Maven of the Strings

Chapter Three

Arkin POV

Morning breeze of December first. Ahead to my father's clinic at Rio Garuda. It's almost 10 in the morning and the queue on my father's lobby takes five patients, where people and tooth fairies met. I walk inside the room and ask him to borrow his black Honda Civic.

"Where did you go?" He asked while having some paper works. His face looks mad.

I answer with bit respect, "To mom,"I look on him with no reaction.

"Use your Fino. Go to your mom and don't disturb me." Then he kept talking me in his aggressive voice.

"Give me the key. Let's exchange for now. Use my Fino. I'll use the Civic." I talk with word stroking. I drop my beloved Fino key in front of him, at the desk. His eyes looks at me until he gave the key.

"Stubborn! Here is the key. Get out of my clinic. I have patients! Don't disturbed me now."

Then, there's a fine line in chaos.

Walking excitedly as I drive the Civic of my tooth fairy father. Anyway, my family background look like this, I have two dentist sisters and I'm the youngest and the sole boy of the family. My mom and dad were separated so sadly, I'm in a broken family. But I trying myself not to act like a rebel unlike others, I don't want-really don't want what happen to the love story of my parents. Good for that, she has a girlfriend.

Behold, I drove the car in one hour until I reach mom's house at Velez. She was stitching at that hour. It's about mid-day. Noon time and meal time. I shout in a distant while I'm inside the car.

"Hey, mom!" As she heard, she turn her head next to me. Stop her stitching clothes after heard familiar voice. The Black Sheep's voice. Eh? Then, I brought nothing for her but she met me gladly. Long for looking his son. I enter the house. She's with her other child.

At meal time, I tell story-like a spoiled child.

She listen while we eating our meal. Her self-cooked Tinola!

"Mom . . ." I say with my phone at left hand and spoon on my right. "What should I do if I'm extremely like a girl?" I open this such things.

"What kind of extremely like? You admire someone, son?"

I answer, "Yes mom." Then I smile.

"Oh my son, you've broke up upon many times like on Sandra, I know you." And she laugh after saying this. Putting the finish dish on washed because we'd almost done eating.

We talk along as half of the day, anything I did under the publicity. She advised me to continue studying dentistry. Her words reminds me,

"Son, go to your study so your dad will be proud of you. Girls around, anywhere and anytime you can have it. You can marry someday, I'll set the freed to choose. I won't stop you regarding marriage. But it is good for your future to have a professional job."

I learn a lot that time. I have a sleeping hope my mother. I really feel sorry. It was not the time for my tooth-works study, mom.

Anyway, what time is it, it's ugh, it is running-out evening. I have to go on the Central Park. I wish tonight, I'm about to see the girls-Miss Nerdy and Ukulele Girl.