually shook hands with him.

"Feya's boy friend?" My dad asked.

Nathan smiled at dad and waved his hands, "Herra's." He simply said and dad looked at my direction.

I raise my eye brow, trying to figure out what my dad is actually thinking right now. Well, everyone would get amazed by that. Even me.

"Herra's?"

"Yes, Herra's man." My mom answered him.

He looked at mom, and went to me. He pointed Nathan, who's helping mom in arranging the clothes. "You had a boy friend?"

I nod.

He covered his open mouth and slightly hit me on my shoulder. He then walked up to Lovely and hugged her. Which made everyone turned their attention to them.

"Herra got a boyfriend." He happily said.

"Oh, that's good, congratulations Herra." Lovely said. I finally looked at Lovely who's wearing a tight red sleeveless dress up to her knees and a white stiletto.

She even had some courage to buy her self a branded goods with my father's money. I knew dad is a good looking guy, even though he ages so much, but we all know that his mistress has a goal that includes his fortune. Where my mom doesn't care about at all when they got married.

I smirked, ignoring Lovely's congratulations, I stand up and walked to the table where Feya's food is prettily arranged. Dad came while holding Lovely's hand and even fixed the chair beside me and sat down. I rolled my eyes.

I saw mom's eyes became more and more cold. For what I know, she never ever talked to Lovely nor even slap her on the face or pull her hair, not even once. A home wrecker doesn't deserve my mom's delicate hands.

"Sit down, Nathan." Mom said.

Nathan sat down in front of me, looks at me and smiled. I didn't respond at all and continues to focus on the food.

I took the chopsticks and started eating. Beside me is Lovely, trying to feel that she was ashamed of sitting in the same table with us.

I wanted to ignored them, focusing more on the food and finish faster so I could leave this table. But I can't. It does gets on my nerves and my hands are shaking with rage. I'd never thought he would be so insensitive towards my mother whom he hurts so much.

I stood up. All of them are looking at me.

"I lost appetite." I said, walked to my bed and took the book I wasn't done reading so I could relax my anger.

I saw how my mom exchanged look with Feya. And Feya with Nathan. And Dad with Lovely.

I'm hungry. I'm damn starving but I can't eat with the bitch, especially beside me, like she was a part of the family. Because she wasn't. She'll never be.