Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

The gift...?

From the bookstore, Daddy and I headed straight for the beach. We just sit there and read. Daddy didn't say much because I was engrossed in my novel.

"Jora...!"

I turned towards the source of the voice when someone called my name. That's Dinda. He ran over as soon as he saw me.

"I miss you so much" she said, shaking her head to show off her new look. "What do you think? Is my hair good?"

He didn't even wait for me to tell him I missed him. "Good, dong," I said.

Last semester, Dinda's hair was dyed a reddish blonde. Now it's like a cup of espresso. Her hair changes every semester, and this time too. My estimate yesterday was wrong. Her hair was still black when she came to my wedding. I thought she'd put her hair coloring schedule aside this time. Apparently not.

"Hi, her husband Kejora," she said to Daddy. That day she was taking an afternoon walk and was making an appointment with her new boyfriend. "Or should I call you Mas Gibran? I used to call you that, you know!"

Geez.. lest she ever think of being my mother?

Ck! Ahaha! Daddy blushed because of the girl's babbling.

"Close to you" I said. We didn't talk lu-gue in front of Daddy.

And his suicide, Dinda dragged me away to collect a promise. "Tell me how was your first night? How is the percentage good and sick? How many rounds? Come on dong javaab...!"

Gesrek this chick.

Before I could open my voice, Dinda called out. Her boyfriend has arrived.

"Yoky!"

"What?"

"My new boyfriend. Name's Choky. That's it coming."

Huh!

Daddy and I giggled at his name. I even wanted to call Dinda Tamara. My horse.

"How are you doing Tamara?" I asked, after Dinda and her new boyfriend passed from our eyes.

Daddy smelled a smile. "There is good news" he said.

"O yeah? What'sthat?"

"Yesterday Mr. Darman called. He said...."

"What?"

"Waw...! Choky, Tokcer dong." I'm back giggling.

And the funny thing is, Daddy should have said that the mare was pregnant or pregnant, not pregnant.

"I wish I was too."

"Also? Meanin?"

"Tokcer."

"Tokc? Oh, yes, aamiin. Aamiin, Daddy."

Oh, Daddy, just last night you unboxed me. Now we talk about pregnancy. Duh biyung's....

"How about we go home now?"

Eh?

"It's almost dark, Kejora."

He whines. The sky was still bright and the new time showed at four in the afternoon. Dark from where? From brain?

Oh, Daddy... Daddy.

But I'm according. How can I refuse if I know she's closing herself to me? He grabbed and held my hand, then whispered, "Please, I'm looking forward to your gift."

He's really impatient. I was so impatient, I was just about to open the door next to me when we got home, but Daddy just grabbed my hand.

"My gift, I want it now."

Hmm. I smiled at him. "What did I say the prize was? I could cook you something, like burnt ribs, or...."

"I don't want anything else. Only you. You're the only one."

Uuuh. His fingers were skillfully unbuttoning my clothes. I remembered the story at Carita, without realizing Daddy had crawled up on me and lowered my seat back.

"There is nothing happier than this, loving, loving, and making love to you."

Oh my....