Papa's Little Daughter

Unstudied

A bright morning. This time the two fathers and son had woken up from their slumber, having cleansed the body by bathing as usual.

"Shan still hasn't found a shirt?" chandra asked with a slightly surprised look from the direction of the bathroom door.

How not, the little girl has been struggling in front of the closet for approximately 15 minutes. From before Chandra went into the bathroom until after finishing his bath.

The little girl who was still wearing underwear did not care about the words of the father. Shan, who had raised his head briefly to look at Chandra, refocused his vision on the object before him. The folds of her own clothes look very familiar. Shan's already wearing all those clothes, and... She's bored. 'That's again, that's again...'

"You want to pack what kind of clothes Shan is? It's just at home, not anywhere."

"Diem pa, Shan thought again."

Chandra sighed for a moment. Hmm since when did this child become very attentive to appearance. Who taught him like this?

Well, Chandra chose to ignore the little boy. He walked towards his own closet, a brown cupboard instead of a pink one. Until the moment Chandra was choosing his own clothes, Shan suddenly barged in. Stand straight in front of him.

If Chandra can't wait, he must have thrown the kid in there. Then lock her up tightly so she can't get out.

'Huhh just interrupt!'

The little girl went to look at the contents of her papa's wardrobe. "Emm papa's clothes are a lot.." he chirped. And Chandra just cleared his throat.

"Same as Shan's who's bit."

Sontak Chandra frowned. 'What does it mean a little?'

Chandra then grabs Shan's small hand, leading the girl back to her own closet. The cupboard that was still wide open was then Chandra pointed with his finger.

"Wheel! What do you mean little Shan? Your shirt is 2x that papa's shirt."

Shan just shrugged his head.

"You know what you mean. You asked for a new shirt, right, Shan?"

"Hehehe kok papa tau sih..."

Chandra let out a long breath, again and again. 'Huhhhh...'

Minutes passed, after deciding for so long to wear what clothes Shan had now made his decision. Chandra who has been complete with the appearance of going to work and then immediately put on Shan's choice of clothes.

But apparently, the boy was still not finished...

"Papa papa, can't you see the shirt of Salsa's brother he's wearing semalem?"

Chandra remembered for a moment. "Looky."

"Good, pa."

Chandra only responded with a nod.

"It was bought by the same aunt Yola fit again in the mall at that time. In a good store, anyway the lights are bright and keep writing... Emm... Gatau Shan still can't read it, but Shan inget kok his shop is next door."

"Continue?"

"Let's go there sometime!" shan was very enthusiastic.

"Papa ain't no Shan time."

Shan's face turned lethargic. There was a sense of disappointment lingering in his heart.

"Papa's Sunday doesn't work." - Shan.

Chandra who had finished dressing up now touched the two little shoulders. Continued to look at Shan's bead very deeply.

"Shan, papa in the near future is not payday. Sorry yes."

"So you don't have any money?"

Chandra nodded.

Somehow both Shan's eyes suddenly shook. This little boy seemed to think deeply. Chandra shouldn't have shared this with her daughter. He shouldn't have burdened Shan on finances.

"Dengerin papa here, papa does not have money anymore. But papa work really, and soon if it's time to pay papa will have money. Shan don't have to think about this. Shan just play the same learning, do not think about the work of papa or about papa who does not have this money. The money is for the adult business, Shan. Serahin to papa aja Shan, calm down..."

Chandra pinched the two cheeks slowly. "Kok Shan suddenly diem gini? Papa's not good Shan. Papa is sad..."

Shan immediately shook his head quickly. "Son, not pa. Shan is not diem, this is Shan already talking about it."

Chandra's smile instantly expanded. "Okay, Shan's dad's daughter. Cupp..." He kissed directly on Shan's right cheek.

Shan-pun smiled, he then scattered himself into the large body of the papa. "Papa's spirit is working."

Shan's words instantly warmed Chandra's heart. "Yes Shan..."

"Shan papa promised, later if papa already payday, papa will directly bring Shan to the place. Papa will buy you clothes like you asked for. Patience is Shan." said Chandra.

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Weeks later...

Shan's gaze could not be separated from looking at the object in front of him. Amazed? Ohh, for sure. Never before has Shan seen such a good bike.

"Cring.cring." Salsa rang the bell of his new bike, which is still installed complete with two additional wheels.

"Shan let's go up, I'm boncengin."

No, no, it wasn't Salsa who asked for it, it was Jimmy.

Yups, Yola really does not play games if the business of pampering her children. Look at the two new bikes he bought Salsa and Jimmy. Cash. Straight from a quality store.

His two sons said they wanted to buy a new bike last night.

"Come brother Jim, we bike under that mango tree!" salsa and Jimmy followed suit. Hmm even though Shan had not had time to go up on the boy's puppet.

Shan ran after his two cousins who had paddled far enough away. Indeed their play area is only in the backyard of the house. But the courtyard belonging to the residence cannot be underestimated regarding its breadth. Very spacious.

Salsa got off her bike. "Ah brother Jim I'm thirsty" he said while gasping for breath.

"Want you to get some water to drink? Do you want white water or what? Let me ask you to make it."

"Emmm... Cold chocolate milk looks good."

"I WANT TO TOO!" exclaim Shan.

"Yaudah, you wait a moment. Inget, no one plays a bike first if there's no me."

Shan and Salsa compactly nodded. They're looking at Jimmy's back that's getting away. The boy was now invisible, having entered the kitchen door.

"Sal's brother, later if Jimmy already came Shan pinjem bike brother huh?"

"No!"

"Just for a minute, five minutes." Please Shan.

"What if my new bike breaks? You want to change? Your father where is there any money? You don't buy a hahaha bike!"

Shan was silent, as if thinking deeply. I don't know what Salsa said, why he called his father had no money, but his papa was working. Ahh no, Shan doesn't understand the money yet. Money is an adult business, his father said.

"Shan you don't pantes be our friend" said Salsa suddenly.

"Huh? You mean Salsa?"

"Yes, you're not like us. You don't have the same stuff that I have, Jimmy's brother. You are usually just a minjem. Aren't you tired of ha?"

Shan digested Salsa's words deeply. 'It's true that Shan all this time can only minjem...'

"Sister Jimmy!" peekkik Salsa's. Salsa then hummed. "Yeay Yey, Jimmy's brother came, brought iced milk chocolate."

Shan looked in the direction of Jimmy's arrival. He saw a bottle full of iced chocolate milk Salsa request earlier. Looks very tasty and tempting, especially drunk during hot weather like this. But somehow the desire to drink the drink has faded. Shan has no taste for a drink. There was still something troubling his mind at this moment.

~tbc...