Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#18 Done?
“Don't pull his Rasyiqa. Rasyiqa will be sick,” Mother Aaron came to mediate, “Come, apologise to Rasyiqa.”
Moms' gatherings come to calm the bad boys. I still sobbed holding Rizki's hand to keep carrying me. Only a small part of this place. But I also have to call the crowd in order to escape from this.
“Sorry, Rashi.” Aaron let out his sad eyes.
Jagad wrinkled his forehead, “M⏤ma.. sorry.”.
“Now you play together huh? Don't fight.” Sari smiled.
Both boys agreed. Despite that, they looked at each other with flashes of hatred. It seems that they will not be that easy to let go of grudges.
For example, the problem was finished like this and I was returned there, which I can imagine only the second round of tug-of-war.
I knew I wouldn't stand being friends with little kids. They are always haphazard and extreme until a broken head thinks about it. To be my friend, they are too young. The tolerance I've been giving you is just me being lonely.
Diii! Bodo! I gave up on having friends! I'd better lock myself in a house together in White.
I want to go home!! “Pa! Rasyi just go home!”
His face that was close to me depicted a surprised expression.
“Loh?” Sari approaching, “Rasyi do not want to come blow the candle first?”
“No want!” my arms are getting tighter and tighter around Rizki's neck.
Rizki suddenly bent down letting my feet touch the floor. He pushed me small making me look at those deadly boys. Oh, dear papa, you understand what it means to not want to, right?!
“Cannot. Kan his friend want to play,” Papa began to issue his compulsion, “Try if Rasyi wants to play but his friend came home, how?”
Uh?? Did you teach me to be friends now? If that happens, I'll just find another friend who wants to. It's easy to find friends.
“You promise you won't fight again?” Rizki again softened his words to Aaron and Jagad.
“Iya, we promise!” Aaron with hopeful eyes.
Jagad also replied, “I⏤iya!”
Rizki turned her face towards me, “They promised me, right? Rasyi invite them to play later also invite to eat chocolate cake. Yes?”
Is that how big your desire is to make me play with another kid? Papa this one really cannot be guessed his way of thinking. What do you get when I play with them? Don't want to be bothered by me? It's 3 years too late for that.
My mouth was long. Intend to give it a hard code if I don't listen.
Thin Helaan from Rizki. The two boys returned to be the highlight, “You join hands. Could be his Rasyi later want.”
…. mmm... sorry, what?
Papa was hoping that I would change my mind after they, who were both of these men, joined hands? Is this your best solution?
The look on the boy's face looked surprised. Every now and then they steal each other's eyes. Continue to describe their dislike.
Duh, I got dizzy myself should how.
Uh? Huh uh?! They did? Really?! Wh why? There is no reason for you to join hands like that, right?
I was silent for a moment.
I can see my voice shaking from holding back laughter. It was strange to see them holding hands. A second ago, they were still scolding each other.
Heh. Yes already, yes already~ I appreciate your efforts.
“Now want?” papa this one spoke again with a faint smile.
My laughter is unbearable again, “Hihihi.. yes~”.
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“Where is it?” I pulled the silver plisket skirt that Sari wore with a simple baby blue shirt.
He pointed to a door, “Papa there, dear.”
Isn't that the balcony? “Thank you~” galloped me towards that door, while my hand clasped tightly onto the hovering pink balloon.
I'd love to go home. How many hours have I been here? Blow out the candles already, eat together already, even play until bored. Tired me. Rasyi needs a pretty sleep. Papa~ Take me home!
The reproach of the open door can be used as a means to peek. Right, he's here. My brain remembers that blue steel sweater everywhere.
Hm? That's Hendra. Are they talking? So kepo. Sorry papa, Rasyi's gonna be a bad boy. Rasyi wants to go first.
“This time what else?” Hendra thrust an open box of cigarettes towards Rizki, after he put one up for her.
Rizki pushed Hendra's bid plan, “What's it?”
“Come, we've known each other since SMA,” Hendra took a deep breath in the bar, “There are still you want to do, right?”
Uh. This is just a conversation asking for news. Past once to deliver ‘how are you?’.
Never mind. Why am I eavesdropping on this talk? I want to go home quickly and restrain myself behind the bed. I can be crazy because I am surrounded by too many children. Can't stand their behavior.
I extended my hand to open the balcony door.
“There is no more danger for you and Rasyi. Police take care of the rest.” Hendra took a breath.
My hand stopped in the middle of the road. Inquired. Was my name really involved in their conversation?
The danger? Dangerous thing I know, the only thing is just about the bad guy called since I was a baby. The only problem that confused me until now.
I swallowed my saliva. Is this the time to know the truth? Hmm... How about I listen first?
Hendra holds his head to find Rizki who is still silent, “She has been arrested. Afraid what else are you?”
Eh? He arrested?
If it's true that ‘dia’ is the same as I thought, it makes sense this month Rizki released me from home. Of course there is no reason to be afraid anymore if the person is in prison.
Hendra again spoke, “What you are upset about did not manage to punish him⏤”
“I know. Want to not want me to be satisfied right?” Rizki finally replied, “I won't do anything.”
Rizki stay away from the balcony railing. Silence when the wind slowly growls. I can't think of anything. Made to dig deep.
The father raised his head. It seems he caught a darkening cloudy, “All responsibility is on you now. Happy?”
Hendra sighed heavily, “Iya, yes. Understand.”
I turned my back to the door. My feet make sure my body rests in the frame of the door. Playing the balloon strap, pull everything that is tangled in the head.
‘Dia’ has been caught, everything is safe for me and Rizki. That's the conclusion I can interpret.
So the biggest problem of my life has been solved without me noticing. Whoever it is, he's been caught and Hendra himself will be watching.
Again, I don't know anything. My situation like this made me doubt and panic on my own. My right to know was robbed just because I couldn't do anything. What can a toddler do but trust his father?
Do I have to believe it now, and forget it too?
Hendra's voice is still caught in the ear even though I don't intend to hear, “Terus, you so register Rasyi to Kindergarten next year?”
Quietly digesting what else is he talking..⏤ heh?
