We were walking around aimlessly, searching for a place to eat but so far, the places that we frequented were packed. At this point, we were all hungry so we were okay with any place as long as it was air-conditioned and had delicious-smelling food.
Maybe it was a wrong idea to leave the house when it was near lunch time but Papa overslept because he had arrived home from work really late last night so he needed to have plenty of sleep. Even though she did not voice it out, Mama was quite worried about Papa and I could tell because she kept casting uneasy glances at Papa.
Finally, we came across a cafe after we crossed a room. From the outside, the cafe appeared to be really clean and spotless, and the windows were wiped really clean that you could see your own reflection. As I was about to lift my eyes to see the name of the cafe, Mama dragged me inside and a wonderful cool breeze greeted our faces.
Thankfully, there were not many customers inside so we could easily find a vacant table. I sat down and drummed my fingers on the cool table absentmindedly. Papa immediately rushed to order us food as currently there was no line. An exasperated sigh escaped Mama's lips and she begrudgingly stood up to join Papa. I guess in a rush Papa forgot to ask us what we wanted for lunch.
From where I sat, I could see Mama mildly reprimanded Papa who gave her a small, sheepish smile. After seeing that exchange, a smile instantly filled my face. It had been a long time since I saw Mama and Papa next to each other. Having to work overnight for consecutive days could be blamed for that. Even though I was told Papa was at home, I had this uneasy feeling that Papa was cheating on Mama with another woman. Last night, Papa came home looking a little inebriated and smelling like lavender.
Mama hates lavender.
My eyes darkened at the vision of Mama and Papa arguing when Papa's dirty secret came to light. While I peered through a small opening of my bedroom door, observing the fight closely. What would I do when that happened? My hands clenched as my mind played over multiple scenes of a situation that may likely occur in the near future. Abruptly, I stood up and grabbed my bag. It was laughable how I managed to sneak out of the cafe unnoticed by my own parents.
Maybe I am better off without them.
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