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Smoking with god (part 1)

  • Rain Chudori-Soerjoatmodjo

  /   Sun, July 12 2009   /  11:09 am

My father has his own window in the second floor, in the study where he sleeps. I guess it's not only a study now. It is also father's bedroom. The window my father sleeps in is white and large and made out of pretty strong wood with some cuts and jags here and there. There are no curtains. Father prefers it that way. Father sleeps in the room on the second floor that used to be his study. His items were moved upstairs, to this room, one day, by him and the maid while mother was at work. When mother went home that day, she was not surprised to find father's cupboard empty and his night stand missing. The tiles that the night stand used to be in were white, in contrast to the tiles around it. I thought that was funny. I thought it would be dirty and dusty. That night, mother did not say anything to anyone in the house, and went straight to bed but father called me upstair...