Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Carita, I am Coming!

The next few days passed quite peacefully, although sometimes I wanted to scream out of frustration. Ever since Daddy came home because Oma was sick, not once did he kiss me - - which I can't deny, I missed his kiss. If Daddy kissed me just once, maybe it could ease my stifling needs. Make the cavity in this chest feel plong. Might as well.

Yeah, for a few days, I've been doing a monotonous routine: getting up early, cooking, taking a shower, getting ready, then going to the hospital. And we just spent the whole day in that closed room, watching television or just chatting. Although monotonous, it was better than me staying home. Mumpung Daddy is in Jakarta, I don't want to be away from him. Then, as usual, I came home in the afternoon, and there were only whatsapp messages from Daddy as a lullaby for me that were so longing. Including on the night of the turn of the year, as it was.

Ah, just the turn of the year, it doesn't mean anything. I'm glad the year has changed. January has arrived. And, it only takes a few months to get to July. The month of my birth and I will be eighteen.

The morning of the new year was as usual, I was ready with my challenges, and the roar of the car engine had also called out to me. I opened the door, went in and sat down. But...

"Where are you going, Non?"

Eh? I almost jumped. It wasn't Mr. Ujang sitting behind the wheel. Oh my....

"Dad's? How come? Daddy's here?"

Her sweet smile greeted me. And once I jumped, I moved to the front seat. Automatic spoiled mode on. I hugged him and he hugged me back. And I wish he kissed me.

This time it happened to my expectations. "Good new year" he said. My eyes closed when he kissed me. The joy of running away, hot and slow, is like honey in a warm summer.

I bite Daddy's lower lip gently. "Happy new year. I miss you so much."

"I miss you too."

"Em, miss the heavy."

"Well, where are we going?"

Alisku. "To where? Meanin? We're not going to the hospital to see Oma?"

"There's Mr. Ujang guarding Oma."

"Oh, okay. Why didn't you go in first?"

"It is forbidden to Queen Kanjeng," he said, he chuckled.

Hmm. I wonder. "Omma? Why why?"

"It's forbidden, honey. He told me to take you for a walk, but the rules are not to be alone in the house. And don't ask why. You understand that."

I nodded, then leaned back in the chair. "Yes, I get it. So where are we going? So, this food? How's it?"

"Just be wild. For lunch later. And now,"-- he comes closer, then kisses me with extras, super long, and super friendly -- "we'll go wherever you want. Anywhere... Dear."

Ah, how sweet the whisper. I smiled shyly. "Not going anywhere, just here, with you."

"Bad girl," he pinched my cheek, then defended me with his books until it stopped on his lips. "Can't be here. I'm afraid of being tempted and bringing you into the house."

Yeah, I know that. If that happens, I'm also afraid I can't resist it. I know I'm thirsty for touch and stroking.

"Perhaps like most teenagers, want to go to the movies? Or to the beach? How's it?"

I'm nodding. "Beach, please?"

"All right."

"What?"

"Not to be discussed."

"Hmmm...." He held my hand. "Tell me, honey."

I bow my head for a moment. "I want to go to Carita, not to Ancol."

"Carita Beach?"

"Hu'um."

"Pandeglang, huh?"

"Em, but if the objection doesn't work, it's okay. I know it's very far away."

Daddy kissed the back of my hand, then smiled. "New year for you. We're going to go."

"But, did Oma allow us to go home in the afternoon?"

"It's will. Okay well? Now come in for a second, get a change of clothes. I think we need it."

"of course. Wait a minute, yeah. I won't be long" I said. "Eh, but would it be okay if I went into your room?"

Daddy smiled naughty. "If Queen Kanjeng doesn't forbid, we'll take it both."

Ih, gesreknya kumat!

I got out of the car immediately, quickly got into the house and took a change of clothes, for me, and for Daddy.

When I got back to the car, Daddy was having breakfast. He looked at me. "A good omelet" he said.

"of course. I learn fast. For your sake."

"thank you. Can you bribe me while I drive?"

"Mode, huh? But okay. I'll do anything for you."

Daddy smelled a smile. "Sounds like code."

Huh!

I put our clothes bag in the back seat, while Daddy put in his gear and stepped on the gas pedal.

"Carita, I am coming...!" myrag.

I leaned over my body and kissed Daddy's cheek. He looks happy because I'm happy. There is no Malang, Pandeglang also so. As long as you are with Daddy, for me anywhere will feel like heaven. Yeah, even though it took three hours to get to Carita, it's been a nice trip. We chatted lightly along the way, as Daddy clasped my hands once in a while, stroked my cheeks, and his smile seemed to endlessly expand.

Well, I know, it's a chance to freely touch her.

Eh? Oops!