Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Weary....

In the afternoon, as Daddy requested, I did my best when several police officers came to ask questions about the tragedy of the "attempted rape and murder. I told the truth about what happened yesterday, as well as about everything Riko did to terrorize me all this time, not least about my suspicions about Arini who seemed to deliberately set me up. But I didn't say my suspicions, I just said how the chronology of me and the girl got to the school toilet and Riko finally had a chance to pervert me. So sure my answer would not change again, they decided to leave.

"If there's anything else you remember, call us" one of the police officers said.

I nodded to him. "All right," I promise.

The officer who said so shook my hand before they left the room. Soon, a large bag of chips and groceries from the supermarket were crammed through the door by Dinda and Tiara. Daddy was right behind her with a handful of flowers.

"Hi, Dude! How are you doing?"

"Lumayan. It feels better."

"Sorry, yes, I just got here."

I nodded to Dinda. "It's okay, I. I mean I understand."

"How did you answer?" Daddy glanced over, busied himself with the flowers beside me and arranged what Dinda and Tiara had brought for me into the closet.

I put my shoulders down. "Quite exhausting. After the psychiatrist, the police. I need a rebound if you don't mind."

"Please," they said compactly.

"Cool off, eat food from the outside."

"Want what?" ask Daddy.

"Baked meat," I said as I glanced mischievously.

"Alright, Beloved. Anything for you." Daddy smiled affectionately, while Dinda and Tiara screamed hysterically.

My two best friends are starting to reel again.

Aaaaah.

Daddy simply responded to them with a smile, then asked Dinda and Tiara to accompany me while he was away. "I have a little business," he said. He purposely kissed my cheeks affectionately in front of my friends and made them go awry.

Apparently at that time Daddy met Mr. Fikri. The grilled meat he ordered online. Delivery order's. Unfortunately, we had lunch with the four of us, so there was no special moment of roast for Daddy to experience my trauma.

"Daddy did meet... Mr Fikri?" my many.

It was late afternoon, Dinda and Tiara had already returned home. Daddy was on the couch, tired, not physical, but his mind. "none. Just want to see how things are going" Daddy said.

"Continue?"

"none. That's it."

"But Daddy's eyes don't say that. I know there's something Daddy's covering up for me, don't you?"

Daddy breathed a losing breath. He cannot hide what he is hiding from me. Finally he sat beside me. He nodded uneasily before speaking. "Emm. I was just wondering about your story for those seven years, why did he do that. The answer is as I thought, to atone for the sins of the past he said. So that he is not constantly haunted by guilt. He just wants to always take care of you. That's all."

"Did he feel like he was my real father? I mean...my biological father?"

Daddy put his shoulders down. "It can be."

"Kok so? What's Daddy mean?"

"Well, I actually asked about it."

"Then? Sori, I mean... What did Mr. Fikri say?"