Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#50 Childhood
“Not knowing yourself!”
“Not, not so. Forgiveness.”
“This kid wants to mess it up!”
“No! Help u! Please forgive! Please!”
“Whispering!!”
He hugged me tighter. My ears are like being smothered. Their voices sound faint. Wh-wh-what for? I can still see them clearly. Their violence cannot be simply by earplugs.
“Hik, hiccups…. His...,” he cries constantly.
There is nothing to do but to be silent about fate. Strange learning for a five-year-old.
There are a lot of weird lessons I learned in this place. People can be blackmailed if we are firm. Whatever the case, it can be solved with a punch. There is no point in being kind to others. If your opponent cries or asks for forgiveness, hit him harder.
But I have high humanity. Everything is not right in my mind. I don't know what's out there, but I'm sure it's different to what's here.
This place is getting busy. They do random things in someone else's room. It was as if carrying his victims along with their beloved weapons. It's just because they're bored.
The shadow suddenly came covering the lamp.
“Suci.”
I was so lazy to hear that voice.
“That's enough. Ivory has to rest, right? She must be hungry.”
He did it again. Looks like a horrible old man. But he was smiling.
Feeling the trembling fear of the mother who hugged me. His frightened face. The hug was open. Day pulled my hands rough. As usual, I was only allowed to see my mother for a few minutes.
“Well, his brothers Ivory are waiting in the room. Come Ivory, eat first.” he forced my palm open. Still be friendly with hands like this.
Mammy? He's still the same. His legs were folded and hugged. The unreliable fear. Her son was left as a toy for her husband and her friends.
“Quick prepare your favorite Ivory food! Don't let Ivory starve, ” the father took me away from mother's room.
There's no hope.
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“Nyam Am Krauk.”
So slow. This time of day definitely did not feed him for some time. Three days like last week maybe.
“Gading also eat.”
At least this brother is the most normal. That's my second brother….
“It's not eaten, right? Just make me!” he's acting again.
He's after my food. That's what he usually is. Moreover, Hari purposely made my food more and tastier. His eyes must be greedy.
“Rangga, don't take your sister's food,” first sister held her hand, “Gading, quick to eat. Do you know that Rangga likes that?”
“Kak Rizki, I'm still hungry. The food is Ivory is a lot.”
“Sorry, Rangga, but we can't take Ivory food. Hold on a minute, huh?”
Rizki's sister's in trouble again. Having a troublesome sister like Kak Rangga does not help at all.
My hand pushed my lunch box. I don't have the appetite to spend half of it. It can also help Rizki get out of trouble.
“That's dong!” The second brother started eating again.
Breath of Rizki, “Sorry Yes, Ivory. Ivory can take have a sister kok.”
“No,” I eat the bread I still hold, “Silver eat only. Ivory is full.”
The brother smiled, “Thank you, Ivory,” he rubbed my head gently.
Their laughter was like an echo. There is rarely any laughter in this house. This house was indeed large and majestic, but it was no different from a prison. Being born here can only be frustrating. Children alone are not given the freedom to even breathe air from windows.
Thankfully, Hari was more attentive to me. These brothers were allowed to play with me because I said yes. Always see mom because I said I needed mom. He gave me a chance to feel all this.
Pleased.
Calm.
Warm.
All of that is not important.
.
.
.
“AAAAH!!”
Because, it can't save anyone.
“Rizki. Rizki!”
“Mother..”
“Don't mas, please don't. Rizki's been hurt. Please, mas.”
“Who told you to educate your child until it is not polite. She let her sister eat my sweet ivory. Ivory needs a lot of nutrients. He can't starve.”
Again and again. Day's crazy eyes appeared again. His followers will be more pleased. That horrible incident could make me have nightmares again. It was not an experience that pleased me.
Blindfold. Earplugs. I don't wanna know.
The red color is never good to see.
“AAA⏤”
Voice disconnected. Ended already.
“Bawa Ivory out. Find him a clean room.”
“Siap boss.”
The man's hand guided me. Very soft do not dare to mess around. I don't want to fuck around either. Wh-wh-what for? Living like this is bad enough.
“See Sacred. Here's how if you don't educate your child well.” voice Hari still mengiang, “Taga your second child if you don't want like the first.”
Hah, another one that doesn't move.
Too bad. He is the most normal in this place. Maybe I won't be able to sleep in a few days or weeks.
Heh. I really want to get out of this place. What's out there in the world, right?
“Please prince,” I was directly pushed to one of the neat looking rooms, “Enjoy your room~”
The door closed. They have a lot of nice rooms too. And books. They also prepared a lot of room for me. That's a sweet day with me. Even though I did not know I would be flanked in front of him.
Shelves with lots of books. Take one book at random. I'd rather sit on the floor next to the bookshelf than that comfortable chair.
What's my book today?
It's fairytale. A boy's friendship with a tree. What a strange story. There are a lot of kids out there like this?
Trees cannot move and talk. Other books say they just grow and photosynthesize. They cannot be made friends. This man even play ball, take pictures, even eat and drink together. He's really weird.
I closed the book. I don't fit into this reading. Find another book. There should be some good school books here⏤
Suddenly, the room slammed the door. His eyes are still horrible. With the smell of carnation, she sat down in a chair near me.
What does he want?
“Where, Ivory? Dad put up this room himself. Great right?”
Mutely. Just nodding must be quite as usual.
“Gading is indeed the sweetest father's child,” that smile is at least more acceptable, “Unlike your brothers or your mother.”
Uh. His mood changed.
Again he patted my head very hard, “Gading is smart. If big Ivory should be able to follow in the footsteps of father huh?”
Must huh?
Even though I don't know what he does often, I still don't want to do anything about it. I just want to get out there without a hitch. There doesn't need to be this father. No need for a mother or sister. It doesn't need anything but to be free out there.
“Gading is smart so Ivory must be coming with dad.”
Again his heart is bad.
“Gading can't possibly argue with dad right?”
Stop the.
“Aa...,” the pain in my head is getting worse. He pressed my head harder.
“Yes right?”
Be ill.
Fearful.
Piqued.
Can what? Don't let me end up like Rizki's sister. Silence and according, the safest thing to face people whose atmosphere is always changing. Hold it, it must survive.
I want to live. I don't want to die. I want to get out of here and be free.