Papa's Little Daughter

The True Story

Shania is now with her messenger. While Chandra, Chandra was chatting with his brother and sister-in-law.

I myself sat not far from the Goddess' mother. Sitting on one of the plastic chairs next to the side of the bed that Shania was occupying.

"Uti hugs.." Shania's pinta. The debt was immediately obeyed.

"All ten grandchildren ask for dear ones, son." said the middle-aged woman very gently.

My heart is full of it.

My Shania's been getting a lot of affection from everyone. Shania grows up to be a cheerful and warm-hearted child.

Shania, just so you know your mother is so happy to see you grow up so well...

I'm sorry that Shania, so sorry to have abandoned you all this time. If time is allowed... But there's no way that could happen. It is better than mother's law. My law is Shania, teach me what I've done.

Get well and be healthy Shania and then law me accordingly.

Dugs.

Suddenly someone grabbed my shoulder from behind. It was Chandra.

"What the hell are you crying about?" whispered Chandra while sharpening her gaze.

I immediately wiped my tears. I swear I was completely unaware that my tears had broken like this. It felt like everything just flowed after thinking about my past sins against Shania.

Chandra stopped looking at me cynically, now she turned to greet her mother.

"Mama's a little bit off her seat."

"Em why is Chan?"

Chandra scratched his nape at a glance. "Emmm nothing at all, emm yaudah enakin aja want to sit in the middle, on the edge, below, in the rooftop there can be, ma free."

"Oh, yes, mama pinched you."

Laughter echoed throughout the room. We all laughed. The warmth I could feel immediately.

A long time ago when I thought that this family could not joke this fun, but it was not. My family is actually very stiff.

Again, my judgment is always wrong. I'm sorry Chandra, Mama Dewi, Kak Yolla, Kak Ken, and most of all my Shania...

Flashback...

"I want to go to the abortion site. Quickly take me!"

"Why Sa?"

"It's abortion!"

"Don't be silly Sa!"

"I'm not silly! I don't want this baby, I don't want to get pregnant. I'm still Chan High School, hiks..."

I finally cried. Crying sobbing while squeezing my stomach which I felt was already bloated hidden behind a gray white uniform.

I was so scared back then. Afraid of my father, afraid of my shattered ideals, afraid of my bleak future.

I remember once how Chandra rubbed my head gently. "Rosa don't be afraid, I'll take responsibility."

"What responsibility? Dad's gonna be so mad. I'll definitely hit you, or—or even get his adjutant to kill you."

My tears were getting louder. My tears are flowing and I can't stop.

Chandra kept calming me down. Hugged me tightly and continued to say tranquilizing words to me.

Until finally after the extracurricular activities of the school were completed, Chandra took me to his residence.

I could see for myself how his trembling hand started to turn the knob of the house door.

"Are the kids home?" Mama Chandra's smile as usual welcomes us. Mama Dewi is like my mother. I can't even remember the face of my missing birth mother. Every time I try to remember, all I remember is Mama Dewi because she is very good than my real mother.

Mama Dewi hugged me very tightly. My stomach containing the fetus was tightly attached to his stomach. Did she feel that I was pregnant with her future grandchildren?

Sure didn't.

"Let's go in and in, mama make your favorite chicken soup yes Rosa. Ih you are naughty, why now rarely play at home. Mama kangen loh same you..."

Both of my eyeballs were hot after hearing the words of the Goddess mama. Mother Goddess loves me so much, but I... I let her down like this.

"Ma... Chandra wants to talk."

Instantly the atmosphere of the room we occupy changes. The cold weather is pervasive. Mama Dewi's sumringah smile disappeared in an instant when Chandra told her the truth.

I pregnant. And my gestational age has entered 4 months.

Flashback...

...***...

"Buy the pampers is it buk?"

"Oh, what size?"

I thought for a while. I guess how much size Shania is.

"What parents want to wear?" ask the guard.

"Kids... Emm— 3 years old."

"How much BB?"

"10 kg." I remember last night Shania checked her weight.

The shopkeeper's mothers then headed to one of the shelves, then returned to me by showing me some packing diapers.

"This is a buk."

He immediately wrapped my purchase.

And now Chandra and I were pretty overwhelmed persuading Shania to use her diapers.

"No want! Shan is already big, pampers pamper pak pah pa. What will Salsa say to Jimmy. Shania can be denounced." Shania protested.

Shania insisted on not wearing diapers, even if forced.

Shanias... Just so you know baby, we don't want you to wear this thing either. But this is for your convenience as well.

Four times Shania wet the bed. Shania always said she wanted to pee but when she was being carried to the bathroom her pee was actually out.

This little boy could not feel whether he had peed or not.

"Shan, wear it, son. Salsa brother Jimmy will not know if Shan use ginian. I swear, we're not gonna tell them about this." Chandra said.

Shania is still shaking. He keeps assuring us that he won't wet the bed anymore. He'll say right away if he really feels like peeing.

I finally stopped Chandra. Well, Chandra, we'll follow Shania's will.

After this fruitless persuasion was completed, Chandra asked Shania if she felt like peeing or not. Every hour, even five minutes Chandra asks.

Not without reason, the supply of bed linen and blankets in the closet has also been exhausted. We haven't been to the laundry yet.

"Papa Shan must pee." said Shania suddenly in the middle of coloring activities.

Chandra swiftly raised the small body. Thankfully her bed was still dry, Shania had not wet her bed. Chandra ran straight to the bathroom.

But....

5 Minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes passed...

"Shan you lied to papa huh? Your people don't pee at all." said Chandra who came out with Shania from the bathroom.

The little boy was silent. I don't know what's in his mind right now. Shania looked dreamy.

Chandra glanced at me. Then give the order to me. "Please take the diapers just now."

This time Shania did not refuse anymore. He agreed to wear diapers. Perhaps Shania also thought, this is for her best anticipation.

It's okay, Shania, no one will know about this. No one will break it. This is the secret of the three of us.

Chandra and I promised.

No. gabe.

Your mom and dad promised...

~tbc...