Wounds From you
30. Papah is coming
Arina looked at the confused and fearful facial lines, there was a sense that stuck in her heart.
“Assalamu’alaikum, Na..” greetings the man who is none other than his role as a papah of Arina, his own flesh and blood.
Arina jumped in shock when the papa was hugging while rubbing her back, channeling the sense of kangennya so far is not restrained because Arina's parents have been living in New York with various kinds of work reasons given. In fact, it could be once a week to visit his daughter in their homeland but what power is they who are beaten to the ground with a busy job creeping, trusting Arina's parents.
“Wa’alaikumsalam,” he just replied and released a slow hug from his papa.
Her face frowned in confusion, then Arina dragged her hand slowly to get into the boarding house.
Then Arina, her hand behind her, closed the door.
“Pah,” call Arina by tightly hugging her papa, channeling her sense of kangen all this time that can not be together anymore. Moreover, he saw his papa came alone not with his brother or mama.
Papah smiled broadly stroking the princess's back, “Kangen yes the same papah?” ask papah to his son.
Arina pursed her lips because her papa let go of the hug, the way towards the kitchen like a burnt smell initially reached the room that had a TV.
Making Arina look surprised, shocked. He then ran at a speed exceeding his papa, making his papa open his voice.
“Awas falling son! O Allah, you are..” papah then approached his daughter who ngos-nangosan by turning off the stove that is still burning fire, it is true that tomorrow he will not be trading.
How disappointed he was to himself, who could not use his time this well.
His face seeing what was on the stove made his papa sigh heavily.
“What do you want? How do you make all this? Hm,” asked her papa gently and checked everything.
Safe, thankfully. This daughter did not happen why he could be ondel-ondel if he knew his wife, maybe his wife who was too excited would come in her own way to Indonesia, reckless usually if people are tight to squirm the condition of his daughter who is none other than his own biological child.
One of them is like that which is feared by Arina's papa.
His face led his daughter to sit in the dining chair, not far from where they were standing.
“Sit, first! Papah takein drink,” said papah by moving away and take a glass with its contents.
Faced in front of Arina, Arina who felt uneasy of course she could not afford to reason at length later, let alone not much that she knew the arrival of this papa headed straight here.
How do you know the address of the hostel?
Whether all this time his papa no man was ordered to stalk like a jailangkung only and Arina could not know the person who was handed down by his own papa.
“Have eaten?”
“already pah, earlier.” Answer Arina was-was. He neutralized his breath as he glanced, peering at the movement of his papa sitting before him.
“Hm, yes. Papah to ask,”
That fear instantly haunted him now, feeling that this papa of his would ask until it was scorched.
“Have you EAT NAK?” ask the papa while pressing the last word and make Arina goosebumps herself, just sit up until standing all because the word up was issued.
Until his stomach feels the movement of his heart rate, an inner bond is possible.
“REPLIED HONESTLY! Papah this time you can not lie,” said his papa with the eyes of his sharp eagle was like a silhouette that caught someone.
Brakkk...
His heart seemed to be dislodged from his organs, sliding into the intestines so he was surprised to hear a table shake from his own papa hand. All this time he only saw his face angry only at his older brother, he was never given the name of a high tone voice or that made Arina afraid.
The woman twisted her clothes until they were tangled maybe on the edge of the shirt.
“P—ah,” call her stammering from her voice.
Making Papah Arina will be aware of what he did to make his daughter scared, Arina did not feel her tears slid down her cheeks. She is very sensitive for ordinary days like this, especially in this condition of pregnancy.
With sobbing himself wet his own expensive papa shirt.
“P—ahh, ba—sah.” He spoke with a heavy and stammering voice after crying.
His face shook his head, he admitted that his daughter had been close to him for some reason since then his daughter no longer wanted to be close to him.
“Udah yet?” he asked gently by stroking his head wrapped in a navy blue hijab.
Arina shook her head, “Not yet.”
“Iya already then,”
“Hm,”
Arina remained comfortable in that embrace, the woman was no longer crying but her heart was still wary of her papa knowing this messy household due to their own actions.
Moreover, his granddaughter who no longer lived with him, equally built her own, own life.
“Udah?” then a few seconds Arina nodded.
“Pah, sorry to want it. Do you know my hostel is here?” Asked Arina who suddenly shifted her conversation, papah's eyes turned the other way.
“Hm, yes. From papah's messenger, which is always everywhere.” Reply casually to his papa by stroking the head of a woman who is none other than his daughter.
Sure enough, if the papa is casually stalking his personal life.
His face looked at his daughter now.
“Easy for papah to find you, son.” He said by cupping his daughter's cheeks.
Arina pinched her papa arm slowly, making her papa laugh softly.
“Iya deh who has a lot of power,” sneer Arina.
“That's how papah's life is like mama, son. Not nothing, papah sama mamah right started from zero together so inevitably feel the life together.” Clear papa by peeping his daughter's head that is easily accessible.
“Hm, yes.”
“Means papah tahu—
The word was taken by his papa.
“Iya, papah already know from a long time ago you after marriage papah keep watching you through reports that are always informed from papah's men. Who always wears you wherever you are,” replied his papa with length and width.
Arina covered her shock.
With a smile that is etched thin.
Papah let out a long sigh, “You are papah's daughter and can make papah happy ya just you, son.” Continue with his daughter's hand.
“Iya but at least papah do not need to follow the update information from papah, pah .. I do not want others to know for my personal life forever.”
Papah chuckled softly, he looked at his daughter's iris. Arina had since turned her body to look at her papa.
Let's make it good for his position.
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See you next bye - bye🤜
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