Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#62 Unpleasant Surprise
Ow hell! My head cannot be concentrated! Even the Korean drama series I was following did not provide my brain with enough nutrition for me to be able to deal with this situation.
Awake, Rasyi! This is not a date!! Episode four is over!
“You continue?” Aaron asked.
The point is am I watching if I don't get inside? “What time is it? I think we're finally here.”
“It's three hours.”
“Oh... huh?!” at three? Long time! It feels tired.
“What's really why? It's a holiday, reasonable dong relax-relax.”
Yeah anyway. Not wrong anyway. Plus, the Korean drama marathon was not possible for a moment. But out all this time without any news, papa must have let out an unpleasant look⏤
“Where? Want to continue?”
Oops, almost blackout for a moment, “I⏤iya deh. One more time.”
Ah~ always. No matter what happens, I always relate to Papa. Rasyi was already very dependent on this man.
Emm.. I better tell you first.
Aye? Why is my phone dead? I just turned off his voice.
“Rasyi daydreaming continues.”
“Ah! Sorry,” yes her name is also a beautiful girl full of things, “I want to tell papa.”
“Rasyi is refreshing away from your father so you can think.”
Hah, he really is at the peak of his protective attitude that even Rizki has never. Now I can be very grateful papa has a side no matter which is thicker.
“Ya doesn't mean I'm not news.”
Aye? Oh, oh, loh?! Why else with my phone?! Voice notification calls and messages jostling want out.
Aaron looks to panic, “Rasyi, people can be annoyed.”
Yeah, I know, but. Thankfully it stopped.
“Why is it?”
“Do not know,” both my thumb check that phone.
Eh?! Twenty calls and over forty messages from various apps. What's this?!
“Uncle Hendra, aunt Sari, aunt Ira, brother Fares. Everyone try to call me,” one family is in a demonstration right?! “It looks like it should call back deh.”
Aaaah! Call! How surprising!!
“Ya?” I took it without seeing who the call was from.
[“Rasyi no papa?! Where is rasyi now?!”]
The voice of Brother Fares. Why does she panic like that? “Rasyi again outside the same Aaron, to coworking space near the rice fields. Why indeed, sis?”
[“Coworking space.. oh yes that one...”].
Beside his muttering voice, there was an irregular sound from back there. He really is panicking.
[“Stay there, brother there now.”]
“Hah? Not necessary. Soon Rasyi came home with Aaron kok.”
[“Rasyi, wait brother! Don't go anywhere!”]
The pressure of every word made me unable to deny his words. Fares is rarely angry with me. If he raises his voice, he's really asking me for something urgent.
“Iya, Rasyi stays here,” I replied to the man.
[“Kakakak close first. If you call, pick up!”]
I can hear the sound of his vehicle from back there. He really came straight here, “Iya, sis.”
Call was cut off immediately. The people around me, how can they act all this weird anyway?
“Kak Fares huh?” it struck me that Aaron, who had set his eyes again, was watching me.
“Iya nih,” my finger runs another task, check all the messages and chat piled up, “Say again OTW here. Watch it already.”
His face looks very dislike, “Oke,” he started closing all his screen windows and running the shut down process.
Well. This too has been too long. Of course they're worried. Moreover, I didn't give any news that I was out with Harun⏤ which of course isn't, I mean it can't be called a date yet.
My little fingers found something. Those messages, just a call asking where I am. Should they be that big worried? If the baby can already type, could he also give me a message?
Really am! The first time you've walked in the last few years without them, it doesn't mean it has to be this big!
“Kok kak Fares suddenly want to come here?”
It must be because my phone is dead. Actually, I never felt it turn it off.
The sound of heavy breathing. Aaron showed a deep dislike for what was happening now.
I'm ashamed of myself! This gentleman really liked his time with me.
I put my phone on the table, “Thank you, Aaron. Very relaxing here. I have to take me back sometime.”
Thinking for a moment and then finally the smile broke, “Dong sure,” his hand was made to hold his chin, “So? How do you want to break up with your dad?”
Uh! True, all this time I was on vacation because I wanted to think. However, there does not seem to be any difference. I want to help and wait for what I can do.
Back to Rasyi who can't do anything? I hate it when I remember Papa saying it.
Doddle out! “Looks like I'm gonna be stubborn. I terrorized papa to want to follow me to something.”
“It doesn't have to be right?”
Hmm, start again? Posing similar to him and replying to his gaze, “You will know I dislike being restrained the most. Especially if for no reason.”
“Because I'm worried. Not enough?”
This is not the time to fight!! “I'm diligent in giving you news. No need to worry anymore, right?”
“Rasyi don't want me to help?”
People are not family of course there is a limit to interfere dong, but, “Harun is helping. Like now, later you must entertain me so as not to be upset,” I pointed his face, “So Aaron has promised!”
Warm face blushing at a glance, “Iya, promise⏤”
DRAK! BUKS!
That's what?! His voice was far ahead of us. In front of the building? The person who wasn't much around us also agreed and turned his gaze in that direction.
“Aaah!” again jolted because the call came in.
Please do! Stop surprising me, beloved phone! At least not when I'm tense!
“Halo?” I lifted him up and put him in my ear again.
[“Rasyi on which floor?!”]
“Sister Fares?” Aye? “Two floors, on his balcony. Sister already⏤”
BRACKET!
What else is it?! Heh?!!
I keep my cell phone out of my ear. Stand up and immediately turn off the call, “Kak Fares?!” I approached the balcony door in my left corner.
He leaned over, holding his curves by grasping his knees. His breath was short as if he had run fast. Fares, how could he get hurt until his clothes got dirty like this?
“Known's sister?” him, the employee here?
“Iya,” I hold Fares's limp shoulder, “Kok can brother wound like this?”
“So in front, he suddenly took off the vehicle. Keep running inside. Almost hit again.”
Ja⏤so the loud noise earlier from Brother Fares?! So extreme!
Fares without a cue returned upright. Holding my shoulders and one holding my face, “Rasyi is not papa right?”
This kid is bumping or what the hell?! That question should be for him!
“So's not sitting down yet. Yuk,” I cuddled that one hand.
“I get the wound medicine first,” the employee left.
I slowly led Fares to approach our table. I made him sit in my chair earlier. The wound was getting on his face. What was he just at the attraction?
Why else with that look? This guy doesn't even see me in front of him.
See who the hell? Aaron?
He finally looked at me, “Rasyi get ready. Later paternal-mothers use the car here.”
What the hell is it? “Where are you?”
“To Rasyi's house in the city.”
Papa's big house? Why do I have to go there? Is it time to go back?
My hand grabbed the handkerchief in my bag, “Have to rush this huh?” I tried to clean up a little bit of the soil that was stuck in that durja.
His body language says he gathers energy before speaking, “Rasyi's house fires.”
My handkerchief on the wound stopped.
Wow, my problem is increasing.