First Station

My Dad received bad news from Japan. On the day we were happily celebrating my birthday, suddenly someone called at home. We were surprised when we received a call because we never give our phone number to other people other than our grandmother. I know we have a phone but Mom and Dad just make it a decoration at home.

Dad stood up and answered the call from the phone.

I could see the smile on his face that suddenly disappeared. Did bad news come to Dad? We were just surprised when he let go of the glass he was holding and broke it. We all fell silent at Dad's reaction then.

"Dad?" Mom called him. I know Mom was suddenly worried about what Dad had done. So am I.

Dad nodded and slowly hung up the phone. He suddenly sobbed and cried. Dad was crying. Later he punched the wall and kicked it. Mom and I got up and immediately approached him and stopped him. My heart beat faster.

What's the matter, Dad? I want to ask him because I am worried and I want to know why he is like that.

"LINEO! What's the Problem ?! Tell me!" Mom waved at him. Dad stopped and faced us. He looked at Mom before turning his gaze to me. He approached me and touched my cheek. I was surprised when he hugged me tightly.

My heart beat faster and faster when I realized that there was a problem.

I was shocked when he faced Mama and his face was crying and at the same time... smiling? Why is he smiling? just now he seems to have lost a relative. What is happening to Dad? Is he crazy?

"Corra! I already bought a house in Japan! We already have a house in Busan!" I was stunned when Dad jumped for joy and hugged Mama while mama and I were stunned.

If he is happy, then why did Dad cry like an idiot? I sighed.

If that is good news for them, it is not for me. I suddenly thought of the promise I had made to Lola Shin. It can't be. I promised her before that I would marry the grandson of her best friend when we went to Japan. I did not know that Dad bought a house in Japan. We were just poor so I knew I would never be able to go to Japan. Lola Shin was also sick then so I agreed to what she wanted. I did not know that this would happen in an instant.

I suddenly cried and shouted because I could not accept it. As I sat on the floor I stomped my feet. I even slapped the floor with a spoon and fork so Dad and Mom approached me and asked about my problem.

"Y/N? Are you also happy that you are crying too much?" Dad asked me a happy question. I shook.

"Do I look happy? Dad, you know that by the time we go to Japan, Lola Shin will ask me to marry her friend's grandson. I don't want to get married yet!" I said crying. "Take back the money you used to buy the house" I shouted.

Mom and Dad were surprised by my reaction and they also seem to remember what Lola Shin said before.

My parents even looked at each other before Dad came up to me and held my head. He smiled and soon cried for a long time. This time it is real. I was stunned. What is this again?

"Why are you crying again, Dad?" I asked.

"I did all this for you and your brother's sake. Forgive me Y/N, my daughter" Dad hugged me. I did the same and the three of us cried. Dad always thinks of us but what about my happiness? I no longer have the freedom to choose the person I will love.

***

After our family's visa was approved and the passport was obtained, we immediately left the Philippines for Japan. I still do not think that the poor like us will be able to go to Japan and have their own house.

"Y/N, don't worry. I know that Lola Shin has forgotten that thing" Dad cheered me up but I know that Lola Shin will never forget that. Even though he was old, his memory was even sharper than a knife.

"I thought it was cold here in Japan?" my brother's complaint.

"It's summer so it's not cold," I replied.

I just leaned my back on the chair and read Wattpad. Even though I'm thrilled from what I am reading, I still can't help but think about my marriage. I also tried to read weird things but I still can not help but think about my marriage. I can no longer sleep properly.

***

When we got off the plane I did not regret that I wore less fabric. I only wore a short sleeveless dress and sandals. Dad immediately called a Taxi and we drove to Tokyo Train. I met so many people with similar faces at the Airport and almost all of them looked alike. What if you got robbed? You will never find the culprit because they have the same faces and they are similar to each other. Skinny, tall, yellowish skin color and "asdfejfocnak" are what they keep saying. I do not understand them at all.

Dad bought a Ticket and Mom and I just waited in the Waiting area for the ticket. Dad was so long I already felt the need to go to the restroom, so I told Mom that I am going to use a restroom. She agreed and told me to hurry because the train would arrive soon.

I quickly looked for a restroom but I never thought I would not be able to read Japanese! I saw two doors. For women and men. I just don't know where the other woman is since both doors do not have any icon sign. Since I do not know how to read hangul yet and I am in a hurry, I opened the left door.

I was shocked when I opened the door and when I entered, a man who was closing the zipper of his pants suddenly bumped into me. I thought I was going to slip and fall to the floor because of the force of his bump but I did not expect him to catch me with one hand while his other hand was holding the zipper of his pants.

I looked at his face and I was almost shocked to see his face. He is handsome and he has clear skin.

Oh my, he is my type! Is he a volleyball player?

I never thought I would meet such a very handsome creature before I got married.

I suddenly thought that if I could just choose who I want to marry I would bring this man in front of my grandmother and parents as a candidate.

Too late, I am already arranged with another man.

What happened earlier cannot be erased from my mind. I could not believe I could see an angel in such an embarrassing way. Somehow I was happy with what happened.

Flashback

"Daijōbudesu ka?" (are you ok?)

I did not understand what he said.

"I l-love you too, b-but your zipper ..." This is all I answered him since maybe he is telling me that he loves me. I shyly pointed to his hand holding his Zipper. We stared at each other and then he was suddenly surprised when I said I love you too and pointed to the zipper. Didn't I love you what he told me?

"Eh?!" I don't know if he liked what I said or he just couldn't believe it because I told him before. He was shocked and then he helped me ​​up slowly but he did not take his eyes off me.

He turned around and adjusted his zipper. He still had a hard time closing it because I could hear the click of his tongue. I smiled at him as he faced me. He took a deep breath before he asked me.

"Japanese?" He asked.

"N-no I am a Filipino from the Philippines" I replied shyly. He nodded for a moment and took something from his pocket. I saw him take out the phone and look for it before typing something.

"Seno ka?" (It should be Sino ka / Who are you) My eyes widened at what he said. He was shaking and his accent was strange but I was more surprised and a little confused.

He is Japanese, right?

"Did you know how to speak Tagalog or English?" I asked shyly. I suddenly became curious about him.

"Uhm ..." He was about to answer when suddenly someone shouted.

"Nii-chan!" a girl came running toward us. She called the man in front of me Nii-chan. So, I am right, he is a Japanese guy.

The woman approached us then looked at me. He looked at me from head to toe. I was scared. The way she looked at me made my bones chill. She clings to the man's arm as if she was showing me that she owns him. Maybe they have a relationship.

Thinking about that makes me jealous.

The man smiled at me and excused himself so he could have a proper conversation with the woman who just interfered with my special moment with him. They talked and I cannot understand them since they speak Japanese. They both glanced at me. Maybe they are talking about me. The woman looks at me and I feel like she doesn't like me. The woman seemed to have asked something.

When they were finally done talking to each other they approached me.

"W-what is your name?" he asked and when I was about to tell him my name my Dad suddenly called me.

"Y/N! Come on!" I ran to Dad and left him and his companion. I didn't even manage to answer his question. I hope we meet again even before I get married.

My name is Y/N.

End of Flashback