Chapter 13: A CUP OF COFFEE

I felt my heart skipped when suddenly she put her head on my shoulder. I felt warm in this cold summer breeze night. I can't even move bothered that her head might fall off my shoulder.

Her eyes where close and I felt awkward for a bit. I don't know but I also bent down to remove its head from my shoulder.

“Well, I wasn't expecting this,” I whispered but I heard her snore which made me smile.

This is the first time I open up my problem to someone I've known for just a week. And this is the first time someone just slept before I could start, hahahahaha.

It would be better if I didn't wake her up and maybe she had a rough day at work. She must be too tired. I'm sure it won't be much of a relief from work if we stayed like this for a minute.

“You’re so strange,” I whispered again and looked up at the sky. I was shocked and my eyes widened when I saw a shooting star in the sky, so even though it was already dark, I closed my eyes and prayed.

Opening them again made me smile, closed them again and felt the cold of the night. This is unexpected. This wasn't I expected, but I'm not disappointed about it.

Seah’s Point of View

One of my favorite days is today! No school and no work. I can rest and of course no school.

“Hey! Are you going to church today? Come with us,” said Aunt Iya to me, already dressed and holding her hair while putting on her earrings.

Judging by her appearance today, this lady is really pretty. She might be kinda strict looking lady but she's beautiful.

“I'll be attending the second mass later ma'am. I have something to visit before I go to church,” I refused. She immediately nodded and immediately picked up her youngest child and carried him.

“Raphael, come on, we’re going to be late, Pa! Come on!” he called to his entire family.

While everyone was busy, I was still in my pajamas and in front of the dining room, drinking coffee. While I was looking at them keeping busy, memories of him, my dad, started to get vivid again.

“Seah! Is dada look handsome?” he hissed while I was braiding my hair.

“Hmm! Okay,” he said reluctantly without looking at it. For sure he was in front of the mirror making the pogi (handsome) sign at every angle.

“This is it!” he continued. “I’ll comb your hair,” I was already Ten years old yet he always treated me like I’m still a fetus.

He was combing my hair and every brush it was all gentle.

We were getting ready to go to church. Everything was quick because after church we still had to sell. If we were lucky and finished selling early, we would go for a walk with dad in the park.

He might be a bit childish but he was doing his best and I am thankful for that. He was the great father and one of the best.

That time was tiring and also one of the best memories of my father that I will never forget. I was hoping he could still comb my hair, but it was already impossible.

“Seh! Let’s go!” I smiled at the man in the white T-shirt and black pants. He had this clean cut hair that matched his outfit. He really looked clean and smelled so good that you thought the whole village would smell like him.

“Let’s go Raphael!” his mother shouted again. This guy keeps staring at me like and idiot so I explained again.

“I’m going to church for the second mass because I have someone to visit before I go to church,” I explained again. I could see that he was hesitant and after a while he also hid.

I immediately relaxed when I saw everyone leaving. I am not in the mood to go to church or any religious building this time.

Since he died, I never step foot on church for some reason that I blame God for giving my dad a hard time when he's still alive.

“Sheesh! How's life?” He then came out of nowhere. I rolled my eyes in annoyance to the tune of his voice.

It would have been better if the food had been served and I had immediately gone upstairs. This kid was here again. I don't know if it was just a whimper. He seems annoyed too which makes me even more annoyed.

One thing I hated was when someone put the blame on me when they where annoyed somewhere else.

“I’m tired and need to sleep,” I whispered but it must have been late now and I could feel it following. I climbed up even faster to catch it.

As soon as I opened my room, I ran to lie down on my bed and buried my face in the pillow.

“How’s your date with that kid the other night?” It was really annoying so I couldn’t help but hit it with the pillow under my head.

“Useless!” he said when he saw that he had avoided it with such ease. I was pissed off knowing I can’t hurt him and just rolled again and closed my eyes in annoyance.

“It's not bad to meet new people in life, you should be ready to be left alone again,” with that he stops from bothering me and disappeared.

I haven't noticed him these past few days, he's not like this just pops up. He wasn't this type that ruined my day. From the moment we came here he seemed to be threatening not like when we were in the old house he was just worried.

“Tsk!” I took a deep breath and immediately closed my eyes while lying on my bed.

Remembering that night, that was the first time I slept like my sleep when my father was still alive. And remembering that night and comparing it to what he said today makes me angry.

Was he not happy about me being peaceful? Or maybe he was acting out that I was meeting new people in my life.

He's so unfair!