Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#9 Sweet Birthday

Ouch. My whole body hurts. He did not make a sound, but the nerves connected there made me dizzy with every ‘message’ he delivered. It hurts! Tired up! Do something else! Change positions!

I don't know how long I've been standing with my adult hands behind me holding on to my upper hand. Other babies who are my age must have blurred and sang melodious to make the eardrum tingling.

I am really very patient here. You guys want to make me patient how much longer, Ira, Sari?

“Done~” said Ira with great pleasure managed to put on me all the attributes he had prepared almost a month ago.

After letting these two women dress me hanbok, traditional Korean clothes, whose color is not ‘aku’ very. Aaa! Glancing at it a little bit has made me even more limp. The red color is so striking!

Don't make me think about the decorations! A long patterned ribbon at the end of my short hair and a large flower bando in the middle of my head. How could such a decoration be this heavy?! What the hell is it made of? A precious stone of 1,000 carats?!

If only I had known it would be this exhausting, I would have balked at the birthday party! I feel more muscle dead than happy.

“Let's go out. I've intentionally brought a large mirror outside.” Ira was very excited to carry me.

Uh. Also true. It's been a year, but I still don't know how my face is. Most of what I hear is that I look like Dad. Is this my time to verify it?

We passed through my bedroom door. There is a large enough mirror that is high placed against the wall next to the door. I was just dropped in front of him.

“Beauty kan~” asked Ira sitting next to me.

Those black eyes caught the light directly from the reflection of the glass. The sweet round face was wrapped with an unusual decoration in my eyes. Despite being spun with various decorations, her black hair still showed her brilliant health.

Glossy~ Beautiful~ My face is like a photocopy of papa's face. Like the baby girl version. I understand now why everyone was so weak-hearted when they saw me. My own heart was made weak with it!

“Pappa!” I said pointing at myself.

“Oh yes. We must ask papa's opinion also yes.” Ira looks excited.

That's not what I meant!

“What?”

The voice of it—

“Iki~ View! Rasyi is funny, right? Beautiful right?” Ira pulled me slowly closer to her.

Rizki was speechless looking at me, “hmm.” her gaze was simply thrown away.

Doesn't that matter how you are with your son?! Huh uh?!

“Pappa!” call me make him look at me, “Pappa!” I pointed my face back. Our faces are the same! Still want to suck?!

She's speechless. There was a little laugh from him. Papa—dia laughed off immediately?! Eh?! Eh?! Eh?!!

This is the first time I've seen him laugh so hard. Judging from the faces of the people here, it seems like it is quite impossible. Like the promo of all products 100% free in the supermarket.

“You're too ingenious.” Rizki was still smiling finishing her laughter while continuing to look at me.

He understands what I mean~ That's nothing new. But... it's the first time I've listened to a compliment from papa~'s mouth

“Aneh.” he continued.

…

Thanks for the compliment, papa~ You are so annoying ya~ I promise if I get bigger later, I will kick your shin. Papa can't doctor~ Papa know if it feels very very very painful?

“Rasyi~” That voice, it's been a long time since I heard it.

“Aa Ayyeeis!” brother Fares!—A! He wears Hanbok too! A pair with mine!

Fares? What did you do to my eyes? For a moment why do you look cute? I am not interested in children. Is it because I haven't seen him in a long time? To be sure, the clothes fit him perfectly. She's really sweet!

I put my body back a little bit to see his face more clearly. He still hugged my waist and both of my hands were still clutching tightly to his shoulder. His smile was getting sweet.

“Achi kaaen aa o~” Rasyi kangen sister loh~

His smile faded confused with what I said, until finally called again, “Rasyi kangen sister ya?”

“Ya!” glad he could understand.

For a moment my attention shifted to Fares's complementary hat. Gee. Black color ornate silver. That's the color I like. I touched the hat, curious.

“Fares~”

Fares' spinning head didn't bother me to pay attention to his hat.

THE CZECH!

The camera sound and blitz were felt from our left side. I immediately held my hand and looked at her. Ira seems to have managed to take a beautiful moment with her pure white Mirrorless camera. It looks like Aunt Sari and Ira are already very excited about the contents.

Should I get my eyes used to that camera blitz? I passed the special audition for today. I don't like to be photographed…

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Although many have been opened, but why are there still many cards. Where did all these gifts come from?! But what came here was not so much.

I seem to think of Papa. His face was lethargic on the sofa down there. Is it because there are too many things scattered here. Papa doesn't like to mess up. Aunty Ira and aunts are still very excited to open the gifts.

“Rasyi~” back again the most crowded child.

Huh huh? I thought he'd bring his card from my handsome uncle's car. Why is he carrying a basket? What's the cake?

“This is a gift for Rashi~” he sits in front of me who is still busying himself with new toys. I'm used to, I'm happy to bite him.

The toy came off and I finally took the basket cover. Heh? Wait for... Heh?

Sari approached us, “This bunny~”

I know it's a rabbit, but are you sure it's the right gift for a one-year-old? This is probably Fares' idea. It was no surprise that Fares insisted on buying rabbits for my card.

Hah. Look at that face. His disappointment is so thick. How else would you like? I never thought I would buy an animal and keep it. Crossing my brain was just spending money and energy.

“Rasyi scared ya?” ask Ira.

I looked at Fares. It's hard to know if you don't like it but you have to pretend to like it. Time I had to force myself. I've forced myself too much to like something. If it's an animal problem, another story. It will be a prolonged decision.

Suddenly my hand was pulled by the little man. He lifted one white rabbit boy from the basket. The rabbit was near my hand. I held my hand to the rabbit.

“The details don't bite. Rasyi must have liked.” she held my hand while smiling at the twilight that momentarily stifled me.

Why is he smiling like that? He never smiled like that before. Is he so disappointed?

Heh. This kid is troublesome. Yes indeed. I accept. Adults will also think clearly and it is impossible to let me take care of my pets myself.

Don't smile like that anymore. I approached her face and tried to kiss her on the forehead. Already right?

“Achi vinegar!” sanku.

He looks very surprised. I don't know what he was ashamed of with that red face. I was finally surprised. He smiled as simple as usual.

What's on his mind?