The cassette of his life, part 1

I'ts been some months now. Tomorrow is my 16th birthday. Tomorrow is the day that I'll see my mom on tape and that I get more information about my dad. That I can finally start my journey. That 'm going to say goodbye to my grandfather, home and school. It's going to be one of my best days ever. I can't wait.

   1 day later

The day has finally come. I'm 16. I'm lying in my bed. It's 9:30 am. I'm going to say hello to grandfather. He's already at my door, I can see him through the glass of my door. He knocks. He says: "Happy birthday, Yuko". It reminds me of the message on the back of the photo of my dad.

 I told him: "Thank you grandfather, i'm happy". He already knows that this is a special day because i told him i found that cassette of my mom. First, i'm going to eat breakfast, then i'm going to wash myself, and then, then i'm going to watch the cassette, that I've been waiting for so long! Not even just those 3 years, but my whole life, but just without knowing that there was a cassette specially made for me from my mom.

                                                               3 hours passed

I'm here. In my room, plugging the cassette in my cassetteplayer. It's loading on my mini TV, and there it is. I see my mom. She has a letter in her hands. She starts reading, she says: "Dear Yuko, I have a illness, I'm sorry that I'm going to pass away, but before I do that, I want to make this. I want to make a cassette for my son about his dad and me before I pass away. I hope that you're watching this when you're sixteen, if yes, happy birthday! I will tell you a bit of information about your dad that nobody except me and him knows. His real full name is: " Zuro Sameru", i didn't gave you his last name because he isn't really worth it if he leaves his family. In case you want to go search him, here's some information. Zuro, your dad left in march 2002, he went away to Saudi-Arabia, and not Syria." She said that he went to the capital of Saudi-Arabia, Ryad, street: Riyadh’s Nojoud Mall's street, number: 43. Same as my uncle said. Pretty weird, because she said that she and dad were the only ones who knew.

 She continues: " You probably heard from grandfather that we were arguing whether or not I had to be a muslim. That's wrong, I just had to say that reason of Zuro. he went to Europe because of a cult. His leader said he had to make a European child. To offer to Satan." I'm shocked. Right now I'm crying my eyes out. It's been so long since I've cried. All the emotions I've never expressed are coming out. I thought my father loved my family, but he just made me for a stupid fucking cult!! she continues saying:" Your father was manipulated by the leaders of the cult. I know it's hard to hear this, I wish that you would've never had to hear this.Thats why i wanted for you to watch this when you're 16, this could ruin' you life, I know. But i want you to stop thinking that it was a good father. Anyway, I'll continue. It was a dirty cu-." 

I turned off my TV. I'm still crying. Who would've thought this?? My grandfather is waiting downstairs in tension. I told him I would tell him everything that mom said on the cassette. I don't even wanna hear the rest of the story but i guess I'll have to. I'll watch the rest tommorow. I'm going to tell everything to my dear grandfather, he deserves this. He's the only person i love. Please, never let me go, grandfather.