"What time does it leave, Nez?" he asked.
"The bus left maybe half an hour ago," I replied curtly.
"Father, I am ... Her future husband, give me a gift for her. Father ... Mother ... I allow her to come with her friends. As long as she is not married to me."
"WHAT?!! You're not wrong Royan?! She will meet Arman for two days from morning to night. Aren't you afraid of something?" Dad half shouted.
"I really trust Inez, Dad. I let her go on a tour to Jogja today." I don't know what made Royan disagree with Dad and allowed me to go to Jogja. Obviously I feel very happy. I got up and sat down immediately. I wiped all my tears which made my face look really puffy. He took a handkerchief from his pocket. Then half looked down at me, with both hands he touched my face. Then he rubbed his handkerchief against my cheeks gently. I was silent and didn't say a word. So did Mom and Dad who saw it. They were silent. After a while...
