Papa's Little Daughter

Worth to Be Loved

"So that's it, Shan hasn't entered Kindergarten yet. Said madam teacher Shan's age is still not enough, should be four first enough." Shan told his messenger, complete with brandishing his three fingers with great confidence. Though he was wrong, the finger he was pointing at was less than one.

"Yaudah no papa ya deck. Shan's 4th birthday is just a little later."

"Oh yes, you? But papa said Shan's birthday was still a long time no longer a moment."

Mom threw her look at me. I can only move both of my shoulders.

"Not long, dear. In a moment, your papa was like a wrong talk. Now Shan patiently yes, briefly again Shan must enter school." said mama while stroking gently the boy's hair.

"Oiya Shan, Shan will want his birthday to be celebrated like how dear?"

Ouch mama! Why should I ask Shan that? Shan later definitely—

"Kayak brother Salsa!" exclaim Shan. Mom and I were instantly open.

"Yes pa, ti. Shan wants his birthday later like his birthday brother Salsa at that time. Balloons are very much, continue to fly until up, the balloon is also there are in the arrangement of curved, like the shape of a bridge. Real nice. The cake, moreover, is delicious. Shan wants a cake that's like Salsa's cake but pink. Everything is pink."

Jesus dragon!

Yes, I know, surely the mother had only intended to entertain Shan because she did not want her granddaughter to be sad. That's why Mama discussed Shan's very long birthday. But please... Now the burden of my mind increased because of Shan's very varied request.

"Oiya one more. Shan wants to pack a very nice pink dress."

Mampus me....

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

Now I have arrived at my office. I was a little awkward with my co-workers in one room. Look, they're all looking at me because I came in late.

I have permission if it will come late because of a sudden affair, directly to the company leader instead. But somehow they all glanced at me with intimidating looks. All right, let it go. They don't know the truth.

"Chandra, called Mr. Hari to go to his room now" said Wanda who then drove me to Mr. Hari, my boss.

In the middle of the journey suddenly my feelings became unpleasant.

"Why am I called?" I asked Wanda who was walking next to me.

"Do you not know?"

"Well, why the hell Nda?" Quite surprised by the response from Wanda like that. So this is exactly why? Me why? Boss why did you suddenly call me?

"Lo late check in employees a week in a row" said Wanda who immediately made me choked. My steps came to a halt at the spot of that second as well.

"Lo got a Chan penalty. And apparently Mr. Hari was really angry."

"Nda don't want me to please..."

"Gue don't want to. I'm just explaining your mistake so you can be ready in there later." Wanda knocked on the door in front of her for a while and opened it. Showing the very authoritative figure of our company leader is standing in there.

My footsteps instantly became heavy. It feels very reluctant to step in, but what can I do. I have to face that middle-aged man now.

The door was completely shut, and it was time to begin...

"I'll give you a minute to explain your mistake. After that please clean up your desk and get out of my company."

Whaties???

"Sir, there must be a misunderstanding. I could not have been out for 7 days in a row. Must be a broken check-in system sir. I'm sure."

"So you blame the system implemented in my company? That sophisticated system you're denigrating? Hey rather than your brain is still more pinteran system that is applied in my company. You lost far away! Don't be so rude to you!"

"Sorry sir, but I swear to you every morning I check in. I myself also do not know why my absence data can not input. 7 days sir, is it possible I—I who are only lower division employees dare to be absent during that time. No way sir."

"Chandra I trust the system more than you say."

"Sir!"

Mr. Hari looked at me. Behind the lens of his glasses I know very well. That's a look of anger.

Dugghs!

I immediately curled up on the floor. Grimacing in pain while holding onto my pink bone that had just gotten a kick from that person. Damnit damnit! So hurt. It feels like the tip of his shoe is still stuck in my collarbone!

"Stand up!" his orders and I tried hard to get up.

"Get out of here, you I fired disrespectfully!"

I shook my head quickly. "No sir. To—please give me a chance once sir. I'm really begging."

I sat under his feet. Putting both my hands together touched his feet.

I really can't think rationally right now. Yes, whatever the fate of my next self-esteem is important the fate of my work is not finished enough to get here.

"Sir please... My daughter will want me to eat if I get fired from here?" shirihku. But it even got a response...

"IT'S YOUR BUSINESS!"

Boughh!

But nevertheless...

...***...

The goddess looked out the kitchen window, towards her backyard. His cooking activities suddenly came to a halt because something caught his attention.

There was Jimmy and Salsa who were busy cycling around a tree. But that is not the center of attention of the Goddess, but the figure of a small boy sitting sweetly with a wall as his backrest. He was a long distance away from the two children who were pedaling bicycles cheerfully. Silence, daydreaming, and his gaze could not be separated from the two children cycling.

His figure that was only silent like that instantly made the heart of the Goddess touched. Dewi then turned off the stove, then approached the little boy who was alone.

"Loh loh... Is this why you're not taught to play?" The goddess came and instantly melted the atmosphere.

Jimmy braked his bike. "His leg still hurts. We do not dare to make Shan first" he said, pointing to Shan's knees that are still attached to pink plaster with small dinosaur motifs.

"Yes, later if he follows the play continues to fall again how? Later who was beaten with his father again dong?" tympano Salsa.

The goddess shifted her attention to Shan who was still sitting in the same position. The old woman then crouched down to match her position.

"How's shan? Shan wants to play bicycle too huh? No papa, I can play. Let the uti guard, uti hold it directly from behind so as not to fall again. How do you want? Just ask for a pinjem first his bike is Salsa."

Not yet had the Goddess stood up, Shan immediately held her back.

"No. Shan saw them from here. Shan doesn't want a bike."

The two Shan Netra seemed to say the opposite. The goddess knew very well, moreover Shan was still very small, his innocent gaze could not lie.

The goddess touched the two small shoulders slowly. "Shan is not papa if you want to play. Uti biskin. Salsa same Jimmy let uti sayin, so he wants to minjemin you dear... Your papa pumpung hasn't come home yet. This inget will be our secret." whispered the Goddess right in Shan's ear.

But Shan shook his head again. "Uti, Shan's sleepy. Shan wants to sleep, can you take Shan to the room?"

The goddess smiled and welcomed Shan's small hand. The two now stepped into the house holding hands.

"Udah uti anter Shan until here. Shan can bob himself. Uti continued to cook in the kitchen is not papa kok.." said Shan when he reached the door of his room.

The feeling that dwells in the heart of the Goddess is still not relieved. Something's still bothering him there. Shan, grandson.... There was still a silent stroke implied on his face.

"May I come in? Earlier the cooking uti already finished loh Shan, now uti not say anything else. Uti can get Shan to sleep."

Shan finally accepted the grandmother's offer.

Shan now pulled up his own blanket, positioning his body as comfortable as possible to sleep. It's not usually that this kid takes a nap. Even if the papa saw, the papa would be very shocked because the moment Shan took a nap was very rare.

The goddess lay beside him, stroking the top of the boy's head regularly.

"Shan would you like to buy a bike?"

Shan immediately frowned.

"Father, dear. Later if you already have your own bike is good so you can play bike'an together with Jimmy and Salsa. No need for minjem, Shan."

The Shah seemed to be thinking deeply. He doesn't make any noise at all.

"Shan wants what kind of bike? Which color is what? What do you think Salsa's sister has?"

"But..."

The goddess raised her head for a while, one word that was spoken from Shan's mouth made her wonder. Wh why?

Dewi thought that Shan would be happy with her intention of buying the bike, but it turned out...

"Not to uti. Shan does not need to buy a bicycle." said Shan.

"Why is that, baby? No need to buy you a bike. Uti don't mind at all. Uti same Kakung coincidence again there is fortune dear..."

Shan fell silent, pursing his lips tightly. Both of his gazes had shown that he really meant it.... He refused to buy a bicycle.

"What did your papa tell Shan like this? Your papa said, Shan can't accept the gift of uti same kakung huh?" ask Goddess.

"No. Papa never told me to like that."

The goddess finally nodded. Alright if it was indeed Shan's pure desire to refuse, then he wouldn't force it. The goddess changed her position, becoming a hug to the body of this little boy.

"So the phone call from your papa you didn't pick up anymore huh Shan?" ask Goddess.

"Papa didn't call. Shan continued to want the phone was afraid papa was busy meeting, continue to disturb. Later if papa is scolded by his boss how? Shan chose not to call papa ti."

The goddess developed her smile back. "Dear, your choice is very true" he said, without her own guess, it turns out that both eyes have been glazed.

Shan, it doesn't feel like he's this big. The tiny baby whose cries were so heartbreaking long ago, has now grown this big and with an incredible amount of thought.

The goddess is proud.

Shan's presence in the middle of this family was truly a gift. His intelligence, his cheerfulness, and the purity of his heart. This boy really deserves to be loved. He gave his own color in this house. He is also the one who changed the life of his favorite son in a better direction.

Dewi was very sorry to have refused this child to be a member of his family...

~tbc...