15. New Hope

Fany

I want to change Adrian inside and out. He must also be a religious man. This Sunday I forced her to take her to church. I dragged Adrian out of bed and into the bathroom.

"Adrian, who is he?" asked a girl on the bed, covering herself with a blanket. Quite beautiful.

I took a deep breath then answered while pointing at the door. "I'm Adrian's mother. Pack your things and get out of here!" Then I turned to Adrian. "You, hurry up and take a shower!"

"Come on, I hate showers."

"Enter the room, now!" I snapped, making Adrian rush into the bathroom. Lord, give me patient.

While Adrian was taking a shower, the girl he had sex with put on Adrian's t-shirt and pants, then left the room without making a sound. Good, she's gone, so I don't have to say much. It sucks, that girl isn't as pretty as me, only her chest is .... whatever.

I always planned to cut Adrian's genitals if in the morning I found a woman in his bed. Like a dog, once it's been neutered, it won't play with women anymore. Oh God, forgive my thoughts.

Adrian suddenly surprised me by opening the bathroom door. A wet white towel was wrapped around his waist as he looked around. "Minerva, you left your bikini behind!"

"She just left. Want to go after her?"

"Well, no need. Fan, try wearing this bikini, will it suit you?"

"Bath!"

He locked the bathroom door from the inside. The sound of the shower came back.

Irritating. Maybe in time I will really be his mother. Oh my God, that boy, when will he grow up? Kimberly is right. Maybe only by making Adrian kiss God's feet would he be serious about keeping his oath. I have to take him to church, must!

After he showered and dressed as usual, I dragged him to the car and he drove towards the church.

During the trip, Mom called, texted, but what a fool, I hated her. All this time he only took care of Big Brother, to him I was trash. Now Brother has run away with the builder who built the swimming pool behind our house in Beverly Hills.

I heard Mother tried to separate them, but failed. Brother chose to go to Indonesia, Bali, Batam, I don't know, he disappeared without a trace with his love, a kind burly man who was not interested in the Reine family's money. It was only after that incident that the old man paid attention to me.

Our car arrived in front of the Protestant church on Malboro 14th Street. I walked into a modern building and God! Without being forced, Adrian followed me like a puppy. I have to be quiet like this more often.

We sat in a row with other members of the congregation. When praying Adrian whispered and it made my ears hot. I hissed, "Shut up and pray." Adrian chose to remain silent. Maybe because he felt unnoticed, bored him?

I heard Mr. Santos preach, the bald man in the black robe with the white scarf. He tells to respect elders. Even though our parents are evil, as a child we must be devoted to them because without them we would not have been born in this world. I'm sorry God, but my mother is a real devil--oh God, forgive my thoughts.

After the sermon was over, I was about to call him, but Mother texted him first. He asked me to come to Beverly Hills, his home.

"Fany, tell me what's wrong? Why are you gloomy?" asked Adrian, he forced me to look him in the eye.

Adrian is always able to tell if I have a problem or not just by looking into my eyes, like now. Those beautiful eyes swept every inch of mine.

"Adrian, can you take me to Beverly hills?"

"Who do you want to meet there? Your new boyfriend?"

I shook my head as I walked towards the car with Adrian. "My Mom."