Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

The Most Beautiful Star

The party ends at midnight. All the guests slowly dispersed. Everyone was very satisfied, especially me. I'm so happy. Gifts for me were hanging up on the table and Daddy had people put all those gifts into my room.

"Bye, Ra!" exclaiming Dinda behind the wheel of her silver sedan, there was a Tiara sitting beside her, and Melisa sitting in the back. The three of them waved to me, then to my father.

I waved back. "Thank you for coming.." I cried.

"Thank you too. Your party's great. All the food is good."

I smile. "Who organized the party. My dad's great, isn't he?"

"yeah. Best dad! Thank you, Oom!"

Daddy sparkles to get compliments. He nodded and said, "Yes, same, Kids."

The sound of the horn twinkled once, and Dinda's car glided smoothly down the highway.

"Tired?"

"Lumayan, but Kejora was happy. Thanks, Dad."

"Same-sama-"

"Mas!" call someone to interrupt our conversation.

We looked at the source of the voice. Aunty Sila, she has not come home and just approached us.

"Well, where are you going? I'm coming, huh?"

Jeez... It's still a business, aunty. Just be careful if Daddy says yes, I won't want to be intoned this one flirtatious aunt.

Instantly, my father turned to me - he seemed to ask me to take on the responsibility of clearing up the aggressiveness of the woman who approached him.

"Tomorrow we won't go anywhere, Auntie. It's time for rest tomorrow. Daddy just got home. Isn't that right, Dad?"

Yup! Daddy nodded. I know he understands that I don't like it when Auntie Sila gets close to him. "Yes, tomorrow we're just spending time at home."

"Sorry, Auntie, it's night. We're gonna take a break."

"alright. Auntie's home, too." Then he turned to Daddy. "Good night, Mommy."

"Yes, good night." Daddy turned to me when Auntie Sila walked away. "Let's go in, honey," she asked. "Your mom must have slept."

He smiles. "Come, let's see. Daddy sure you'd like."

"certain." I'm excited.

We walked to my room, and a few steps to the door, my father stopped and turned around. "Now close your eyes."

I obeyed and he led me into my bedroom.

"OK, you can open your eyes now" he said.

I opened my eyes slowly, then...

"Oh, wow...!"

I looked at Daddy, then looked back at the wall, and stepped there, slowly. An oil painting - a portrait of myself.

"Well?"

"Fascinating, Dad. It's beautiful," I murmured.

"Of course, it's Kejora, Daddy's Most Beautiful Star. How could it not be beautiful?"

I kept staring, and finally my tears welled up. She loves me. Love me like his own flesh and blood. The painting represents the expression of his heart, how he loves me. I smiled too. "Thank you, Dad. I liked. Really am! But this doesn't mean Daddy can break the promise, lo, yeah. Quality time with me during his law semester break is mandatory. Don't disappoint me. Otherwise, I'll snatch."

He puts his shoulders. "We'll see you later, yeah, honey."

"Ah, Daddy..," whine.

And. His laughter sounded, very cheerful. "Yes, yeah. Daddy will fulfill your request. Now you're happy?"

"Yes," I nodded, "again thank you, Dad."

"Yes, honey." He looked down for a moment, then looked back. "Can you hug?"

"Emm?" I was stunned and dumbfounded for a moment, but then I nodded strongly. "By, Dad."

I slammed into his arms. Feels warm. The deck was so tight, and seemed to convey a deep longing. "Happy birthday, Kejora." One soft kiss stuck to my forehead. "I miss you. Beautiful dream, yes, dear." He let go of the hug and then it passed right away.

Bizarrely. Daddy's words sounded so soft. What's up, anyway?