Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Not Shadow

"Kejora... Darling...."

"Attime, Daddy." I open the door with my hair still on the towel.

"Geez, honey..why are you from earlier? How come you haven't combed your hair?"

I grinned, then shook my head. "Sori, Daddy."

"You daydreaming? Hmm?"

"Ep. Just think about.it."

"OKAY. Now comb the hair, keep us breakfast."

"Later. I'm not hungry."

"Don't argue. Daddy wait here."

"Dad... Daddy's having breakfast first."

"No debate! Daddy wait here. Comb your hair now."

Hmm. I took a deep breath. "So much as Daddy."

"Daddy just wants you to have breakfast. You warm your body first, take vitamins, then rest again."

It's lucky for me that Daddy said the spell. "Right, yeah, after breakfast leave Kejora alone first?"

"Yes, it's important that you have breakfast and take vitamins first."

Thank you, Daddy, that's exactly what I need.

And as agreed, I quickly finished my breakfast, took vitamins and warm water, and went back to my room. Yeah, breakfast time was a little missed. Daddy tried to talk about the usual stuff, but I was really lazy to respond to his chatter. I'm not going to talk about anything. Curiosity that was previously passionate, now even make my holiday enthusiasm down to the maximum. I need a little time to make peace with myself.

》 Daddy hope you won't be like this for long.

《 Will not. The Kejora is only grieving, and it takes a while to reconcile the heart of the Kejora himself.

》 Okay. Maximum until lunch, yes. Promise, hold it not long, Daddy will miss.

"Oh, Daddy. What the fuck, anyway, him? Timing joking always not fit. Not funny!"

I took the headshet and I played music from my phone. I try to focus my mind on the songs I hear until I fall asleep. The rain outside has not stopped. I still need my blanket even though my body is wrapped in a thick jacket. I slept too. Until then...

"Hello... My dear. Wake."

Oh my goodness, three hours passed quickly. Daddy woke me up, but my eyes were still very sleepy.

"Wake, yuk. It's already half an hour. Have lunch first."

"Daddy wrong look at the clock time.. time is already one and a half hours?"

"Not Daddy, but your eyes don't see the clock. Wake up, dong.. It's been three hours, lo, you're in the room."

I shook weakly. I pulled the blanket over my head. "Sleep," I said.

But my stomach was rumbling. I cursed the shit when it sounded like Daddy's laughter.

"Your stomach sounds, baby," he said, shaking off the blanket that covered my head. "Come, wakeup. Eat first. Don't be like the little Kejora who must be forced on."

Yeah, a little fluffy smile. "I love being forced by Daddy, it feels so dear. Spoiled like before."

"Hmm... would you like to be fed? Want the food to be brought to the room? Huh yeah?"

"Why smile?"

"nothing. Just nostalgic for our old memories."

"Which memories? Memories with Daddy, huh? Hmm?"

"Mmm-hmm, Daddy used to often persuade Kejora to eat. The chocolates are still being carried here." I touched his back and I felt lucky: for I had a father who loved me from childhood, even though he was not my father.

Daddy's smile expanded, he seemed to rotate the memory in his memory. "Unfortunately you are already big. It was heavy," he said, and he giggled.

And before my stomach sounds again, I immediately sit up. "Come, eat. I'm hungry."

"Well," Daddy stood up, reached out, and put on his sweet look, "let's say, Daddy's hungry too."

I took her hand and we headed to the kitchen. Really, it fits the atmosphere, the menu on the table in the form of a typical Soto Malang.

"Daddy's ready for you. If you didn't want to eat, Daddy's disappointed."

"Sweet once anyway, Daddy's Kejora. Thank you, yes. Sorry the Kejora has troubled Daddy."

"What the hell, anyway...? Where there is a fuss. For your sake, whatever Daddy's gonna do. Anything." anything."

Relax, Kejora.it's a natural sentence that a father says to his favorite daughter. Don't geer....

But I can't deny, Daddy's words a little shocked my heart. In addition to pounding, it also feels flowery.

"After eating, don't go to sleep again. He said we want quality time, why are we alone?"

I nodded, and I felt guilty for this. "What do we really want? Watch tv?"

"What could we do if we could. And whatever you want Daddy to do. Everything I do."

Ih, amused I saw his smile. And I cringe at myself because I feel like Daddy's saying something like a man's saying to his girlfriend.

Oh, Kejora. Realize you're not her lover.

But I can't refuse. After lunch, Daddy took me to sit back and chat in the fireplace.

"What do you want to talk about?" my many. Actually in my mind there are still some questions about my mother, but I don't want to discuss it anymore. "Don't talk about the past, huh? My heart is still broken. Not a little, not yet."

Daddy nodded. "Yes," he said. Then he grabbed my hand, and held it tightly. "Daddy just obeys your wishes. You forced Daddy to tell stories, so Daddy told stories. Now you know, right, why is Daddy never ready to tell you this secret? This is what Daddy was afraid of, your heart broke. Now how did Daddy cure him? Say something, Daddy's gonna do whatever it is. For you, for your sake."

Oh my God, I'm down. Daddy's look stabbed me. No, he wasn't looking at me as a kid. But, did he look at me, or look at my mother?

"Hey, say?"

I'm shaking. "Nothing, Daddy. The injuries that the Corrupt felt, as time passed, would definitely heal on their own. Sure."

"What about a hug? Want Daddy to hug?"

I shook my head slowly. "Who's Daddy hugging? Which kind of cruelty?" tanyaku.

But he was not at all surprised by my question - as if he knew what was on my mind. "Daddy wants to hug you. The cruelty that is now in front of Daddy's eyes. Who's here with Daddy. Daddy never thought of you as a shadow. Although your figure often reminds Daddy of him, but you are yourself. You have your own place in Daddy's heart, not at all as a shadow of the past. Trust me, Kejora?"

And at that moment I slammed into his arms.

"Don't cry anymore" she said. He held me so tight. "We spend all day like this, will we? Daddy doesn't mind hugging you all day. And you have Daddy as your leaning place. I love you, darling. You're the most beautiful star of my life. Mine."

You know, my tears are getting louder in a smile. Now I know the answer: I am not a shadow.

I love you too, Daddy....