Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Palau

Dissipated. It felt heavy with our accelerated change of wedding plans. I can't deny, getting married before I turned eighteen felt like there was a part of my heart that wanted to resist, and I felt like Daddy was forcing his will on me. But I'm powerless, I have no power to resist. I couldn't bear it if I saw the disappointment in his eyes that would be caused by myself. I want him to be happy, but -- too - it shouldn't be like this.

I nodded, I agreed when Daddy asked me to get married on his birthday, and he was very happy. Meanwhile, I must cover my turmoil as best I can. He can't see the side of the objection slipping in my heart. If I could, I would want to get rid of it too. I'm naive about this one, but I'm just a human being too. I don't understand why there's a little bit of displeasure with the fact that I'm getting married at seventeen.

Before speaking to me, Daddy had already expressed his wish to Oma first, and Oma of course agreed. And my approval is happiness for both of them. I'm happy, I told myself - I'm happy for them.

The next few days passed by fleeing. So, as if I didn't realize June was already showing its warmth, and, it was also time for the announcement of school graduation. I became unenthusiastic about it, I became even more restless because it meant my wedding day was just counting days and all the families had the same enthusiasm. They can't wait to see Oma's only child, Gibran Aditama - to get married - as if this was her first marriage.

In terms of invited guests, this wedding is quite simple because we do not invite many guests. As I said before, I only invited Dinda and Tiara, while Daddy only invited Oom Hendri and his son, and also the extended family of Mom Rani who incidentally entered the family category. And the rest is an invitation on behalf of Oma, the people around the house without exception, the extended family of her late husband who has not seen us for a long time, and the family of Oma herself. Oma had one older brother, but had long since died. Daddy has three male cousins from his uncle. Even her cousins have grandchildren. And, Oma also has several cousins from her parents - her grandparents and Daddy. The aunts, uncles, cousins, and nephews were friendly and generous. I liked all of them from the past even though we rarely met, although until now I could not memorize their names or remember who was married to whom, she said, and the genealogical order from the old to the grandchildren, whose children or from which, I don't really understand.

But, most importantly they all knew about my existence in the midst of Oma and Daddy all this time, so it seemed like they had nothing to hide behind us to discuss unimportant matters. It's probable.