i hate you

I am getting angry to hear my parent word regarding my life. I really can't talk back to them as in our culture, it is prohibited to talk back to them.

"Dad, Mom, I still want to go to work and feeling my time before the time to get married. For God sake, I am still young," I protested to my parent with my flat tone and does not dare to raise my voice.

"Who said you can't do it after you get married? Bella can marry while in college. Not that you can't get married while working," papa sighed casually while drinking tea from a cup and laughing.

I immediately raised an angry look to Mr Abi who was still casually eating his lunch with Ario after asking permission from the elders in the living room.

I chose silence and started to keep myself busy in my messy bedroom. This room holds a lot of memory for the last three years. I replied with a wry knock on my bedroom door. Mr Abi went into the room to bring an empty suitcase from my parents.

"Can I help you, ras?" Mr Abi lowered her forehead to see the condition of my room which was like a broken ship got wrecked by high tide and a strong hurricane. I was sorting clothes that I was going to take home and donate to charity.

"If, you don't mind watching my underwear, please do so! Why do you accept this matchmaking? Why do you not having any objection?" I asked him while folding my clothes into a suitcase.

"You know, I also had to marry you without any choice. If I can choose my wife, I will choose the girl with proper etiquette, beautiful and not with a huge chest which I can see from up here," Mr Abi began tidying the area at my study table.

"It's my fault if my breast grows bigger than usual girl. How about you cancel our marriage nuptial?" I said to him and get more furious when he started touching my chest.

Indeed, from a young age, my body arguably grew larger than my age and its shape was also larger than my peers.

"Yes, you refused. It is not in my dictionary to be a child of disobedience to parents. As long as I'm still breathing, I'll make my parents happy especially my mother. Remember heaven is under the soles of mother's feet..." He argues back to me with his sharp word.

"Sir, If you want to give an ethical lecture please do not do it here. I am not in the mood to hear about right and wrong. I can't imagine living with you three hundred sixty-five days," I replied to his word. I get really mad and does not see where I am putting my clothes. I actually throw all my clothes into the plastic bag into the donation.

"Ras, Maybe you want to go back in an empty suitcase. You might want to spend all my ca. Remember you still have to be able to save even though I can provide for your life and our family," Abi quipped his future wife who was having to start everything from scratch for her clothes.

"Sir Abi, can you leave me alone please as I have a lot to do? I get angrier to see you in here, to be honest," I kicked him out of my room. It seemed like I needed some time to digest all the new information I got from my parents. His words were right to be devoted to my parents who are still alive. I, who may still be immature, have never denied orders from my parents.

"Oh, we are already a little close by nature until you dare to kick me out from the room with a please word" Abi continued to tease me with her childish face. he is indeed really handsome with his skin that looks whiter and the latest model haircut. Abi also wears clothes with the latest model that looks good on his good tone body like a professional model on the window.

"Sir..." I threw it with a pillow that was close to me towards his body to vent my frustration. Mr Abi came out of the room after catching a pillow that floated towards him.