Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#45 Cross-Back

(“Wait! Let me help you treat your wounds a little.”)

I was following someone who was rinsing his face in front of the office. I met him when I came home from overtime.

(“No. Please go.”)

That man, he refused my help. But why can't I remember the man's face? According to the newspaper, he should have been Rizki.

(“I won't leave before treating you.”)

It can! His face began to appear. Aye? That's right papa, right? Then why⏤

“Hah!” quickly I inhaled my breath equating to the increasingly unreasonable work of the heart.

(“Me.”)

This sound. Not wrong anymore. This is the heartless grandfather.

(“Just turn off there.”)

(“Awas!”)

The speeding heartbeat creeps in and forcefully inserts it into the eardrum. The hole from the bullet path was clearly visible. Right, that grandfather shot Sekar to death.

“Aah!” my head is getting sick and sick. Can't do anything but press it with both hands.

My eyes caught that figure. My eyes are falling down. Up there I can catch the expression of the figure of the man who was away. But the tremors in his body and his fear still radiated clearly. Papa's….

(“Bos, we misfired people.”)

(“I also know, stupid.”)

That grandpa. From his voice to the left of my ear, he must be angry.

Uh! An increasingly farsighted and darkened vision. Is it not strong anymore?

(“I'm sorry.”)

That, papa's voice right?

Not yet closed, slowly the eyes widened again. His regretful face looked very close as he sat watching Sekar who had fallen. I don't know why I could feel it again the tremors of fear that the man was sending.

Suddenly his eyes widened slightly. His face became worried and angry. I admit his expression was very different at the time.

(“Already, right? You can go now.”)

Papa seems to have taken off his hoodie. Deft hands do whatever around my screen of sight. For a moment he felt something in his pocket.

(“Enak really go!”)

At the far end, it fused one's faint face with the dark night sky. That's the grandpa.

(“Need to be beaten again him, boss!”)

(“Iya boss. Let him recede!”)

(“Wait...,”)

The grandfather lets Rizki get busy with Sekar while he notices the one in front.

(“Lack of Dawn, Ivory!”)

Papa looked straight at his suddenly angry father.

What was? What is the anger for? The old building on the right side.

Oho! CCTV though?

(“Bos. I think someone's in there.”)

(“Shut up! I know!”)

The man was silent for a moment and he finally left carrying his angry face, until he was not caught in my sight anymore. The tension disappeared, but not with the pain he had Sekar. Of course he was trying to survive.

(“I'm sorry.”)

Papa's?

(“Just a minute. Hold it for a minute.”)

He looked at his cell phone. Directly held the object in his ears and shoulders while still busy.

(“What is this?!”)

Other sounds. Rizki looked behind him.

(“Father has a vehicle?! Please take us to the hospital!”)

His eyes slowly closed and opened. Not strong but not giving up. The scenery keeps changing. Until I finally saw a dark room with light moving over and over again. Is this in the car?

(“I'm sorry.”)

Again, he said that with a face full of regret. A hand looks, it seems like a hand has energy?

Uh! Waitaminute! Why am I even nudging papa's cheek? Look, papa to the surprise.

(“Iya... I'm sorry...”).

Surprised, staring at the scene that was including rare. He showed a puddle of water in his eyes. Ah, those brown eyes are beautifully shiny. The man was crying⏤

“Rasyi!”

Quickly I open my eyes, “Hah haaaa..”.

What was? It's not in the car anymore. It's on the road, but why is everything light like this? Morning already?

“You're not papa?” Aaron? She looked so awkward as to squat next to me, “Is anyone sick? Her head?”

Wait for. Waita minute!

I touched her hand to calm her down. Wait, Aaron. I'm confused too.

“Aaron News. I'm dizzy,” managed I coaxed her.

Oh yea. That was Sekar's memory on the day of the incident. I'm Rasyi, not ‘aku’ who got shot there.

It looks like I'm sitting squatting next to an already fragile fence wall. My other hand was still holding my head. Thank goodness the pain was gone.

I looked around and I could see the location of the incident at that time with the building that was the silent witness. A small banner that says ‘dijual’ and phone number is already there.

“Rasyi...,” Aaron is still worried.

Ah, I have to smile even a little, “It's okay, just a little dizzy earlier. Don't worry so.”

He lowered his hand, “Yuk. Rasyi must be tired. We home. Yes?”

“Wait, rest for a while here,” I fix my seat fold it forward and hide my face in between, “Capek really.”

Aaron's voice disappeared. I realized he was sitting next to me. We both pay attention to cars and motor vehicles that are quiet passing by. Fortunately, the sun to the west was behind the building.

Now I remember what happened that day. But the story is definitely not finished with Sekar who closed his eyes in the car. There's more, right?

I closed my eyes for a moment. Trying if I can remember it again.

Uh. There aren't. My brain can't dig it anymore.

“Rasyi.”

Aaron called me?

I opened my eyes and looked at him, “What?”

“You invited me because of Aunt Sekar?”

Oh, that's right too. Aaron agreed to come with me. So I don't think I need to make up a story. I finally forgot that he knew nothing.

Never mind. I already discussed this in front of him, “Iya.”

“Why didn't you tell me?!”

Aye? Is he angry? Shouldn't I be the one getting angry? He kept it a secret even though he heard papa's name in that case!

Follow shrinking my face, “Terus why did Aaron not say if you know?”

Instantly he gave a strange expression and threw away his face. What the fuck? Don't tell me he was asked by ‘tua’ to keep it a secret from me.

“Hahs. Everyone is the same. There is always something secret when it is my business,” I put my chin to my feet that I still hug, “I know how, Aaron also keep something secret.”

Aaron suddenly stood up. Hard he pulled my hand until it went wrong to sit me down, “That's because you always want to know! But you are afraid to know! What if you heard uncle killed?”

What say?! Immediately I took my hand and stood up, “Papa is not a killer!”

“I know, Rasyi. But like aunt Nita, there are still many who do not believe.”

“You don't believe it either?!”

“Not so!” he seemed to be holding himself back. Again he clasped my hand, “Already. Let's go home.”

I restrained him before I could take a step, “Do not set me!”

He looks very angry, “I'm protecting you, Rasyi!”

“You are not my man! Stop meddling in my affairs⏤Aa!”

Whose hand is in my head?! Huh uh?! Brother Fares?!

Fares already held our heads together, “Don't fight.”

I took my hand from Aaron's. My steps drew closer to Fares and thoughtlessly hugged his waist. Hiding from Aaron.

“What are you fighting for this time?” Fares put his hand on my head.

The answers asked were not coming out of our mouths. I can't stand Aaron anymore who can only manage. Always the reason to protect me. The boyfriend is not. Love boy or what the hell is a child?!

Wait for. Why is there Fares? Don't-don't….

“Sister Fares,” I raised my head, “Papa..

This High School student plays sad eyebrows with a still calm smile, “Sorry yes.”

Be present! How will I explain it?!