Music Shorts

#2

LIKE MY FATHER

It's been a year I am living with my husband. It's an arrange marriage. Though I always wanted to do love marriage like my parents. They also wanted their daughter to find her man by herself. But I couldn't work it out.

My husband is a corporate officer. An eligible, high profile person in society. Its my luck that I could engage with him. It might be that's I'm lucky but I'm not happy.

In a relationship, love matters the most. Love is created slowly by spending time with each other, gradually knowing one another and getting close gently. But there's no bit of love in our relationship.

He is too busy to spend time with me. After getting home by midnight, he straight goes to bed. I don't say anything as I know he must have a exhausting day. But even on the weekends, he used to do his office stuffs. Sometimes I have thoughts like, does he know that I exist in his life?

I can't live this life anymore. I never dreamt of this type of life. Tomorrow's my birthday. But who cares? It's 11:50. He still hasn't showed up. Only a bolded text has come,"I have to attend an urgent meeting today, also I have some office works to finish. I'll be late today. Don't need to make dinner for me." Here's foolish me, cooked all he likes on my birthday. I can't control myself. I'm calling him constantly. It was ringing before but now he might have turned it off. Why? Can't you just wish me on my birthday? I'm not demanding any expensive gift or your expensive time. Just a wish on my special day. Do you know it's my birthday?
I cry out louder.

Suddenly my phone rings. I grab it instantly thinking it's him but it was my dad. I look at the clock. It's already 12:10 am. My dad is also late. No one loves me to be honest. I wipe my tears and receive the call.

"Hello!"
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR SWEETHEART!"
"Thank you, dad and mom. Why are you late? It's not fair. You can't forget me like this."
"I was telling your dad to wish you first but your dad never gonna listen to me."  My mom voice come from the other side.
"Ah-huh?! It's your birthday as well, dear. How am I gonna wish anyone first without you?"

I born on the date of my mom's birthday. My dad always wish me and my mom together before. As now I live apart from them, He choose my mom to wish first. My mom means his wife was always his first choice. Their chemistry always fascinates me.

"Dad, do you remember when I was young I used to say I'll marry no one without you? I really meant that."
"Oh really?! But I'm already married with your mom. And I'm gonna marry no one, not even you."
"Ahhh! Your wife isn't pretty and old. And see I'm a beautiful young girl. Won't you choose me over her?"
"I know my girl is half mad. That's why, I found you your man. Now stop hitting on me, you pervert lady. Let me live happily with my wife."

I don't know why but i start to cry. My dad and mom both become speechless. They start to ask why I am crying. I can't say anything. I'm feeling helpless.
"Are you okay my dear? What happen? Have you fought with Charlotte?" Mom sounds worried.
"Mom, I envy you."
"What happen? Haven't Charlotte reached at home yet?" I hear my dad's strong voice.
"Yes, dad."
The call cuts.
I start to cry more harder. I never felt this much broken ever. What am I supposed to do?
I remember my mom used to say 'that a true love starts with a friendship, a kiss on forehead, a date night and a fake apology after a fight.'
I always dreamt of a guy who'd like my first crush, my first love, my first boyfriend ; my dad. But he's totally opposite to my dad. I want my man to love me how much 'my dad loves my mom.'

And suddenly the door bell rings. I get pissed off him. I even don't wanna see his face. Why does he come? I don't want to open the door but the bell keep ringing.
As I opened the door, Charlotte showed up. His hands are full of some colourful box. He is sweated and also looks nervous. However he gives all those packages in my hand and wishes me happy birthday.
I can't control my tears. I hug him though I was mad at him even a sec ago. He hugs me back and kisses on my forehead.
The true love story starts with a friendship, a kiss on forehead... He kisses me on my forehead. Does it mean.... Does it mean..... He is now gonna love like 'my father loves my mom'

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"Like My Father" by Jax, suggested by CharasukeUchiha3
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