I used to return home to celebrate certain occasions, undetected by any curious minds, especially the authority. Returning would be like reasons none other than semester breaks, long holidays and etc. At first father didn't know of my dealings, but after three years of university duration, father became curious as I did not show anything to relate to my studies - not a result slip, neither a scroll. When father asked about my convocation, I would tell them that I had to repeat certain papers, and that I may not graduate due to certain reasons.
My paternal and maternal uncles and aunts became more curious, They have been asking father about my development. The most concerned was my father's younger brother, a doctor, who told him that he would reccommend me for a job with a private company. But I didn't give a hint to anyone about my whereabouts. Then father found some strange items in my bag - a mask and a pair of gloves - and confronted me. I lied and said the items were for some team building programmes conducted by the university. And so my undrground activities were kept secret until today.
I would tell later about the training camps in Malaysia and Indonesia.
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