Kathrin. Koch(Oracle)

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Father & Daughter

We have not had a face-to-face conversation since five years ago. My father, Volker Koch, the current Direktor of the Buro, is always busy dealing with every kind of matters that take place inside and outside Rheinland. Every time when we talk, we have to use transmission, which is the communication tool that I hate the most. The transmissions indeed help us talk with someone we really want to more efficiently, but when we want to talk with our beloved ones, they are as useless as trash. What is the point to use them when you cannot touch your biological father’s face physically?

He does not know I am addicted to the cardamine. He does not know about the pressure I am suffering. He does not even know how lonely I am. Of course, I have tons of friends, but they will never replace him. I’ve not told him because I love my father, and I don’t want to distract him while he’s at work. I have to tell him I’m doing great every time through transmissions.

One Wednesday evening, to my surprise, he came to see me when I was just ready to take a shower I opened the door as I heard the knocks. To be honest, it was not his arrival that shocked me, but his unusual smile instead. Apparently he was not busy with those businesses then, which means you do not need to worry he will be mad at you because his thought is interrupted by your “pointless” statements. I felt relaxed and even forgot to turn off the water in the bathroom until he reminded me. I did want to tell him what was happening to me these days, but as I looked at his smile, and the way how he looked at me, I hesitated and finally gave up the idea. I did not want him to worry about me again. The “old man” sitting in front of me has suffered more than he could afford, especially the disappearance of his wife. Regardless, that night was the longest one I’ve ever experienced.