Father to My Daughter

Mature toddler, Miss Miranda.

Excel daydreams on the way home, with his hands in control of the steering wheel. He walked down the street of the capital, stunned to remember what happened.

Andi is not a man who easily gives up anything that he has held. What belongs to him, belongs to others? When he wants to have it he will take it and do not expect it to come back.

As hard as Excel thinks, it still doesn't understand. Can people change just because they are sick? But, what is as severe as that disease that the most terrible man suffered for him in the past even to this day.

Excel turns the steering control to the right. Heading to one of the hotels his mother held.

Only this time he will speak seriously, both with his mother.

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Inside the room ...

Ms. Miranda was pensive, waiting for the man before her who had come gallantly but when she got there, she just kept quiet.

"Hey...! You know I've spent a cup of coffee just to watch a gondrong guy like you be quiet."

"Aarrhggghh... I'm preparing words. Mama should have understood."

"Don't do much, just tell me the point."

"Qc...! Alright." Excel scratches his un-itchy head. "I want to marry her next month," muttered very softly and almost inaudibly, in a position still lowered in shame.

"What...? What did he say just now? You're a gargle? Or are you reading a spell?"

"If Mamih has a hearing problem, why not use hearing aids anyway?"

Plaaaaaaackd...

"Aaaarrhgggh... The old hand is getting lighter and lighter." Swiping his head that was hit by the hand of the commissioner.

"Difficult boy. Want me to hit you again?" Raise one hand high.

"No... No. gabe... I want to marry her next month." Excel covered his face with an arm, then peered slightly and sighed. Once the mother is in a normal position, lower that one hand.

"Why is it suddenly so rushed?" he murmured, feeling confused.

"You know how else. I got the blessing of two important people. I was just scared, one of them changed their mind. More so Jennie herself."

Miranda's mother looked seriously at the child. He saw the seriousness shown by Excel already indicates if his son really steady want to marry the woman. Ms. Miranda's lips turned upside down, while removing her glasses. Rubbed his wet eyes.

"Haaaah... Finally," he murmured with teary eyes, then moved from his position to walk for a while and sit next to Excel. He patted the child's shoulder slowly.

"Excel, all this time? Mamih only sees yourself as a boy Mamih is still a child. But today, Mamih just saw you, as a grown man."

Excel smiled faintly. "I'm an adult Mih, Mamih."

"Uuhhh... Here, Mamih hugs ya. My son who has grown up. Very quickly time turned around... Though I still want to put you in diapers" muttered Ms. Miranda as she hugged her son.

Excel chuckles. He kissed his mother's shoulder while returning the mother's warm embrace.

"Stay be my light-handed Mamih, Mih."

"That's for sure, these hands would definitely itch if they didn't. Oh... My son gondrong."

"I'll get a haircut after this."

"Hey... Just a haircut, thanksgiving. This mamih?"

"Lohs... You know there's one custom about shaving long hair? Who even wears the seven-figure flower bath ritual right?"

"Don't...!"

"Haha... Mamih was just kidding, you stupid son." Hugged again.

"Just give it up" Excel smiled happily.

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Time turned around, after visiting Jennie's family and talking about marriage.

Now the day is getting closer to D-day, exactly three more days they will hold a wedding.

Currently, Jennie is dressing her son who wants to go with her grandfather to meet Andi. The man has since had surgery his condition has declined, according to the father.

It moved her heart to visit Andi, but she also had to keep Excel feeling. The wedding day is getting closer. Jennie smiled, touching her two cheeks.

"Beautiful," Jennie praised, to the girl who just widened her smile.

"Mother, look at this." The little girl took something out of her bag. A roll of paper that he took from his picture book, then he handed it to Jennie.

Slowly Jennie's hand reached for him. Then open the paper. A simple picture made by Nara.

"This, mother?" Pointing to one of the pictures with shoulder-length hair, but it looks like the clothes used in the picture do not show if it is a woman.

Nara shakes. "No, it's Excel's Dad." Pointing the gondrong man on his left side. So the picture shown by Nara is a picture of him who has two great fathers, as his protector on the right and left side.

Jennie was stunned, looked at the picture and then turned to look at the child. Dad?... When did he call Excel dad? Jennie's mind wondered.

"You call Om Excel dad?" Jennie asked later, the little girl nodded.

"We made a pinky promise yesterday, if Nara loses playing scissor paper stone then Nara must call Om Excel by the name of father, and Nara lost terribly."

Hearing that Jennie chuckled.

"Jeez." He kissed his son's head, chuckling together. Hugging Nara's tiny body lovingly.

Before long, the sound of the motor was heard. Nara smiled cheerfully, then came down from where she was sitting and ran out to meet her grandfather who had just arrived.

Jennie's eyes returned to the child's painting. He touched the picture, then smiled.

He hoped Excel would love him. When they became husband and wife.

Just as Jennie was about to move on, a chat message came in. Soon he grabbed it and opened it.

The other is a photo of him himself.

📲 (It's been three hours from last I sent my photo. You miss it once. So with my kindness, I finally decided to send it again.I'm kind, right?) As the message.

Jennie chuckles. He typed something, replying with just a thumbs up emoticon. Then put down his phone and walked out to Nara and Mr. Ridwan.