Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Stuffy

There was a sound of sayup from inside the room where Mr. Fikri was treated. Two policemen standing at the door allowed us to meet Mr. Fikri. And when we entered, Mr. Fikri was lying down, he was alone. My feelings are getting less and less. There was pity for that man. But my anger and hatred, maybe my resentment, are as blazing as that melow feeling. In addition to my pity, I also felt guilty for her severe condition, she was willing to suffer to save me. Not to mention if I remember after this he'll be entangled in a murder case and will be dibui. He will again feel the coldness of life behind bars. I feel so guilty. But he's my mother's rapist. He raped my mother and made my mother suffer more, and that forced my mother to leave Daddy. Indeed, the actions of Mr. Fikri in the past also made Daddy suffer and his soul felt dead for dozens of years. Even me, who was also affected. I had to be born as a child that was branded illegal by the community.

He's evil! So mean!

Silent mood. No one's making a sound. Silent all. I'm sure Mr. Fikri thinks that I already know who he is and about his past mistakes. That's why he doesn't speak. Not like he's always been friendly to me.

"I'm happy to see that Non's situation is better" Mr. Fikri said later - ahead of the conversation between us.

I shook my head and reminded myself of our situation. "Thank you" I said. "Thank you for your help."

"That's nothing, Non. I-i"

"I'm sorry I got you involved in this case."

"It's okay, Non. Really am. I'm sincere. For the future of Non-"

I don't want to hear it anymore. I threw my face away and I took Daddy away. "I thank you again. Excuse me."

But I remember my main goal, but I doubt it. How'this?

No. gabe. I can't doubt it. Come on, Kejora, ask. "Attime, Daddy."

"Why?" ask Daddy.

"What's up, Non? What would Non ask me?"

Ask, Kejora. Ask!

"Ask," said Daddy.

"That's. I. I want to know, what... Mr. Fikri saw... I mean, did you see...?"

"No, Non. I don't see. This morning, I started to get suspicious because Non was in the toilet for a long time. As I approached, I heard the sound of objects being slammed. Then, when I heard a loud bang, I decided to go inside the toilet. I call-call the name Non, but there is no say. I opened the doors one by one, it turned out that inside Riko was ready to attack with the knife. So I don't see anything. Not at all."

Little relieved. I let out a breath. It's possible that Riko didn't get to rape me. But, still, there is a small possibility he had entered, like his finger, although for a moment, still the possibility is there, maybe it happened. That momentary relief was soon over.

"Thank you" I said.

My tears were dripping, I immediately asked Daddy to take me back to my nursery.

"Honey..," said Daddy, his voice hoarse, he immediately hugged me, without being able to say anything more.

I knew he was hit, and not because of that possibility, but because of me, because of my reaction. I knew he understood how I felt about that small possibility - which made me cramped.