Papa's Little Daughter

He's Fighting!

I quickly headed for the parking lot. I want to get in my car and drive it home. I really want to go home now!

"Murray!" wanda's call was not at all difficult. I'm sorry I have to hurry now. I want to quickly meet Shan.

Yep! I want to see Shan soon! Because. emm because...

I don't know, I don't know what really happened to that kid either. He didn't answer my video call this afternoon, he said. I don't know where they are now.

My feelings are really not calm.

After driving for 10 minutes, I finally got home.

"Shan!"

"Shan!"

"Shan!" call me when I just set foot inside the house. But the figure I called was not there at all. Salsa and Jimmy were playing in the TV room. The two boys were now looking at me with gazes...'Why go home screaming?'

Suddenly the figure of the mother slid from the next room. But my mother came and told me to shut up. "Sttt!"

I'm frowning. "Mom why tell me to diem? Where's shan ma? Where is he? Oiya kept mama also from where did I not lift telfonin ha?" I asked, scolded him with a variety of questions that had disturbed me so much.

"So that's Shan who asked."

"Huh?"

Mama touched my shoulder, telling me to calm down a little while she explained. "So gini, Shan's mood seems not good anymore Chan. She was cheered on by my mom from last afternoon. That's why Mama didn't dare to bother him."

"Yes mommy could've gotten me to the cake earlier, or whatever."

"Lohh mama was in the afternoon you were already."

"Where try? There's nothing."

"Duringly..."

I screeched, then just passed by from before the middle-aged woman. Ahh the man was myopic, gaptek too. He certainly does not know how to send messages through whatsapp application. Ahh no, it's free. I chose to rush towards the room and search for Shan's whereabouts.

Finally met. The boy was sleeping on the bed, and look! With the phone in his hand. The distance of the phone from his face was very close, less than an adult's palm. The beam from the phone's screen was also very bright, making Shan's face highlighted like it was exposed to divine light. I was really so mad to see it.

"Shan's... Papa says if you play mobile phone how to hmm?" ask me with a tone that is still ordinary.

Yes, I still hold back my anger. I still gave him a chance to improve himself this second as well.

"Shan's... You're hearing papa say what?" ask me again with the last vestiges of patience.

The little boy finally put down his phone. But... He then sauntered towards the folding table he was at.

"Shan, maghrib-maghrib is not the time to draw!"

This little boy did not care and continued his actions.

I finally pulled his arm. Making him who was almost sitting to stand back up.

"Shan was very intentional. You want to make papa angry, don't you?"

Shan was silent. He won't tell me, let alone look me in the eye. He avoided meeting our eyes.

I then let go of my hand that was still coiled on his arm. "Sit on the bed Shan. Now!"

The stubborn boy finally complied. His little steps back to the bed. And go straight up there. He obeyed my orders, but...

"I want a grandson! But a dot pack!"

Whattt??

"DON'T SHAN!" I immediately rejected his ridiculous request.

"How many times have you said that you are big. No more pacifiers Shan!"

"Shan doesn't care! Anyway Shan wants mik grandson pakek dot pa! Make Shan the grandson of a dot pack!" whining continuously.

My hands slowly clenched tightly. I stared at this boy getting sharper in the hope that he would stop whining immediately.

Ehh, that brat even replied to me. He also threw a sharp look at me. He fought!

We face each other for minutes, hardening each jaw. Until finally his side gave up. A circle of waterfalls fell from both neutrals. Yes, now Shan is crying. Crying very bitterly.

I can only sigh and sigh. Once again after the office must be faced with a situation like this. Now there was nothing I could do, except just keep staring at the dim figure until the crying could stop by itself, maybe.

But the crying did not stop. So what should I do? Hugged it? Carrying her? Tranquilize her? Ohh don't. He's too big for me to treat him like that. He who begins his own cry, he must also end it himself. That's my principle now.

Shan's crying didn't stop. It's been half an hour since I've been watching him. The boy did not give up, still persisted in the sobbing. I even saw his breath until he was huffing at his whim.

Poor fellow? Yes I actually feel very sorry, but yes back to my principles.

"Father take a shower first" I said then sauntered towards the bathroom. I also took a shower, cleaning up my tired body. In the bathroom I still heard Shan's voice. Totally stupid, I thought he'd stop if I left but he didn't. It is becoming even more.

"Not stopped yet?" I asked this sobbing boy.

"What do you want, Shan? What should papa do?"

Shan even further hardened his crying voice. I invited my mom to knock on the door many times. Ask what really happened.

"Gak ma! Everything is fine. Mama rest. It's malem." I cried, without opening the door to the old woman.

Yeah, it's 9 o'clock by night. It's time for people to rest. And Shan... I don't know how many hours he's been crying like that.

Okey... Okey... I was the one who finally gave up. I've finally provided my embrace for this little boy.

I hugged her, tried to reconcile with her and hoped her cries would calm down soon.

Shan's body was a great craze inside my chest. "Udah Shan's... Uda... Cup." I whispered right in his ear. My hands did not stop stroking my small back.

I don't know what else hurt his feelings to force Shan to finally vent it in this way. Something must have happened while I was working. I'm certain...

And the main suspect I really suspect is Yolla's children. Yeah, who else would try to make Shan like this? Sure they. I've been learning since yesterday's events.

"Shan tomorrow-tomorrow play by himself. In the room, make a picture or say it. Let them not make Shan sad anymore, okay?"

"But..but Shan wanted to play with them. Shan doesn't like to be alone, Shan's afraid to be alone."

"But Shan ended up being a whiny kayak gini. Shan's mood was not good. Abis must be the same as them. If papa can know Shan abis next to them? Same story with Papa Shan, come on..."

Shan remained silent for a long time. He didn't seem to want to answer my question.

"Yaudah if Shan does not want to tell the same story papa, no papa. Papa won't force Shan." I said as I stroked Shan's gentle mane.

Oh yeah, I remember something...

"Shan, papa today payday. Papa has money now. Tomorrow we go to the mall yuk, buy the clothes that Shan wants."

"Oh yeah pa?" This little boy looked up.

"Yes dear."

"Horeee!" his screeches with both eyes instantly lit up. His smile is now very cheerful. He's much better now.

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

I set foot downstairs, going to the kitchen for dinner. It was late at night, but I couldn't sleep because my stomach was rumbling badly. Yes, I forgot to eat because it calmed Shan's cry that lasted for hours.

Shan has now fallen asleep, so I can leave him like this.

In the middle of my journey I heard the voices of people in dialogue. I memorized once that voice of Yola and her husband. Why are they talking at the dinner table? I refused to take food there. It's nothing, just lazy to meet them. I'm not in the mood, just like Shan.

But for my stomach business I have to do it.

"Eh Chandra, haven't slept yet?" greet Yola when she sees my arrival.

"Belom, I still want to eat" replied I who immediately got a response from Ken. "Whaha this hour just ate?"

It sounded mocking, but I didn't feel offended in the slightest. I continue to carry out my activities. Take the rice from the rice cooker and also the side dishes that are in the pot. After that, I took my plate to the TV room. I would eat there without disturbing the midnight chat activities that Yola and her husband did.

My dinner is finally over. I took my empty plate to the kitchen to wash it in the sink. My eyes no longer catch the figure of my brother and my sister-in-law there. Maybe they went back to their room and slept. Ahh I don't care.

Until when I was late in the activity of washing dishes, there was someone suddenly coming from behind. And it turned out to be Yola. I jumped a little in surprise. Imagine for yourself, at night and suddenly something comes from behind you. Surely surprised, right?

"Side I want to wash my hands" said Yola, who immediately made me cluck.

"Lo can wash his hands in Yol's bathroom, don't see if this is the sink again I pack."

"Yeah, step aside for a second?"

"Elo who's gone for a while, I'm done. Not very hard."

"Ehhh, you're so crazy about Chan!"

"Elo first Yol!" I very deliberately put my plate to the shelf rough. Until it makes a loud impact sound.

"Udah is the father of emotion and you are."

"How noisy are you, struggling? Yes come!"

Yola even smiled at her smile. Like underestimating me. My hand was clenched immediately. Okay if that's what he asked for, I don't hesitate to hit him even though he's my own brother and even though he's a girl. I don't care at all.

But suddenly my hand was stretched out when I remembered that in this house not only were we both staying, but there were our own children as well.

Yola threw a triumphant look. He then flipped his body, stepping his legs to waltz away.

"You know your kids don't bother my son." I stopped his footsteps.

~tbc...