Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter

Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#19 Three Years Passed


“Thank you, om~” I gave him a smile after giving him a hand to help me get off the car.


He smiled brightly, “Sama-sama, non.”


Immediately I ran to shake my hairy and rabbit-eared backpack. The blue skirt that was fused with the vest, looked already dirty with all the stains and sand. The entrance forced me to take off my black shoes.


I found someone behind that door, “Papa~” Rasyi rumah~


The calm face, which would not be moved by anything, caught me running towards him. My hug hit his leg.


I open my backpack, “Papa, look!”


“Papa still working,” Rizki open my arms, “Sit for a while.”


It is realized that a grandmother is sitting on a simple bed in front of Rizki. He came again. Must be because of the exhaustion.


Yes, Rasyi will calm down. Along with that, I sat in papa's comfortable chair. I put my bag on the table and opened what I wanted to show while waiting for him.


“Smartnya,” Grandma started the pleasantries, “What age is it?”


“Five years!” my hand raised with his five fingers, “At the moment Rasyi is six years old loh~”


“Yes yes, two years different with Jagad.”


Yes, yes too. That brat is now in SD. In two or three months I will follow.


Basically I'm way too fast a year from the SD entry standard. I, whose birthday is right at the beginning of this new learning year, am at the minimum age of SD admission. If it wasn't a recommendation from Dr. Dara, maybe I'd have another year's worth of TK.


“Please multiply rest,” Rizki started talking. “If it's a corn problem, just bring it here. Can help grandma nap.”


Ah, so remember. The old man of Jagad is fairly hard and he says he is on the verge of damage. Both are more concerned with the work of each. So the grandmother volunteered to take care of Jagad with her brother. Perhaps it was also the origin of his barbaric nature.


Yes even so, he should have behaved a little sweeter.


Relieved to see papa handling him quickly. Papa works very well as always. The grandmother went to bring her prescription medicine. Finished too!


“Pa, look!” I immediately showed the results of my picture, “Rasyi got another star!”


“Great.”


I was waiting for the continuation of his reaction. Whereabouts? Iwait-wait.


His black eyes were on me, “Gigi Rasyi is sick. Can't eat chocolate.”


Hid. Fail again. My efforts to be a proud child do not move his iron heart.


“Let's buy me a toy,” return the paper to my bag.


Iishh! Don't need!


“Rasyi want to play outside,” I go down the chair and go carry my bag.


“Change a shirt first.”


“Iya!”


I continued to pull out my face as I stepped in search of the aunt who helped me change clothes. Irritatingly. Almost three years of this governing nature is increasingly becoming.


Speaking of the last three years, one by one changes began to appear. One of them is about him who suddenly opened a practice at home. I was never locked up again either. It looks more like a normal life rich doctor with his daughter⏤quiet no problem.


Then what Hendra talked about at that time was right. There is no danger to fear. Yeah, I have no reason not to believe it anyway.


For the plan to run away from home, it looks like I have to forget it and live comfortably here. That's my right, right? Whyever not?


My heart, work together and stop doubting.


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Her little hands helped put butterfly wings on my back. The last touch, a small pink ink crown. This day will be exhausting.


“Happy Halloween~” the sound of a crumb one of my neighbors is excited.


I with a variety of other kids try to style with a variety of costumes. Fairy godmother, prince, office worker, dinosaur monster. The problem is, this is not Halloween! We are still far from October!


“Continue? How?”


Waiting for October?


“Mom's word, we can knock on the door of the house can continue to brown.”


“But it's only abroad. Here no.”


The lethargic rails instantly changed their sense of happiness. Heh. Yes sad.


“What if we make drama only. As in TV.”


Huh.yeah, that would be nice…


“Rasyi became a fairy who captured dinosaurs and frogs, then wonder woman,” the campreng pointed to himself, “ will help. Prince Aaron and CEO Boss of Jagad also please yes.”


Gee. What an amazing story.


“I'll eat you!” the dinosaur came.


Oh, I should be scared, right? “Not~ Don't, Mr. Dinosaur. Please save me~”


“I'll help you, fairy!” Aaron was carried away.


“Not, I'm the one who helped Rasyi!” Jagad.


Yep. Start another debate between the conscienceless boss and the prince boy.


Hah, this pain.


I raise my hand holding the fairy wand, “The Fairy will save herself!” I hit the stick slowly towards the dinosaur, “Go to you!”


“Rasyi! Pain!”


The frog looks bored pressing both cheeks, “Ah.. want to eat chocolate.”.


Immediately deserted the state of the terrace of the house of one of these neighbors. They feel like they can no longer smile. Hah.. You can ask your house people! What deserves to be sad is me!


Oh, I can see papa across the street. He's receiving a package. Also true. I wear a sweet costume. Maybe he'll melt with my sweetness.


As fast as lightning I took the woven basket that became one of the toys , “Come, everything. We hunt brown.”


Without wondering, their spirit led him to follow. We ran lightly over the fence and approached towards my house. Papa noticed our arrival just before he entered the fence.


I stopped in front of him and held out that empty basket, “Trick or treat~”


She's speechless. No commenting. I waited patiently for his reaction other than a flat face like a teflon body.


He leaned his body on the pillar of the fence, “Rasyi can not eat chocolate.”


Wow, papa this robot is so cruel ya~


Suddenly a large pack of chocolate candy floated in my basket. Heh? I looked for the angel who had suddenly descended, putting aside the encouragement of the children behind me. Ira?


“Spent ya~” she holds her cheeks blushed.


Wah~ Of course⏤wah?! Where's my chocolate down, papa?!


His hands opened the big wrap. He took one at a time and gave it to the children behind me. They cheered. Except me. Rizki folded the openings in the wrap, unwilling to know the irritated expression on my face that was not given a part. Fucking demons!


“What business is it, Ira?” Rizki ignored me who was angry at her feet.


“Can't ya just play~?” Ira smiled sweetly.


Rizki momentarily silent and then back to step into the house, “Terupon course.”


Papa this one is cruel not kelulungan!


At first glance I heard an annoyed sigh from Ira. Ira again gave a disappointed expression. This reaction sometimes makes me think that he keeps a taste in Rizki. That's not possible, is it? Jutek people are loved.


Ira continued his familiar words, “Rasyi again play what? Aunty join dong~”


Oh, I'm a little ah~ “Tante Ira, aunt likes papa ya~?”


She's speechless. A second later smiled thinly. Blushed cheeks accompanied by index fingers that perch in front of the mouth. His eyes blink next door, “Ssst.”


I smile amusedly, “Ooooh....really?!”


“Sst,” he's still smiling with his shy face.


Hmm. I shouldn't have asked.