Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#25 Now We're Starting Again
“Non, the package came.” the aunt peeked in the window curtain gap.
Okay. It's time. I can do it this time. It'sit's okay. He's just a package carrier. It's also at home. My aunt watched me from inside. Everything's gonna be fine.
The ringing bell surprised me even though I had prepared myself. The call of outsiders calls for what the purpose is. Package coming. I gotta take it.
Take a deep breath. Heart, befriend. Gos!
I opened the front door of the house. The officer of the man did not seem to be a strange person. Yeah, that's a good thing. It'sit's okay. Now I put my foot closer to him. I opened the fence a little and tried to smile even though I was stiff.
“At the name, Rasyiqa Deanfrom?”
“I⏤iya.”
“COD yes deck.”
I held out a pool of money that had been made to fit the price of the goods. He accepted it politely. Thank goodness she didn't notice my shaking hand.
“Pas yes deck,” he handed me my package, “Thank you deck.”
Only I answered with a faint smile, while continuing to stand silently in front of the slightly open fence. The introduction of the package went to bring the second wheel of transportation.
Frozen moment. Has it worked? Eh? I can talk to other people even if I'm not accompanied!
“Great phone!” it looks like aunts came to pick me up.
“Iya, non, congratulations.”
Pleasure and disbelief were mixed into nailing my feet. It's my own pride. I have always had a fear of the outside world, especially new people.
“WAA!!” I was surprised by the applause on my arm, “Aaa!” I screamed again to find my hand trying to secure the package I just threw myself.
A hand struck both hands that managed to catch the package. My heart skipped a beat again, worried that the package had fallen to the ground of the park. What was that?
I looked at the hand's owner's face, “Sorry,” he smiled with a stifled laugh.
Aaron! I pulled my hand out of his hand. I hugged the package while I made one more hand as a weapon to attack Aaron. He almost got my package slammed! What if my order from this ceramic gets damaged?!
“You why the hell?!” I slowly hit his upper arm still with the usual white shirt.
He laughed sweetly, “Sorry. Not accidentally.”
Huh! Nevermind!
I stepped up with a faint dye on my face, while listening to the sound of the steps that followed. I let the man in blue pants carry himself. Sometimes that one kid likes to be ignorant. That pleasant face of calm is really a scam.
Stopped my steps in front of the kitchen long table. The high chair became the resting place of the man I had known for a long time. He seemed to notice me busy opening the package.
“What message do you order?” he opened the conversation.
“Vas. To put a paintbrush,” I managed to open the box and show it to Aaron, “Funny right?”
“Iya, funny.” her face looks bright dazzling with a smile that never fades.
Very very very dazzling! How could a thirteen year old be so dazzling? Nah! Don't make me misbehave!
I sat on the dining chair like that bar, “BTW, Jagad is not coming with you?” as soon as possible I tried to change the subject.
“Custom. Busy OSIS.”
Oh yea. Jagad is now a member of the organization. Sometimes I forget the great things about him. Maybe it's because I'm used to a barbaric and sometimes troublesome attitude.
“You told Uncle Rizki, not yet?”
Uh. Also true. My spirit and curiosity have gathered. But I haven't talked about it with Papa.
“Not yet,” I played a vase the size of that drinking mug, “I'm afraid.”
It's been six years since the traumatic tragedy. I never dared to go out of the house. As the day grew, instead of being healed by time, I was even more afraid to show my nose to the outside world.
“You want me to say it?”
“Not, not afraid of it. Papa the hell would be happy if I knew I wanted to school outside,” my fingers still busy myself, “I'm still not sure.”
Aaron fell silent.
Some others including him also knew I did not dare to meet the outside world. He also never pressured me for my shortcomings. But he obviously wanted to help me.
“There will be me and Jagad. Side by side with SMA Kak Fares again. Uncle Hendra also works near there.”
You guys aren't the bodyguards that watch me 24 hours. What if you let your guard down? I finally got back to him and my courage.
“If you want to go out, do not hesitate so. Afraid. But must be faced,” his smile again, “I must be there to help you kok.”
Follow my smile. The sweetness of the words he made me want to try harder.
Is correct. Nothing would change if I just stayed in the golden cage continuously.
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The night of tears that Rizki and I had six years ago ended with me falling asleep. There was not much change from papa the next day other than re-limiting activities with people. It was like coming back at the beginning of Rasyi.
But I still wish I could live a more free life. It seems like he doesn't want me to feel the pressure inside the house. On the other hand papa never opposed my fear.
Other matters? I just try to grow strong and beautiful. Although I have to hold back the curiosity about everything about him and grandpa. That includes my promise. That's why I shouldn't bother papa.
My hand pushed the door to Papa's office. Showing me more bookshelves than I last remembered. In the middle of them, deliberately placed a set of sofas. Papa relaxes on it enjoying a glass of tea and a new book.
She found myself peeking, “Why?”
His black eyes welcomed me. The face is like being made permanent. I still never found a strand of hair that faded its luster. Papa this one durable easily outrageous.
Just directly! “Em, papa busy no? Rasyi wants to say something.”
He put his book on a small table of complementary sofa sets, “Sini.”
I stepped quickly near him. I threw my body on the long sofa and hugged my waist. Just being silent she put her hands on my back.
“If you just want to disturb, don't be here.”
Iishh! Papa is insolent! His son was restless and was expelled!
I hold my body back to look at the face that looks not helped, “Rasyi want to talk to papa!” the swelling of my cheeks shows my frustration.
Suddenly both eyes narrowed. What the hell?! It's good to give a doubtful look at me! Don't equate me with Pinocchio whose nose extends! Your daughter has a lot of experience as a trusted teaching assistant, you know?!
“You said what?”
“That's Rasyi...” once again I take a breath, “Rasyi wants to go to school in Harun's school with Jagad.”
Rizki was speechless with her eyes wider than usual. I think he was surprised even though it wasn't so obvious.
“Alright,” he quickly took his tablet and checked something, “Then papa find free time first let's talk to the school. Fares is still at school? Today he should be here, papa will ask for contact from the school.”
Aaaa….
“Prepare also your letters, should photocopy at least two-two. Tomorrow too papa first discussion with your private teacher. Hmm.. papa can be the day after tomorrow. Papa will take care of it there.”
The day after tomorrow?! I didn't mean to be that fast!
“Rasyi should also be prepared. Buy everything you need for school. Literature book, writing book, pencil case. Backpack, Rasyi try to choose how. If it's a matter of uniforms papa hear they have their own uniforms. Hopefully something is ready.”
Waitaminute! Why is papa so excited?!
*Agoraphobia :
Excessive fear of a place or condition. It usually requires a friend or relative to accompany her in a public place.
