Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

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"Ra, Dinda wants to see us."

Tiara dragged me to the toilet, away from the BK room where our grandmother was meeting Ms. Fatma in the room. Dinda was already there, inside the woman's toilet, her look was carved out of stone, similar to Tiara's. He managed to shine a flashy smile when his gaze collided with me, but that smile disappeared as quickly as it appeared.

"What's up, Din?" tiara asked, asking the question I had in mind.

Dinda put on the half smile she had shown me. "I don't know if you've seen this, but I think it's important that you both see it."

She reached into the pocket of her gray skirt then took out a folded paper. Curious, I reached out to pick it up, yet she held it back for a moment, looking at me fixedly with her dark black eyes.

"I don't think I should. Just ignore it."

How strange his words were. If he thinks I should just ignore him, why would he have Tiara take me to the toilet to show me? I took the paper from him and unfolded and looked at the print from the wall magazine article. Upon closer inspection, I realized, with great horror, the photo of Daddy kissing me was in the middle of it.

......THE UNDUE LOVE......

They say a soul mate is out there for everyone. But what if he is the closest person to us? And what if that figure is the old man who raised us?

Like many women, I believe in true love. But I can't possibly fall in love with my own father, even if he's not my real father.

Kejora Aditama did that. After being adopted and raised, he ensnared his adoptive father in senseless love. How could the grown man fall in love with the young girl he grew up with his own hands? This will lead to funny comments among young people.

People who are romantically spirited might argue that Ms. Aditama only follows his heart and all is valid in love. But I'm sure what he's doing is a bad and dangerous message for women who want to have adopted children, especially for fathers.

I can't breathe. My eyes scanned this vilifying article back and forth, as if this would eventually make the writing fade. Insults piled on the swear words while the judgment of the one who wrote this - perhaps Sandra - who cursed my life cried out to me from every line. A cold sigh that made nausea gripped my stomach and my head felt like I was going round and round while I held onto the paper with my trembling hands.

"It's outrageous!" my spray.

Dinda and Tiara watched me helplessly, their faces filled with worry. "Gue's sorry, too" said Dinda. "But this is also spread online." Dinda thrust her phone at me -- in the comments section insulting the haters with her ugly comments that made my heart hurt worse.

Very bad they. Some commented that I was a child who was raised as a child, after being big and even honed. Small dic*bok, after big even hacked. Small in lead, after big dic*pang-c*pang. Small cute, after big diem*t. Some commented that I was a child who was raised with love to be made love. And, there are also comments about my similarities, small and large: always invited to play horses. Then there is a question: Is it love or return? Is there no adult woman in this world worthy of being a lover? There's still plenty of stock, Oom!

"It's gonna embarrass Daddy." I trembled as the full force of this writing hit me like a landslide. I closed my eyes as tears began to flood.

Not wanting to think about this any further, my mind switched to thinking about damage control. I need to stop panicking and try to think clearly. Of course, maybe I will face a lot of trouble with people who know me and the inevitable chatter that will be like hell. I can imagine how bad this is.

"Gue knows," said Dinda. "But at least with you knowing earlier, you can mentally prepare. But I'm sure, you're a tough girl. There's both of us here."

Tiara stroked my back. "Lu must be strong. Don't let this cheap news interfere with your exams later. Just ignore everyone. You come to school next week just for exams. The rest need not be thought about. Okay?"

Yeah, I nodded. I knew this would be embarrassing. How else would you like? This article has gone viral. But Daddy's gonna be okay. After all, Daddy is not a public figure nor is he a state official. I'm sure he won't care about any news about us. Just like me who only thought about it, it would definitely be a burden on his mind as well about me. As long as I'm fine, Daddy will be fine too.

Believe that, Kejora. Everything's gonna be fine. You're a tough girl.