Papa's Little Daughter

Same Story Papa

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The little boy continued to move, rolling right to left continuously.

"Papa's a bit of a shift."

I'm the one trying to fall asleep shifting my body, just like Shan's request.

"Swipe again pa."

Hiihhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. This kid really tested my patience. I woke up and looked at him.

"Shan, it's already malem, papa tomorrow has to work. Please ask for cooperation."

Shan nodded then pulled the pink blanket. Just watch out if he keeps moving can't stay still, I'll kick him out.

"Papa Kelonin Shan, please..."

I took a deep breath, and then followed it.

"Shan don't be papa pegel." Immediately I shifted his head that rested on my arm. She really likes to fall asleep with my arm as her pillow, but this time I don't allow it. My arms have been sore lately, probably due to age.

A quarter of a century is heavy.

"Papa papa, Shan would like to tell you if tomorrow Shan week come to the mall with aunt Yola" said Shan suddenly.

Is it really like that?

"Shan was actually invited?"

"Yes, Shan was invited earlier. Can you pa?"

"Yes can."

"Thank you pa."

I nodded too. And soon enough I remembered nothing more. I've been fast asleep.

The day has finally changed in the morning. As usual, I rushed to do the routine. Prepare to make breakfast Shan bathe Shan, and prepare myself for work.

But it just so happened that this morning the boy had not woken up. It's not usually like that. He was the most diligent in getting up early. Wake up usually at dawn.

I just got out of the bathroom because of nature's call and went back to bed.

My palm started touching her forehead to check the girl's body temperature. Don't increase again. Don't let dong, I have to work today!

"Emmmh daddy..." Lenguh Shan while writhing. Slowly he began to open his eyelids.

"Shan is sick?" I asked and immediately got a slug from the girl.

Ohh thank goodness.

"Let's get up, what do you want to make breakfast today?" I reached out both hands and Shan directly grabbed it. The little boy I pulled and I put him on my sling.

"Eggs of omelettes." the request

"Okay papa bakin."

We both rushed downstairs, headed for the kitchen to make breakfast.

"Papa make it 3 ya." Shan who I just sat on the chair formed two fingers from his tiny fingers.

"Shan 3 is like this." I told him the truth. But the boy's name still doesn't understand.

"By the way there are so many omelettes that you have to make, who is Shan for?"

"Salsa, Jimmy's brother, Shan."

My egg-shaking activities stopped. I then approached the little boy. "Shan, they've made their own breakfast with their mama." I whispered.

Yes it is like that usually, my life and my brother Yola's life are different. We have to take care of ourselves and our children. Don't interfere.

Yup, in this house there are 3 families. And certainly our business is different even though there is one roof.

Shan seemed to think for a moment. When viewed from the look in his eyes he did not agree with my words just now. He will definitely force me to make 3 omelets as he wishes.

"But pa..."

Nawah!

"Shan Boy!" My loud voice finally came out of my mouth. I have to be firm now.

"Alright.." said Shan, resigned.

...***...

Now I am at my work place. Wrestling with endless documents in front of the desk. Tired up? Oh, that's for sure. But if I don't do this then me and Shan won't be able to eat.

Tok...

"Lake in." Someone knocked on my door and I let him in.

"Mazuran..." The call that was thrown immediately spread my focus on the computer monitor I was looking at. Now my gaze was distracted, changing to look at the figure who was in the doorway.

"Wanda!" my peek. I was surprised not to play, how could that woman be in my office.

Wanda held up the ID card she was carrying around her neck with a big smile.

"What's? So you're an employee here too Nda?"

"Yes Chan!"

I really didn't expect.

This friend of mine, my friend from college first. Friends who always cheat even who do my job if I do not have the desire to do it. Wow Wanda, I am so grateful we can now meet again...

...***...

I drove my car at an average speed. I don't want to speed up to the house this afternoon, because what? Because Wanda is next to me.

I gave him a ride home. It just so happens that his house is one way to my house. So I go through it all the time, every time I go home or go to work.

"Tomorrow with me again..."

Wanda-pun nodded.

Suddenly the phone in my pants pocket shook.

"Oh hello Shan..." As usual Shan called me.

"Hello papa, where's papa?" And as usual he always asks like that in the current hour.

"Still on the road, what's up?"

"Oh, no papa pa."

"Judah yes papa matain his phone?"

"Don't pa, wait a minute..."

"What's Shan? What are you asking for? Nitip buyin is papa's pump still on the street."

"No pa. No need to buy it."

"Yes. Papa matiin first yes the phone?"

"Bent on pa."

"Well, what is Shan? What are you doing, ha?"

"Shan's leaving."

"Huh? Go where?!"

"To mall. Same aunt Yola, brother Salsa, brother Jimmy, there's also om."

I was immediately stuck in place. Didn't Shan last night say that he went to the mall on Sunday? Then why now? It's still the day...

"What day is it today?"

"Fum's Chan."

"Oh okay..."

I'm back on Shan's voice call.

"Shan said you went to the mall on Sunday. But why—"

"*Shan left first, dah papa~"

Tut*s*.

The voice call has been turned off by Shan. I still want to ask him a lot of things.

Ahhh let it be then. Surely that little boy would be safe to go with his cousin. My prayer is only one, hopefully Shan can be controlled and not fussy, so that Yolla does not run amok.

Wanda slowly touched my shoulder. I then looked towards him.

"Emm that was your son?"

"Hehe yes." I answered while scratching my nape which was suddenly very itchy.

"Ohh funny huh, btw girls?"

"Yes a girl."

"His name?"

"Shan's."

Wanda smiled, but a moment later her smile became a little hesitant. "How old is Chan?"

"4 years."

~tbc...