Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Just a Temporary Farewell

Thirty minutes later, I was clean and dressed. I tidied up the edges of my white shirt and tidied up my knee-length gray skirt. I smiled in the mirror and carried my bag to my shoulder. Below, Oma shouted for me to hurry, that it was almost seven o'clock. This has become a habit, but the new long hour hand points to the number eight which means there are still twenty minutes to go before seven.

Oma's habit always made me feel chased anj*ng, as if she had a pet and released it specifically to patrol against me, until I rushed down the stairs.

"Morning, Oma. Morning, Daddy."

Cheerful mode is set, even though in the heart is slipping. Daddy was ready to take his trip back to Malang. She has been bathing and dressing up. But still, I had to sit cheerfully in front of them and finish my breakfast. Oma's special soup suddenly tasted bland on my tongue.

After my breakfast was over, the milk in my glass was empty, and we hurried off. Mr. Ujang will take me to school, after that just take Daddy to the station. In the car, the atmosphere felt cold even though my body was protected with a jacket that was quite thick.

"It's only been six months" Daddy said slowly. So slow that I barely heard it. "Dear."

I looked towards him.

"All will be beautiful in time, and our communication will not be cut off" he said, clasping my hand tightly.

I didn't feel like I could talk, so I just nodded.

"Time will feel longer if you're like this."

"Why should I go?" I finally opened my voice.

"Ask Oma," he said. "Oma told Daddy to go."

"Why? Daddy's got a confidant who can take care of the estate."

"Daddy knows. But Daddy can't argue with Oma. Because you're no longer the little girl we raised. You're all grown up. You understand that?"

Again, I nodded. "Yes, I get it. I understand very well" I said.

"Daddy doesn't want your school to be interrupted either. You'll be more focused on learning if Daddy's not home."

Thas right. And I think that the most important thing is that we always communicate, learn and my school will definitely be safe under control.

And it did not feel, we had arrived at the school - precisely a few meters from the front gate of my school.

"Sir, just stop here" Daddy said.

"But the gate is still far away, sir," said Pak Ujang after stepping on the brakes. "Later Non-Morning-"

"We'll have a chat first. Please wait outside, yeah. And all right, that's across from the minimarket, please buy me a mint."

Mode detected! Mr. Ujang got out of the car and Daddy immediately locked the door of the super dark glass car.

"I noticed, now Daddy loves to eat mint candy. Why?"

Daddy went out the window, focused on me. Cengiranaaaaa. Ew...!

"Daddy needs candy, the process of quitting smoking."

"Eh, seriously Daddy's going to quit smoking?"

"Hu'um."

"Try from yesterday-tell-"

The cup!

Her lips glanced at my lips. "Yesterday there were no lips that I should kiss," he said softly in front of my face, until the scent of mint swept over my skin.

"That's for health, honey."

"So tell him to-"

"By, health, inner, we."

"Ih, Daddy mah.. gombal keep going...."

"factly so. But it's not important to discuss now."

"Keep, what do you want to talk about? I only have fifteen minutes."

"none. I just want to comfort my girlfriend so that she won't be sad anymore."

Oh, my gosh, the puberty is not over. "meaning? Entertaining... how?"

Dag!

Digs!

Dugm!

Suddenly hot atmosphere. Look Daddy's eyes locked onto my gaze. My heart is starting to get out of control. Desire begins to spread. And. slowly, he approached...

I found myself lying under the crush of his burly body. "Daddy, I'm going to school, don't...."

"Not on the neck? Hmm?"

"Daddy...."

"Here?" He unbuttoned my shirt.

"Daddy...."

He's gulping down saliva. While I, in my heart, my heart, my stomach, all pounding, roaring like a drum about war. How not? Moreover, this time he*strong sap part of my chest. Not the peak, but still, it was the chest that scared me in case he opened my bra.

Ah, even if that happens, I'm afraid I won't turn it down. Worrying? Huh!

It's actually delicious. The narrower the time, the more I want to linger. I liked. Really like. Even I'm crazy about her kisses and touches.

And after that...

"This is why Oma wants us to part temporarily," he said softly, his breath hunting in the ear. While, down there, his hands were sassyly slipping behind my white shirt. His fingers caressed the skin of my stomach, stroking slowly there to cause a tickling tingling sensation.

It's shaking! His delight aroused my passion and curiosity. I really want it to open up as a whole.

"It's school time" Daddy said. He shuffled away from me, pulled me to sit down, then fixed my buttons. "Remember, other than me, don't let anyone touch you. Understood?"

Again I can't speak. Again I just nodded. Comb my hair with fingers, then tidy up my shirt, skirt, and jacket with nervousness.

"Now do you understand why I'd better go?"

"Yes," that's all I can say with a nod. I totally understand.

"good. My son is a good and obedient girl. Now go to school. See you in six months." He placed his hand lightly on the back of my hand, then leaned my body into my ear. "New Year's Eve in Malang, huh? I'll pick you up."

Geez, my heart is pounding like an anj*ng a hunter chasing a rabbit. "Ok, I am waiting for you. I can't wait to see you again."