Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#28 Deal
Stopped my eyes looking. I was fixated on a calm hanbok that looked sunk with another bright color. Trying to pull him with the hanger from the gallows.
Silver as his superior caught my attention. A slightly faded baby pink sweet skirt is perfectly pleasing to the eye. Beautiful blend with silver flower arrangements in her skirt. The striking gold color details are soaked so that it becomes a sweetener, just like a butterfly brooch on top.
“Rasyi likes this one. Good no?” I showed you the hanbok.
Approval brings us in our own clothes to help replace. There are already many female officers ready to help us wear clothes that are unique to the residents here. Their hanbok uniforms properly proved they were experts at this.
Fully clothed. Hair braided and decorated like royal korean dramas. Silver bags and shoes become complementary.
We were ready to gather with the others and enjoy the morning at the cultural tourism park.
“Papa~” I approached him. Looks like he managed ‘ persuaded’ to use hanbok.
Kyah! I just realized this beautiful sight! Rizki and uncle Hendra are so handsome!!
One was already like a cold-faced prince in asparagus green clothes. One was like a soldier in a dashing black dress. If I say they're Korean artists, maybe 98% of people immediately believe it.
Switch my grip to his arm, “My father is handsome once this time~”
Rizki's face showed disgust, “This is Rasyi's own papa loh.”
Immediately my smile flipped into a half-dead annoyed face. Is that how you treat your own child?! I think I am a pervert! Heh! I praise you! Praise you!
My annoyance is overflowing, “Yes already, my papa is ugly,” what do you want now?
“Rasyi is like papa.”
Iishh! The child cannot be resisted! Haven't started walking, I'm tired first.
“Iki if he likes jail with his own son,” Ira laughs, “Loh? Where fares?”
Oh yeah yeah. I almost forgot the other guy.
“To the toilet,” Hendra replied. He pointed behind me, “Tuh him.”
I wanted to show off the clothes I chose myself. But whatever I wear I'm always given praise by Fares, not like someone. I immediately turned my head.
Huh huh? How come?!
“Kya~ Very suitable in kamu~” Ira looks excited when you know the choice is not in vain in the body of Fares, “Fares so cute.”
“Yes, thank you,” Fares smiled thinly while fixing his black hat.
How not? With after that lavender blue hanbok, soothing fresh shades burst from Fares. Unexplained change of aura. Since when can Fares look so handsome?
Well. I can't blame anyone. Fares basically has a parent that allows. My fate is like that of my mother.
“Rasyi~” call Ira set up camera, “Come close to Fares. Photo first!.”
I smiled, “Photo there only yuk~” I pointed to a sweeter photo spot.
I again moved my hand to Fares's. Posing sweetly on a street full of flowers that lead pedestrians towards unique buildings typical of Korean royalty. Only a small part of the typical Korean tour.
Each side one by one was made into an impromptu photo studio. Lake, flower garden, road, sculpture, street food stand. There is no limit to exploring. We certainly hope a lot for this tour that is being discussed.
Eventually the park became more crowded.
“Theatre is about to start. Come on,” Ira directs us to a more crowded crowd.
There? Sure enough?
Heh. Where was the fighting determination you held earlier, Rasyi? Now I won't be separated from the others as easily as when I was a kid. There's nothing to be afraid of! This is just another step towards being fear-free after getting used to it at school.
“If you don't dare not be forced,” papa's hand holds my embrace on his left arm.
Heh? Am I pale again until she finds out I'm scared? “Not~ Rasyi want to see the theater.”
Rizki answered nothing but to come closer to the crowd. In one of the gaps, I could find several people standing in the middle of it. It seems that the theater in an open space like this is interesting to see.
Uh! My ears hurt again. Why do they need to clap and shake hands at the same time? Heh. Again, I could not feel my breath.
“Come break in a quieter place.”
Could it be that he realized I was tired of piling up my fear? “But Rasyi...” If I could just complain, it wouldn't be over.
“It's enough today,” he pulled me slowly, “Ayo.”
He brought me out of the crowd. I don't agree, but I'm tired too. All these contradictions have left me confused. We stopped at an open store that seemed comfortable to breathe.
I was led to sit on one of the two-seat tables there. He sat down and tried to order something.
Able to finally I think more clearly, “The others are not looking for us?”
“Think of yourself first.”
Shouldn't he worry like that, “I'm not papa.”
“Rasyi just squeezed his hand papa tight once. What do you say is okay?”
Oh? Did I really do that? She knew I was scared the longer I was there. I have to remember that Papa is such a smart person.
“Papa has heard from Fares,” he leaned on his chair, “Say you in school always force go to crowded places.”
Uh? How papa⏤buk. How did Fares know that? My mouth never told itself.
Hah. What I did was not a crime either. There's no harm in me being honest about my purpose of going to school outside.
“Rasyi want to prove to papa that Rasyi is strong,” my fingers play each other under the table, “Rasyi indeed can not help anything. Rasyi also can not follow. But Rasyi doesn't want papa to worry.”
Rizki momentarily fell silent. Helaan breath like regretting something, “It turns out true Rasyi still keeps his promise.”
Huh huh? “Appointment?”
“Rasyi used to say never to ask again. Rasyi remembers that, right?”
Wait for. Shouldn't I remember?
That was when I wasn't six years old, a kid should have forgotten. He doesn't think strange, does he? Why am I this sweet?!
“Habet Rasyi can remember that. But honestly, Rasyi wants to be stronger so that papa himself who told Rasyi right?”
My eyes are out of control. I squeezed both my hands together. It was impossible to keep anything from Papa. He always quickly read the situation.
“Papa assume it is.”
Is papa angry? Even though I don't know what family issues are linking grandfather and us, I can guess that's a sensitive thing to discuss. I fully understand why papa would prefer to keep it a secret from me. He was afraid that I would be afraid to know that his family was not right.
Must how? This self really does not want to trouble papa. But he really wants to know what's going on back there. It's been six years and there's no news. There's no way I can hold myself back from worrying.
“Ascension,” he held his face by hand enforced on the table.
Huh huh?
“Schoolers comfortably first until ascension. After that, papa will tell me all slowly.”
My eyes are no less wide than before. This my chance? “Really?”
The waiter suddenly came to interrupt, his “Choco Friday Ice Cream, mas.”
“Thank you,” Rizki received ice cream⏤eh? My dad doesn't like sweet food.
Rizki, you're not food poisoning, are you?!
“Papa promise,” he pushed a bowl while chocolate ice cream it, “Now spend this first.
My mouth doesn't sound. I was surprised by this papa again. And again I can feel the relief that stabbed me to the back.
My face is already smiling made, “Thank you, papa~”
The cold in his expression momentarily collapsed with a warm smile.
