Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Sincerest

The waiter came to our table and put an orange plastic tray next to me. He put an extra serving of vegetables in front of me, and another serving in front of Daddy. There's a lot of mustard in it, and I don't like it. I tenaciously removed those withered green leaf parts and moved them to Daddy's plate. Daddy just smiled, he picked up the vegetable a little bit and started chewing.

"Eat the food, Daddy..," I protested. "Taugenya first."

This time he laughed. "Yes, yes" he said. He immediately scoops the bean sprouts and immediately devours them. So do I, but I must eat the vegetables with the slices of the lontong as well.

Yeah, actually I'm not supposed to eat hodgepodge. I'm easy to eat something that smells pecal, not to mention its thick and tanned look. But for the sake of the bean sprouts I would. Eh?

Yep, for the sake of getting pregnant fast, eat whatever I want. But unfortunately, I only spent half my hodgepodge with an unceremonious bean sprout on my plate. "I don't want to eat anymore" I said, then downed my milk pack.

"Sneakers? I ordered soto in the tent next door, huh?"

I didn't say it, but I just let Daddy go to the next tent. Then, in his spirit I mixed the rest of my hodgepodge into Daddy's plate. When he came back with a bowl of extra meat soto bean sprouts and a few eggs, I thrust the hodgepodge plate back in front of him. "Eat a lot to have extra energy."

"Just calm. I won't let you down." He glanced mischievously at me then peeled a hard-boiled egg for me. "Just let me know later if you're done and ready for combat. I am ready for you. Always, Kejora."

Her whisper tickled desire. He made me giggle.

A moment later, Daddy had just stuffed a spoonful of mixed vegetables into his mouth when a young traveling florist approached us.

"Excuse me, with Madam Kejora?"

I was stunned to look at him. "Yes" I said.

"Here, Ma'am, there's a red rose for Ma'am. Please accept."

Horrified, I looked around. "From who?"

"I'm sorry, but the one who bought didn't mention a name."

"Thank you, Mum. The flowers we received. Please, "said Daddy, drive away subtly.

"Wait, wait. Can you name the features? Or show me, maybe the guy's still around here??"

Niente. The florist didn't see it and didn't know where it was going.

"That's it." Daddy grabbed and grabbed my hand. "Leave it, huh? Come on, let's continue the breakfast."

I'm still worried about the sight around the area, not realizing I didn't hear what Daddy just said.

"Emm?"

"Oh, yeah, honey. Let it. Don't mind even if he's around here. Okay?"

Yeah, I think that's true. Let it. Come on, Kejora, ignore it! Ignore it!

I took a deep breath and scooped up the warm sotoku sauce. It tastes good, actually. But, due to the sudden gripping atmosphere, anything no longer tasted good for my tongue.

I'm throats. "Daddy?"

"Yes, Honey?"

"If something bad happens-"

"Darling... have you, huh? I beg?"

"May just say."

"I'll take care of you. Always."

"Yes, but when it happens...."

"Not going to."

"Sometimes there is a destiny that we cannot avoid even if we have tried. Like the old-fashioned"

"Sst. You remember, right, I told you that no matter what, no matter how bad, I will always be by your side. Don't ever leave, don't ever leave me, please? You promised me once. Remember, right?"

I'm nodding. Divorce tears wet the cheeks, feels hot. But my heart is happy to hear his words. "For example, if something bad happens to me, like my mother used to do, you will still accept me, right?"

"Definitely, Honey. Sure. You will never have any harm in my eyes. Remember, yes, whatever happens, no matter how bad, I will always be with you, accepting your circumstances as they are. I promise, I wouldn't care about that kind of thing. I will never look upon you as flawed or despicable. You promised too, huh? Never leave. Stay with me no matter what. Stay here, okay?"

Ah, leg. Like that later and then. If something bad happens to me, I won't leave like my mother did. Let's say I'm not as good as my mother, let's say I'm a selfish woman, but I want to be with Gibran Aditama. I won't give him the same wound. It won't.

Thank you, you're so sincere to me. I love you, Daddy....