Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#12 Clearer Oddities
“Papa?” ask me to look at my beloved papa from behind the bookshelf.
“Hmm?” he was busy typing something.
For months I only found it in ‘warehouse’ of this book. There is a new activity every day. There was hardly any time for him to look at his own son.
Don't miss what's with me? I ran a little closer to his desk.
His eyes glanced, “awas fell.”
I took a direct step. I grabbed her warm clothes trying to get on her lap. My body was helped up, lifting me up until I finally came face to face the monitor.
He grabbed my toy, which never left his desk. The little doll was always my toy when visiting at work.
My hands are busy fiddling with toys, while my eyes follow the movements of my papa fingers. Pa, papa is finger gymnastics huh? That's fast. Even faster than Sekar whose work is typing every day.
Papa what the hell is he doing? Like programming something. More complicated than when Ira's aunt was working. Isn't papa's job a doctor? Why does papa look more like a programmer now.
Suddenly the writing was dined underneath. Huh huh? Whatdoes thatmean?
“Hah...” hela upset papa while holding her head.
Yeah, what the hell? I was curious! “Papa doing what?” my many.
“Kerja.” said back typing.
“What work?” ask again.
“Typing.” the answer is short.
Huh! Whatever! I don't want to know anymore! I'm trying to stand up to leave this boring guy behind. I accidentally hit the keyboard in front of me. Oops…
“Rasyi!” Rizki sounded frantically lifting me away from the keyboard, “what's that..?” his panic turned instantaneously into disbelief.
Perplexities. I don't know what buttons I've pressed. Instantly appears the word accepted appears below it. The screen is loading something. Whoa! Did I open what he was looking for?
There are a lot of pictures at once. Making the screen rotate adjusting the number of images makes the picture look blurry.
Oh... should wait a little while longer I can see⏤ah! It's dark! Whose hand is this?! Papa huh?! It felt as if the hand was hugging as the sound of typing continued.
I pushed her body to release that forced embrace. The screen image is back all on the home page. Is he hiding it?!
“Bibi.” exclaims Rizki sounds still panicked, “Aibi!”
Door open and running close, “why, sir?”
“Bawa Rasyi main.” said he handed me over to aunt.
Why anyway?! I'm getting curious! Remember dong, I helped you open it! Let me take a little peek! Just one photo!
“Papa~”
Rizki handed me over to auntie, “main same aunt first.”
Auntie's a very obedient person. He took me without asking anything. Her expression pretended to be angry looking at me as usual. Yeah, I know. I shouldn't have interrupted papa's work.
Who is bothering you too?! My body has lightened my father's work! Me!
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Pa, papa want to run away from home? Why do you bring so many clothes? Pa... papa's not bored with me, is he? Papa won't throw me away, will he?! Papa! The life of your one remaining child still depends!
“Quiet, sir. I make sure no one will go in and out! I, the pride security guard Mr. Rizki, will dispel all intruders.” said the guard uncle with great pride.
Rizki can be seen rolling her eyeballs, “I remind you again. Don't just say my name to strangers. You guys work for a doctor, that's enough.”
What doctor? Doctors can't know that! You have to be friendly with everyone even if you don't know them! Is it as severe as that ‘sickness’ its founder?
Rizki brought her big bag, “Oh yes one more, for this week Rasyi can not go out page.” HUH UH?! “—as much as possible keep him with window.”
What the fuck?! Forty months of my life have been spent without leaving the house a centimeter! You still want to torture me for how much longer?! It is not finished can think again~
“Don't mess up.” Rizki's sharp gaze pierced us.
Yeah, pa. We're understand... Forgive me.... Don't throw me out.
He's staring. I just took it off somewhere it went. He approached me, carrying me with his hands. Yes, I will be a good boy and will not ask your business~
Uh. Heh?! He kissed my forehead?! Rashi! Cool out! He did it once when I was almost asleep. You don't react because you're too sleepy. Don't be surprised⏤how?! All this time I thought it was just Rizki's mother's way to put a child to sleep. I never thought he would do it outside of bedtime!
Relax Rashi, relax!
“Sorry, Rasyi can't go out of the park just yet.” he stroked my face.
I'm still wondering, does he have the power to read minds? “But, Achi likes to kelual!” Basically, I'm not a home person. Being cooped up in the house is very restrictive.
“One week only.” sahut, “papa want to make sure something. If papa is sure, then we will take a walk outside.”
Heh? Her... “Appointment?” I stretched out my little finger.
“Janji.” said hooking her pinky.
I smiled broadly to let go of his departure. The one-leafed brown door was closed after Rizki and the guard uncle passed through it. The two aides' aunts took me away from the living room.
My head goes around. Rizki want to make sure what to leave for a week? Even lock me up tighter. If he wants to make sure of something while keeping me away, it means it's related to the person who's after us. Does he want to ensure our safety? Could ya?
I don't know why that sounds so convincing. I don't hear a lie. I guess I can only trust him.
“Aibi! Achi play same white huh?” I said pointing at the rabbit cage next to the back garden door.
“Do not go out loh.” said aunt opened the White cage.
I lift White who has started to fat, “ya! Let's play, White!”
My embrace let him jump wherever he wanted. The White is Fares and family's gift for my first birthday before. They really wish I could stay at home.
I kept following White through every place. Uh! Papa's office door is not closed. I have to take him away!
“White! Don't go in there!” my feet are still treading on the tile on the door whose leaves are open.
This is what I don't like. When I was seriously unwilling to play, he ran even faster. Your way will jump, of course it can be fast! I have to find him quickly.
BRUK!
Nah! Did he destroy something again? The white! Why are you bothering me anyway! My run continued to accelerate closer to the origin of the sound. Uh! Be met. White was casually littering the floor by turning the trash can near the papa desk.
“Bad white!” my annoyance lifted him in my arms.
My knees were bent sitting in front of the paper trash. Trying with one hand to return it to its original place. At first glance, a lump of paper contains a picture. What yes its contents~ Wajar~ Little boy is always curious.
My sitting position changed until I was comfortable with the floor. The White is still calm in my arms. The wad of paper opened and looked like a picture of—what is this...?
