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DTPH 32: Request

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Vishnu PoV

I set these footsteps on the balcony that directly jutted into the backyard. The park and koi fish pond below seem to meet the second view of netraku. And the sounds of night animals are also heard fulfilling the sense of hearing. I looked up, staring fixedly at the ink scratches of nature that lay on the canvas of the sky tonight. Just like the previous nights, the night sky today remains crowded with celestial objects that show off their togetherness. And still the same as my previous situation, right now my mind is still resting on the figure of a girl who has managed to steal my attention.

I let out this breath a little rough. Trying to untangle the winding of the rope feeling that feels tighter and tighter. To me, the girl was like a gentle breeze that shook my feelings.

I don't know until when this feeling will continue to grow. Such a rumbling taste. And the taste that made my heart break.

Maybe I am in love? Falling in love with someone who just walked into a living story sheet? The heart that I have always guarded for Dira, then he broke without mercy with the greed he had and then I let a piece of living flesh was closed and locked tightly, not going to let anyone touch her, but at this moment the figure of the girl snuck in without any excuse. Explore each chest recesses and stay in one of the places there.

Is it possible that the girl's presence would make me break the oath I once made? A vow if I never let anyone stop by. And a vow if I'm going to close the door of the heart but unexpectedly slowly the girl enters through the gap of the heart. Or is he really the key holder of the heart? Ah, the more I think about it the more I get entangled in its charms.

"Papa?"

The sculpting body, immediately stunned when a sound wave seeped into the sense of hearing. I turned around and saw the figure of a little girl carrying a teddy bear swinging her footrest towards me.

"Darling? Why awaken?"

I'm docked in my daughter's body. I hold her body for me to bring her into the sling, and I place my butt on the small sofa that is in this place while holding Citra's body.

"Why did you come home last night? Until Citra overslept waiting for Papa to come home."

I heard a soft squeak coming out of my daughter's tiny lips. There was a bit of guilt about letting my daughter wait, but how about it because I was faced with quite an emergency.

"Papa's sorry, honey. Papa brought home one of the employees at Papa's office first. So that makes Papa come home a little late."

"Who is Pa? Is the one that brought Papa home beautiful? Until Papa takes you home?"

Not just beautiful, kid. But very pretty. And the one that Papa brought was the woman who a while ago helped you go to school when Mr. Kasim's car broke down in the middle of the road.

I'm chirping. Apparently my daughter has started to be critical in thinking and expressing her opinion. Maybe he thought, I would just give help to someone else if that person was beautiful.

"Son, when we help someone we can't look from beautiful or not. Everyone who needs help, we must help."

"But what is Papa helping you with is beautiful?"

I nodded my head. Because Jenar is beautiful, right?

"Yes dear, what Papa please is indeed beautiful."

"Is it okay, if tomorrow Citra plays to Papa's office, Papa introduces Citra with the beautiful sister?"

Oh, it turns out my little girl is so curious about Jenar. Then what if he met directly with the figure of the girl who had helped him? Ah, maybe my daughter will be very happy.

I merely commented on the smile while nodding my head, as a sign that I agreed to my daughter's request.

"Of course I can love. Tomorrow I'll introduce you to that brother."

"Thank you Pa."

I heard my daughter screech a little with excitement. From the look on his face, he looked so happy beyond measure. Seeing my daughter like this is somehow I feel more and more that this daughter of mine is really lonely. Because it is basically at home, he only interacts with mbok Darmi and pak Kasim only.

"Samely dear."

The bolt framed in a blissful hue on Citra's face suddenly disappeared. It was this change in my daughter's expression that made my forehead instantly constrict. I saw my little girl thinking about something.

The face that previously looked down, now a little he docked. Until I and Citra look at each other.

"The coming Saturday, there will be a stage of creativity at Citra school, Papa. And Citra will perform on stage."

I was a little surprised by my daughter's words. I didn't expect my daughter to be one of the chosen students to show her one of her talents.

"Is it really like that? If that's true, Citra should be happy, right? Because it can show the talent that Imagery has in front of many people?"

I saw my little girl nodding her head. "Yes Papa. The image is very happy."

"Then, what makes Papa's daughter moody?"

I stroked my daughter's hair and I gave her gentle kisses there. I felt, Citra was thinking of something.

"Papa will come to Citra school to see Citra perform on stage right?"

I heard that my little girl was a little afraid to convey what became her heartbreak. But immediately a sweet smile rose on my lips when I found out that Citra was worried if I could not see her performance on stage.

"That's for sure, dear. Papa will be attending the event. Moreover, Papa's daughter will perform on stage. It would be a loss if Papa didn't accompany you, dear."

"Thank you, Pa."

I see, Citra nodded her head with a thin smile rising on her lips. Although the tinge of happiness was already a little visible on my daughter's face, I don't know why I felt if there was still something stuck in my daughter's heart.

"Is there anything else that Citra thinks? Papa look, Citra is still a little moody?"

"If Citra still has a mother, it would be very nice to be able to perform in front of Papa and also mother. Like all the other friends, Pa. They said that their father and mother would accompany their friends Citra."

I saw Citra pausing her words a little. I was still speechless, intending to listen carefully to what this daughter of mine actually felt and wanted.

"Papa?"

"Yes, honey?"

"If tomorrow when Citra appears, Papa invites someone to become Citra's mother, can Papa grant it? The image wants to be like other friends, accompanied by papa and mama."

The request for a successful image made my body woken up instantly. I was flabbergasted a little bit in disbelief at what my daughter was asking for. If only Mara was in this town, maybe I could just ask my sister-in-law for help. But at this time, I have no one and there is only one mbok Darmi.

I just smiled knotty. Although it seems so difficult to grant Citra's request, but I do not want to make her sad. In the end I nodded my head. "Try to see tomorrow, baby. Papa will find someone who can be the mother for Citra."

The face of Citra now looks perfectly sparkling. He was like a little boy whose mother had left to wander and now heard the news that soon his mother would return from the overseas land. My daughter kissed me on the cheek and hugged me back tightly.

"Thank you Papa. The image of dear Papa!"

Oh, my God, I really can't make my daughter's heart be overwhelmed by grief. And now, I have to rack my brains to find a woman who's going to pretend to be my daughter's mother. May You always make it easy to find that woman, Lord.

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