Semua Bab Sin With Me, Sunshine: Bab 1 - Bab 4

Sofia"Honestly, Sofia," my mother sighed, dabbing at her temple with a lace-edged handkerchief. "You admit yourself she wears... trousers to church sometimes, she doesn’t stay in the hostel some night, definitely drinking and clubbing, she is not the kind of person you should be in the same room with, you have to stay somewhere else." She lamented passing a verdict on my new roommate for my final year. My father adjusted his tie, his expression stern. "A young woman of God does not associate with such... influences. These worldly distractions will pull you away from the path." He leaned forward, "We worry about your soul, Sofia. Being in the same room with someone who lives like that... it taints you."Taints me? I sat on the edge of the sofa, my hands clasped tightly in my lap, my knuckles white, storm raged inside of me, but on my face was a placid, obedient mask I had perfected over twenty-one years. "She's... she's not a bad person, Mama, Papa. She just... lives differently, I h

Sofia I couldn’t believe I had actually said yes to Clara. I stood watching Clara toss clothes around, I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. What was I thinking? Attending a birthday party, at a club?“Okay, absolutely not,” she finally declared, holding up a pale blue linen skirt that reached my ankles. “We are not taking you to a club looking like you just stepped out of a church social. Which, I know, is kind of your whole… thing, but tonight, we break the mold, okay? I will lend you something that shows off… well, you.”“No,” I said quickly, perhaps too quickly. “You know I won’t wear short, tight dresses.” Clara sighed, dropping the top she was holding. “Sofia, seriously? You can’t go in one of those skirts. Trust me, you’ll feel completely out of place. More than you already will.”“I have a pair of jeans,” I offered hesitantly, hoping it might be a compromise. I rarely wore them, but they were technically less formal than my skirts. I quickly searched for them and threw them