Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Love Magnets

My family spent two days with us. Friday and saturday. There's not much we do. They took me for a walk on a Friday around Batu City and enjoyed their special culinary. Of course, Malang is not a foreign city to Daddy, Mommy, and Oom Endru, so they are not as enthusiastic as I am to capture those beautiful moments and places as mementos. Except when taking pictures alone, Daddy was quite enthusiastic about posing with me. And, as a relationship that I don't think I can publish, I have to keep our friendly photos a secret and not dare to upload them to social media. Except for the usual photos, I keep uploading them. I'll take that as a code in the future, if it's time for us to publicly publicize our relationship. That's also I disable my comment field so that no one can slip on the photo I uploaded. Instead, however, I received several messages via messenger and whatsapp: a few people greeted Daddy and praised the good looks of the man beside me-in the photo.

His looks did indeed make a woman's eyes fascinated.

Although only a day, I was quite satisfied to enjoy the scenery in the tourist attractions and beautiful flower gardens, let alone culinary. Delicious and delicious. On Saturday, we spent time in the cottage. Daddy and Oom Endru spend time riding throughout the day and other activities until the afternoon. While I spend time with Mommy. We talked a lot about the years since he decided to choose to live with Oom Endru, how I lost my mother at my young age, and how about my school. He apologized for all that. But, according to him back then, I had Oma who could take over the role. After all, she said she didn't take care of me from the baby. Oma can take care of me again, both with Daddy.

Hmm. but that's the past. If he stays for me, he won't be as happy now. With his true love and his two hearts.

"I'm okay, really. It was hard at first, I was very lost. But now, I'm happy for Mommy. Mommy made the right decision."

This is not the time to be sad. Immediately set aside our topic of conversation. While alone that afternoon, I also had the opportunity to ask about his past with Daddy, about their marriage. I wonder if they used to try to live their household and try to be a good couple to each other?

Oops! Because of that question, my nose got pulled. "Let's guess Mommy, you want to ask if Mommy and Daddy are having sex or not. Aye, right?" His laughter also shrieked.

Basic gesrek. "I'm serious, Mom."

"Mommy and Daddy are trying for it, honey. Mommy is trying to be a good wife, so a good daughter-in-law, even a good mother to you. Daddy too, he's trying to be a good husband to Mommy. We are committed to being a good couple and looking after our marriage. And technically it worked. Our attitude towards each other shows that. Birth is fulfilled. And. inner living. But there is the obstacle. About desire."

I don't get it. They have sex, but there's "the obstacle."

"What do you mean, Mom?"

"We don't have natural desires, dear."

"Mommy, I don't understand...."

He took a deep breath and seemed to think for a moment. "Ehm, you see, we can't relate husband and wife just by looking at physical attraction. For example, just close together, sleeping in a room or bed. There was no reaction between us. No kangen, no desire to touch, except -- with help? Must be with the help of supplements, or Mommy and Daddy to escape first in front of each. Trying to touch each other first until the desire is possessed. Meanwhile, if both men - women and men who love each other, just with eyes, the desire will be burning strongly by itself. That taste will travel everywhere, to every cell in your body, in your bloodstream, you can't help it. Mendamba. Thirsty for touch, it undermines you from the inside, strong and unbearable, and you want that desire to be stirred up, a need in the soul that wants to be fulfilled. Who want to be satisfied. And. and... Oh, Daddy. You are intoxicating. The cruelty cannot stand...."

Again, his laughter shrieked. "Your face is red...."

"Mommy...."

"Just admit it, honey...."

"I...."

"Hold your wish, honey. Be smart about keeping your distance. Finish your school first. High School children should not get married, especially until they become pregnant. Careful. Wait a year. After that. emm...what yes...."

I hid my face from him. It's mortifying. I couldn't even cover up the truth from inside me, and I knew Mommy could see that desire clearly without me being able to hide a single bit from her.

Luckily, the twins were crying for milk. I can be free from this chatter-that's like chili powder. Makes my cheeks red and hot.

After the minutes passed, the night - just after dinner, they and their families immediately say goodbye to go home to Surabaya. I really mind, I also ask them to stay overnight again and return to Surabaya tomorrow morning, together with us who will return to Jakarta.

"It's not that Mommy won't, honey. But, early in the morning we must stay at the house of his cousin Oom Endru. Not good with his family if we think misah with the group. It must have been a bit of a hassle if we left here. It's okay, yeah. We will definitely meet again. Say hello to Oma."

I frowned, but I still had to let him go. Let him go until he is invisible in the distance.

"It's night. Go to sleep," said Daddy. "Tomorrow we will return to Jakarta early in the morning. Don't wake up bad luck."

I nodded, and immediately darted into the room. Keep a safe distance, say! Because here I am the magnet.