I Love You Om Edo
Dad, chill?

Zha pensively alone in the window of her room. He looked up at the sky in the darkness of the night, when it was difficult to close his eyes. He could not, he rarely slept without the warm approach of the father even though he was a teenager.

Zha is not really alone. Out there is Om Ryang who is in charge of accompanying him tonight, but he sleeps on the living room sofa because there is no other room there. His late best friend slept one room with his daughter, because there were two beds there. But he couldn't have done the same.

The sound of lightning boomed, startling the daydreaming zha leaned back. He gasped, especially when it suddenly rained so hard at that time. He was nervous, he immediately grabbed a thick blanket that was near him at that time and took it out.

"Of! Om where?" call zha to his guards tonight. Because he felt too long to respond, finally zha recklessly opened the door to get out of his house right then and there.

"Zha!" pekik Om ryan who at that time also just came out of the kitchen.

"Zha where are you going?" Om Ryan immediately chased after Zha and clasped his arm. It was a sudden rainy day, and zha was anxious to make him rush to leave his house immediately.

"Om, tolingin zha, Om. Please take zha to father's grave right now," please zha with his whining. Even he will kneel down if om yan does not immediately comply with his request.

"What do you want to go to Dad's grave? It's raining, zha."

"Yes, Zha knows it's raining. Come on om, anterin zha. Om, zha please." Zha continued to whine at om yan back then. Until there is no other choice for om yan to obey his request.

Om Yan immediately grabbed the car keys, and drove to the tomb of Zha's father who was quite far from his home.

Zha's tiny body ran as hard as it could with its blanket, drenched and cold as it didn't feel. He continued to run, and ran until he arrived at his father's grave.

"Dad, sorry zha's late. Is dad cold? Here's a blanket for dad. Zha wants to be here too. Zha hugged me, let's not get cold?"

Zha stretched the blanket to cover the tomb of his father who was still wet, then gathered hugging and patting as if his father was near him now. He even occasionally dyed a headstone that read the name of the father there.

"Zha doesn't want me to get cold. It must be cold in there. Zha's looking for dad's jacket, but I can't see you. Did you bring work?" ask zha. He keeps on messing. Maybe at that time his body began to freeze and shiver without him noticing.

Not long after that om yan came. He carried an umbrella and hung a zha there even though he himself was a neighborhood. Not without reason om yan long come to him. But om yan just wants to give zha space to vent all the contents of his heart at that time.

"Zha?"

"Om if you want to go home, go home. Zha still wants to be here with dad. Poor thing, I'm cold if I don't hug."

"Zp... Your dad's not gonna feel any of that anymore,"

"Engga! Zha knows daddy's cold. If the cold feet like linu, at that time he asked for massage with zha. Now, I don't have anything to do." Zha put his head back on his father's belly button..