Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Journey

After breakfast that afternoon, Oma told me to pack some clothes, she said Daddy would take me somewhere. When I asked where he was going, he said in secret. Oma asked me not to ask Daddy anything first. Just come along he said. Then, after lunch they asked me to take a break. We'll leave tonight. And even without being told, I'm sure I will be invited to Surabaya. Therefore, Oma forbade me from asking anything. I'm sure, I will definitely be invited to Surabaya. To my mother's grave.

Yeah, I don't know why, I've never been invited to my mom's grave. The reason is because it is far away. I don't have a picture of my mother either. Daddy said he didn't have a picture of my late mother. And I haven't been told a bit about my past either. But Daddy promised me once, when I'm old enough he'll tell me about my origins. But on one condition: I must not ask.

Finally after a few hours, the night came. Before leaving, we both said goodbye to Oma. I hugged and kissed her hands, plus did not forget to tell Aunt Sum to maintain health, regular eating, also regularity of taking vitamins for my grandmother who slang but sometimes stubborn about maintaining health for herself. Daddy did the same. After that we both got out of the house, just as Mr. Ujang had just stuffed our suitcases into the back of the car.

"Sir Ujang's coming, huh?"

"No, Non. I just went to the station."

"Station?" I'm slack.

My dad grin. "You know Daddy doesn't like to drive around."

"Keep there what are we wearing?"

"The car rental is Daddy's friend, honey."

"Oh, okay. The important thing is not to go up and down public transportation while carrying suitcases, yes. Ribet...."

My father was just about to say when someone's voice interjected, "Where are you going?" tanya Aunty Sila who just got off Riko's shackle. The noisy motor feels deafening to the eardrum.

"Not going anywhere, really, Tant. Just want a car engine." I boldly swiggered at my father so that he would not come clean. And huffftt..had our suitcase had entered the car until Auntie Sila did not have time to see it.

At that time, Auntie Sila was watching our clothes closely. It seems clear that our style in dress illustrates that we will travel far. Thick jacket, shoes, as well as sling bag that I wear, especially the backpack that hangs on Daddy's shoulder.

"Don't Mas Gibran carry a backpack?"

"This..," my father was about to say.

"It's nothing, Auntie."

"You guys...?"

"Come, Dad. It's not fun if we go last night."

I pulled Daddy's arm and opened the car door for him. He came in and I sat down beside him.

Tin! Tin!

"Bye, Auntie.we go first, yeah...." I waved my hand and immediately closed the door, then giggled. "Thank you, thankfully they didn't see our suitcase, Dad. Sorry, yeah. if Kejora looks like a brash girl."

Ah, he's not angry. And it was good that he smiled and then rubbed the top of my head. "Look easy, honey. Daddy's not going to have a problem with that" he said. "Eh, you took a nap, right? Daddy's afraid you'll have an uncomfortable sleep on the train."

"Relax.there's Daddy next to Kejora. The cruelty will always be comfortable, really, if there's Daddy."

Uh, she was stunned, then inching-shifted away from me. I have talked to you as casually as possible. Why the hell, I thought. I wondered with his attitude that was like a misbehaved person. If my friends say, the person who misbehaves it is usually because he has feelings - a love that is secretly residing in the heart.

Oh, my God, I thought at the time. I hope this isn't what I thought - not what my friends often tell me. Please, no. I'm throats. "Dad's? Why?"

She shook her head. "nothing. Daddy's okay."

I-I tried to deny what I was really starting to believe. I want between us to keep a warm relationship between father and son. Only father and son, who love each other and love each other. Warmth and harmony in family bonds. That'sallthatis.

"By the way, Daddy wants to take me to Surabaya, right?"

He nodded. "But as Daddy said, yes. Don't ask. Just flow like water. There will come a time when you will know everything."

"Ready, Dad. Just chill. Kejora follow the rules of the game from Daddy."

After a few minutes, we arrived at the station. After getting out of the car, I followed Daddy. At first it was a bit boring. He purposely pranked me by walking quickly in front of me. After I gave up chasing his footsteps, I pretended to be snickering and he laughed to the point. "Come, let's go again. Daddy's going slow."

"Awas, yes, if Daddy is ignorant again," I whine. I pulled out another stalk of my suitcase and put my foot back on.

He smiles. "Yes, Honey. Well, Daddy's going slow, right?"

Huh! Yes, now, was it? No mother, no child, I like to be ignorant. Elementary....

Huft, fortunately it did not take long, we immediately boarded the train, and within a few minutes, the train rolled. I think tonight's trip must be wonderful. Of course, I was super excited because I had never been invited to travel. And if I ask permission to go on vacation with my friends, Daddy and Oma never allow it. Especially Oma. Uh, the horn will come out if I dare to travel far. Yeah, yeah, I know that they do because they love me so much.

"Daddy ever go on a train tonight? From Jakarta to Surabaya? Uh," I realized something, "jag gijag gijug, dong?"

Daddy's forehead frowning. "What's that?"

Huh! Different generations, he doesn't understand the dangdut song. It's also an old song.

"Sorry, Dad. That's dangdut song lyrics."

"O yeah? How's song? Try singing."

"Beeeh.. ogah...! Shame on!"

"Lo, it's okay, honey."

"Emoh I...."

"okay."

"So, answer dong...."

He smiles. "Often, but first. While Daddy was in college in Malang. Daddy always takes the train home. These nights."

I got a beard and looked around. "If we fall asleep, it's safe, right, Dad? I mean.. No one's gonna be ignorant or loot our stuff, is that it?"

"Safe, Honey. There is Daddy here anyway. Daddy's gonna take care of you all night."

Geez, it feels so good that my heart hears Daddy's simple words. Oh my God, how much I love him.

"Thank you, Dad. I love you...."