story part 2

suddenly, i thought of my dad's return on his seventh day when i was bathing.
so out-of-a-sudden randomly "day-dreaming"

even LOVES and roger(my 2nd brother-in-law) came to stay cum accompanied us.
all of us cramped into room,
angie and my mother slept on the bed.
whereas me and LOVEs left on the right side of the floor,
roger and may slept on the right side of the floor.

actually my mother want me and LOVES to stay at my bedroom
but i was whining all around saying, " i dont want la, i scared. i dont want la"
soo my mum took the both of us in.
HEHE

we prepared all the foods, eventually not all, SOME that my dad loved and placed them on the dining table.
and we get everything before twelve.

so we waited quietly for his return.
so we waited and waited,
nobody is there to make any noises.
and then VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM,
i hear the motorcycle's vrooming sound.
and then some kinds of "people-taking-either-a-spoon-or-fork out of the utensils basin"
yes, it's very creepy.
and i dont know why, i fell asleep not long ago.

angie told me she heard chaining sound,
she felt someone touched her, even may told me so.

angie told me that she didnt sleep for the whole day because she was shivering in fear the wole night.

i was wondering, why are we so scared of dad even tough we knew that he is our father?
our father that gave us the opportunities to come to this world,
our father who earned money and bring up.

why why why?