Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#70 Out of Control
A foreign place. Taking me back to a place capable of luring me in a deep sense of despair. Old building. The interior of this building is beautiful and antique, but the gloom is thick. Dust and peeling wallpaper.
It was as if they left it with a gripping dye like I thought of them.
I don't like this.
This unpleasant man made sure my steps remain aligned with him, “This is your papa house from small, loh~ His birth is also here~”
Heh? Papa's childhood home? It turned out that the distance from the cafe was only about seven hours. It is not far and not close.
True too, this house is also the location of the death of many people including papa's family. The more worried I was made. Is papa okay?
We stopped at one door that looked dull. What room is this?
GECK! GECK! GECK!
With his spirit this man knocked on that door, “Excuse me~” there is someone inside? “Yuk in.”
The door opens from the key and shows what is inside.
Screaming fear and relief into one. My legs were unable to stand still, I ran into that figure. I directly hugged him.
“Rasyi?” this man returned my embrace.
I sunk my face into his body, “Papa..”.
She's not okay. He's doing fine!
“Nah~ Because it's night, the three of you rest first! Tomorrow we chat,” grandfather instead smiled at the door as I peeked at him, “Specifically for Faresta.”
Strained in the tubers. How's this supposed to be? Fares, what will come to him tomorrow morning?
“Dadah~!” the man took his group away and closed the door. I can hear the sound of the door being locked.
At least this silence started to calm down…
“Rasyi?!” papa sounded panicked as my body weakened.
Fares' face appeared at the edge of my faint screen of vision. My brain can't twist, paralyzing my body at the same time.
It can't be like this! I should have thought of a way to get out of this dangerous situation.
Both hands held on both sides of my face. He brought my eyes back to Papa. I can feel my forehead knocking on his forehead. Her breath and warmth entered until I could finally feel the edges of my own fingers.
“Papa did not bring Rasyi to panic. Why Rasyi...” she hugged me deeper. Letting me sit on the folds of his feet, “Come. Rasyi sleeps straight away.”
“But..,”
“Rasyi can't do anything this sip. Rest mumpung. It's also important,” release that hug, “Ayo.” soft voice trying to stand up while helping me..
Fares' hand stretched out toward papa. This grown man grabbed it and managed to uphold us both more easily. My legs finally bear the weight of my own body, although still hooking both hands on the body papa.
Fares let go of Rizki's hand, “Uncle, how? Uncle is not fretted?”
“I'm fine. The important thing is that now you sleep first,” papa answered him casually.
It was impossible to endure this worry. First we're in the opponent's lair. Second, this man in front of me is acting fine with his face full of injuries.
He led me slowly. That huge bed became the foundation for my body. Papa pushed me a little further down the middle until he could lie on the side of the bed. Diverting my sleep to him.
I don't know if I can sleep or not in this situation.
It seems like the movement at the back of my bed is Fares movement. The panic inside disturbed me until I finally stared at the figure. He was sitting on the side of the bed behind me, still free.
Yeah, he's the center of my worry this time.
“They... won't be all kinds?” Fares looked alert.
“Because there's Rasyi, she must be happy. No one may be reckless to disturb,” Papa returned Fares' gaze.
“Yes anyway,” Fares thought for a moment, “He laughed continuously from earlier.”
“Quite thought. You also quickly sleep.”
“Iya.”
Fares dropped himself on the back of the bed with a still sitting position. Tiredness was very radiated on the white skin of his face.
Fares' chocolate eyes meet my glances. Her bargaining smile is very poignant to see, “Rasyi sleep first only.”
Rizki stroked my head gently as if to invite me to sleep as Fares had said.
My ego can't take it that calm.
Turning my sleep direction straight after the bed. My left hand turned towards Fares who was still maintaining his sitting position beside the bed.
My hope matches what he caught with a sweeter smile. He stretched out his right hand and held me. This small, trivial behavior can calm my heart even if only temporarily.
“Don't think about that. Close her eyes,” a soothing whisper came out of Rizki who stroked my upper cheek.
Rizki supported her head with a bend of her left hand over my head. His face, which was higher than the surface of the bed, was left tilting towards me.
It was the one I greeted with my head facing him. My right hand is hiding between my body and Rizki's body.
Aye right?
Who knows, maybe everything could change if I open my eyes.
(“Rasyi..,”)
Haha, of course it won't happen. I know it.
(“Quickly blur.”)
Escape what? Papa and I have to finish this.
(“Running now.”)
You're the one who should have run. It's none of your business. You shouldn't be here.
(“Iya, Rasyiqa. Fast run.”)
It's noisy! I can take care of this! I know very well that I am capable. Even though they've interfered, anything I can do to protect them. That disaster will never happen again!
(“No way, Rasyiqa~”)
That's all possible! Rizki just said that!
Everything I can do!
I can definitely finish it all!
Everything I can save!
I can⏤
(“Rasyi, go.. now.”)
(DOR!)
“AAAA!!” my heart.
“Rasyi?” the face of worry.
I hugged the gentleman with those soothing eyes. Its blackness can really drown me in a calm and colorful sea.
Eh? What the hell's going on? Was that a dream?
My distance with papa was reduced after a while of hugging her. Reprocessing what happened before I lost consciousness.
“Rasyi why, hmm? Nightmare?” papa held onto my shoulder with a face closer to watching me.
I see around. Also true. Fares and I were just taken away by Hari and met papa here.
The light has already pierced through the window brightly.
I nodded slowly remembering papa's question.
Wait, “Kak Fares where?”
Rizki's gaze was hiding something. Don't tell me, I beg you….
I stood straight out of that bed. Set foot on the floor and put on my flat shoes quickly. I have to follow up!
“Rasyi, wait!” he held my body in his arms.
Rebelling I want to break away, “Rasyi should go there! Can't! Later Fares⏤!”
“Rasyi, shut up! We can't do anything! Doors and windows, all locked!” Rizki with so much energy can still hold me.
“Cannot!!”
In my life, I have never felt such panic. Maybe I have experienced despair flowing through cold sweat. Somehow I could face this a second time.
PRAK!
Be ill…. Both my cheeks are sore. Did Rizki pat the two hard while holding my face?
“Papa know! But we're really stuck here!” rizki's voice sounded very resigned without power, “Sorry...”.
“But... hik.. kak Fares later...”.
Is there anything else I can do but cry?! There is no other way but to face my weakness?!
“Your grandfather won't do much. He has no reason for that.”
“Papa can be sure about that?!”
For a moment he was silent. An unsatisfactory reaction. Just sweet words for a little boy.
Rizki sighed, “We can only hope.”
She hugged me. He always tried to calm me with his warm body. Miris, that soothing warmth even slowed the fear vibration from the father to me.
This helplessness, it's already buried us.