Geek's Obsession

Encounters

As the long-locked, fierce beard, stern faced man drove home at a speedily paste- contemplating about the headteacher's statement and Zipporah's actions, Zipporah sat in the front seat next to her pa with a frown on her face. As seconds went by tension continued to rise.

"Why you haffi beat di boy? Remember what I said about schools like this, you haffi fit in and excel." Sarai said in a frustrated tone.

"Because he called me a nigger, he went too far and especially because he hurt my friend." She said defensively, whilst her father shook his head at her words.

"Unless someone touches you then you can touch them, but he didn't, meaning you had no right, pickney. Regardless, rise above it always." sternly instructed Sarai. "Listen to me, pickney, nothing will annoy another person more than learning and showing them you can overcome them; to show them that you're a better person than them." He continued.

As the car came to a halt Sarai turned and looked at his oldest child with sincerity. My big daughter, he thought in admiration as he waited for her reply.
"Yes Pa, I understand. This is a lesson which has now been learnt. But like you always say, everything happens for a reason." Zipporah replied in a mature manner as she digested her father's lecture.

Both father and daughter went in for a hug before dabbing on each other. They both pumped their right fists with each other, before doing finger lock movements and kissing their own index fingers, where their father and daughter ring goes. This was a handshake they would often use and they called it 'Double D'. They've had it since Zipporah was very young, which was before 'dabbing' became a global thing.

To treat his daughter, Sarai drove to the drive through of McDonald's, not to mention it was packed with cars.

"Yes! Thanks Pa!!" Zipporah leaned over to kiss her father's bristly cheek with a grin on her face.

"You best not tell your brudda bout' dis'." Warned Sarai, whilst in response Zipporah was quick to nod her head as to say, of course she won't.

"Can I have my usual please pa?" She asked, whilst her father nodded and went on his phone. Meanwhile, she got out a book from her backpack and read.

Almost 20 minutes later, Sarai handed the money over to the young lady, with a face and neck full of freckles, who stood on the other side of the window. In return he got back a chicken and bacon cheesy wrap with fries, orange juice with no bits, and Sweet&Sour sauce, which he handed to Zipporah. And for himself he got an original big mac meal with a bottle of water.

After eating in the car park, both father and daughter got out the car and entered the African shop to purchase some green banana, plantain, calalloo , akki, kidney beans, and cornmeal powder. Once purchased they walked down the street to a superstore named Iceland. Much to their surprise once in Iceland, they bumped into Jaesung and his parents. Once the families locked eyes with each other they had big grind on their faces, accept from Bin, of course. Bin gave daggers at Sara and a look of disapproval towards Zipporah.

On the other hand, Jaesung speedily walked towards Zipporah and hugged her, strongly, for an approximate of 5 seconds. Zipporah patted his back and let out a small giggle. The mother of Jaesung and the father of Zipporah just watched the two in curiosity.

"Thank you for everything. Thank you and I'm sorry for today." Jaesung said once he parted from Zipporah, with a sympathetic expression on his face before bowing.

Zipporah blushed, feeling a bit shy at this quiet boy's sudden act of bravery by just pulling her into a hug. Not just in front of his family and in public, but in front of her own father. Also his words were not hesitant, but strong and honest. In addition, he bowed and made her feel like royalty.
Zipporah nodded her head at Jaesung with a smile on her face before saying. "Don't be sorry or thankful, it is nothing."