Papa's Little Daughter

Shan Is Murky

Chequek...

"Papa come home, baby!" I cried as I stepped into the room. I immediately approached Shan who was sitting in front of his small folding table. He seems to be busy drawing.

I crouched down, looking at my daughter who had smelled the smell of powder. He took a shower too. 'Newly bathed the same uti yes Shan?'

"Goup." I pinned a kiss on his head for a moment. "Kok tumben Shan did not welcome papa home? Shan usually stands on the terrace. While jumping, screams see papa dateng. But now it's..."

Shan was still focused on the paper on the folding table. He seems not interested in my words. Behold, his finger still continues to incise crayons on his image.

"Shan what else is the picture?" I asked and again there was no answer from him. Her tiny lips kept tightly clenched.

She why? Is his mood not okay?

I sighed a glance, then chose to lay down my body, still near Shan's place. The cold floor instantly made me feel better.

"Okay, papa's not being pushed at all. Okay, papa won't be angry." I said as I looked at the ceiling.

And somehow, unexpectedly Shan suddenly immediately threw his crayon to hit the wall. I was shocked dong. I got up from my position and scolded him.

"Why are you Shan?!"

"What was that good ha tossing?! What about other people?! It hurts Shan if he does! Who the hell taught you to throw such a kayak?! Who's ha?!"

Shan cupped his two faces with his hands, then cried inside there.

Again, I could only sigh violently.

Please dong, I am now very tired from going home to work. And now we have to face a situation like this. Aaarrrggghh I really want to scream!

But it can't be...

I finally stretched out both my hands. "Let's Shan here..."

Shan slowly opened his stalk. He showed his face that had been heavily reddened with tears.

I really don't have the heart, I swear...

Shan grabbed my outstretch. The little girl is now in my arms. I haven't had a bath, I still have a bad smell from sweating, but Shan instead looks comfortable drowning in there.

"Ksmakksj wus wusbjsjkakhwhi hat.."

"Well, what is Shan? Papa can't hear you say what? That's obviously Shan." I seriously can't hear it.

Shan then raised his head. He's looking at me now. "Salsa's brother Jimmy's evil."

"Wicked why, baby? Are you just in town?"

"Shan's... Shan can't go in there. They're watching the latest frozen pa. Shan wanted to watch it too. But Shan was not. Shan sad pa. Shan's disappointed.... Shan... Hixss. Huhuhoo.." Shan could not continue to complain about it. The crying broke back.

I saw eyes full of disappointment radiating from both eyes. Shan looks really hurt.

I could only hold her very tightly. I don't know what I'm confused as to what to do for him. Scold those boys? Ahh no, they are still small, still the same as this Shan. Perhaps their only intention was to play around, but Shan took it seriously and ended up hurting his heart. It's so natural that it's not in the world of children like this?

"No Papa Shan, we'll watch it tomorrow. In the cinema want Shan? Or papa buyin tapes, keep the TV downstairs papa gotong in here. Shan could watch it himself without being bothered by them. How's Shan? Shan wants?"

Shan nodded in the middle of his stuffing.

Slowly her crying began to subside. Indeed this Shan if crying like this, can not immediately stop clep. Especially if the cause of his crying is because of his hurt feelings. He is the type of feeling once, yes, although sometimes it often makes people ride black but the original in his heart is very fragile.

Now Shan I'm sitting on the dining table chair. The clock has shown at 6pm exactly. I'll make him a good omelet. I haven't had a shower yet, but after this I'm gonna take a bath, just calm down. I just want to make Shan's mood improve, so that he doesn't stay down like this.

"Shan wants the salt in the lot what's not?"

Shan shook his head in a doldrums.

"Oh okay, the salt is a little" I said. "Keep continuing to eat later on given soy sauce what is not Shan? Shan wants soy sauce? Soy sauce that the color of the item is loh, continue to taste sweet."

Shan nodded. She wants to eat her eggs with soy sauce.

It has to be like this. The gloomy child must be constantly talked to. Yes, the goal is like I mentioned. For his mood to improve.

"There's an omelet for Shan to be." I placed the plate of rice and eggs on the table, right in front of Shan.

"Papa take his soy sauce first."

"Currr..." I poured soy sauce on that omelet in style. Shan still remained silent, making no sound at all. Though I thought my actions would invite his laughter, but they didn't. The little girl was still clouded.

I began to squint for the first feed. "Yuk..."

Shan opened his mouth and the spoon finally entered. There was still no energy to chew the food. What is my Shan? Why does the baper taste so much that it makes him not appetite like this?

"Shan please.." I crazily and unexpectedly her tears began to flow back.

She cried again and again...

......***......

My car stopped right in front of the fence of the house with a soothing brown color.

"Shan, you want your aunt to play at our house the day after tomorrow? Well this is your aunt's house, Shan." I said, telling Shan who was in the passenger seat. Behind me.

"Why are we here, Pa? Papa said we're going to the movies?"

"Yes, we're going to the movies, baby. But same aunt you too, let's race Shan..."

I swear I didn't mean anything by taking Wanda to the movies together. I'm just.... Emm... I don't know, I just want to.

Wanda's figure is visible from a distance. He was closing the gate and walking towards my car. When he got right in front of the car door, his smile immediately expanded. As usual, her smile was beautiful. And I was so happy to see that smile.

I lowered my car door for a moment to say, "Hello Nda..."

"Hello Chan!" he said cheerfully. "Eh there's Shan too!" Wanda looked a little shocked after learning of Shan's whereabouts behind her.

Haha, I said I was just going to go alone with him. I actually had Shan in the passenger seat. I'm sorry, Wanda!

I then told Wanda to come in and continue the journey. Now it's 7 o'clock more and we have to hurry before Shan gets his drowsiness.

We finally got to the cinema.

Shan complained that his legs were sore and well I decided to just carry him instead of whining.

"Papa, Shan's sleepy."

Whats??

But it's still 8 Shan. Your bedtime is usually at 9, yesterday even he can sleep very late. But why now...

"Pa, Shan can't take it anymore. It's so sleepy."

"Oh Shan don't get sleepy first. It's just that we want to watch frozen again. Patience first yes. Look at your aunt again in line, just let's go Shan."

"But Shan is so sleepy, hiksss...."

"Yaudah okay-okay. Shan can sleep, but later if you've entered the court papa wake up immediately, do not fuss, okay?"

"OK.." he said and not long after he fell asleep.

Wanda who had ordered the ticket is now coming back to us.

But he whispered. "Chan, the latest frozen film is no anjir."

Instantly I was shocked. "What is true?!"

"Yes, there's no Chan. I went to her mother. The sampek was played earlier. I'm really feeling, where there's no frozen ad in front."

"How do you think dong?"

Wanda put both her shoulders together. "Maybe Shan's the one who lied to Chan..."

"Lahh no." It was impossible for Shan to lie, let alone cry bitterly like this afternoon. Or the truth is lying...

Those kids.

As soon as my jaw hardens, "Jimmy, Salsa, you guys are really mean."

"Huh?" Wanda frowned, not understanding the meaning of my words.

"Udah come home." I took Wanda's hand to get out of the movie theater.

~tbc....