Father To Sapphira
Papa

"Yes. So how's it going ? Fira wants to be Fira's father ?". The question was asked by Rendy.

"No, Om".

I was shocked to hear my daughter's answer. I don't know why that strange feeling came up again. However, a second later...

"Om is Fia's father. Fia already has Arya's father. So Om Rendy is just Papa Fia, yeah".

I heard my daughter's response very enthusiastic. And don't know why, happy feelings enveloped me. Unknowingly, my smile expanded. My face is warming.

"Have you finished nguping it ?"

"Astaghfirullahaladhim..." I was shocked to hear the sound from behind. Almost the tray I was holding escaped my hand. I turned my face towards the voice. "Mothers... Just make a surprise". Pekikku.

"Who told you to stand like a statue there. Not directly nganter drink instead nguping". She looked at me with a smile I could not understand.

"Hehee..." I can only reply with a grin.

"Udah, let's get the drink out. The juice is already ringing". Point Mom at the teapot on the tray I brought.

I also stepped out ahead of Mom.

"It's coming". I said as I placed the tray on the terrace table. Then pour orange juice into each glass

"Older brother, Ren".

"Eh, there's Mom. Just now, anyway. Just got rid of drought". Rendy replied while glancing at me. He took Sapphira down from his lap and approached her and regretted it. "Where are you going, bring all the bekel ?"

"Oh, this is a snack for the father at the stall. Occasionally stop by the stall, Ren. Who knows, be a seller". Mum's sloth on Rendy. "Mom also sells soup noodles, you know".

"Gee... I think I need to go there, here". His eyes glanced at Safira who was brewing orange juice.

"Related, Pa..."

My eyes suddenly widened to hear my daughter's answer. My face could not cover my surprise. "So what did Fira say ?"

Safira looked at me with a curious face. "Say what, Bun ?"

"So just now... What did Fira say to Om Rendy ?" Repeat me again.

"Oooh.. said 'Day Pa', Bun". A happy smile rose on his innocent face.

"Pa ?" I'm still curious. Maybe my hearing is reduced or problematic.

"Yes, Bun. Now Om Rendy is Fia's Papa. Can you, Bun ? Can it be Uti ?". She looked at me and Mom in turn. Gee whiz... Fira. Papa's call to Rendy directly applied. What a dream he would be the figure of a father beside him. Yes, Allah... Turns out I'm still ignoring one of my daughter's joys.

"Boleh Fira. The important thing is Om Rendynya do not mind being called like that". Mother approved Safira's words first. While I was still staring at Rendy looking for an explanation from her that was only replied with her laugh.

"Udah, come on Fira. Later to hunt rame in warung. Kasian Yangkung hassles". Rendy immediately took Safira's hand and passed away leaving me who still had no answer.

"Well, what's the juice ? I'm tired - tired of making it up"

I looked at my daughter and smiled. "Thank you, baby". Then my gaze turned on Rendy who wanted to step away.

"Yes, yeah. It's me drinking". Rendy immediately turned her steps towards the table and sat back down. Then gulp down the juice in the glass.

"Well...." Say it after applying a glass of cold orange juice. Then stood up and took Sapphira's hand. "Corn, baby".

"Yeah, Pa. Uti want to come with us ?"

Mom shook her head. "You guys go first. Uti's just going on a bike".

"Judek. We first Uti. Bye bye, Mother".

I returned Safira's hand. He always seemed happier when he was near Rendy. All this time, not only had Rendy approached me, but there were some men who were trying to take Safira's heart to get close to me. But only Rendy is able to create happiness for Safira. Of course other than my father and sister, Zein.

"You're coming to the stall, Sa ?"

"No, Ma. Someone still wants to be fucked".

"Yaudah, I want to follow you to the stall. That's Mommy's cooking for the malem. Lock the door if you want to rest".

As soon as Mother, I immediately cleaned the glasses and others and went into the house to close the door. I washed the dirty glass in the kitchen and put a pot of orange juice in the refrigerator. Then I went to my room and Sapphira to fall. I think there's still something stuck in my mind about Safira calling Rendy.

Does that mean I should really give Rendy a chance, huh ? But it's not necessarily Rendy's intention as I thought. It could be that he just wanted to comfort Safira who was sad because her father had no time for her. I can't keep baper with what Rendy's doing. I have to make sure what Rendy means to get Safira to call him Papa.

***

I'm still busy recording customer orders at my bakery. After driving Safira to school, I headed straight for the store. Yes, I have my own bakery since four years ago which is near the center of the city where I live. But only my parents knew. I kept it a secret from everyone including my daughter and my two sisters. All this time I've been saying that I work at that bakery. In fact, the store belongs to me.

Over the past two years, my store has been selling well and has had regular customers. I sell various cakes and pastries. I plan to open a branch for my bakery near a fairly densely populated housing. There are already many shophouses - shophouses that sell, but there is no bakery. Me and Tia, the longest-serving and most loyal employees in my shop, have been surveying the location. I have also asked about the rental price of shophouses. Just have to buy some complementary equipment to sell.

"Mbak Risa's. Here are some messages that are too wide. I'm in Kotakin too. just check". Tia is talking. I'm still totaling orders coming in from my green account.

"That's the catch to be between today, right ? Which for the celebration in Marisa's name ?". Manya make sure.

"Yes, Mother. There are about three hundred boxes". Tia noticed the boxes that had been neatly arranged on the table of the room. We are in a serving room connected to storage and production space. The staff in the room had five people. Three are in charge of making the cake batter. Two as stylists as well as in charge of storage.

"It's not wrong, they're also Tiramishu pesen, right ? Are you in ready too ?"

"Udah, Ma'am. It's for the Oyster". Tia pointed at the 40 x 40 cm box in the top pile.

"OKAY. Hearts take it, yes. Edo same who's anther ?". My toot. Edo is a delivery employee.

"It's like Rati, Ma'am. He was the one who received the message yesterday". Tia Clear. I've been entrusting the store to Tia since these two years. He's very trustworthy. Since the beginning of my bakery, she was the first employee who was able to survive working with me. Its ability to attract customers and advance the store is beyond doubt.

I glanced at the clock on my phone. 1035. The Safira event will soon begin. "O yes, Tia. I can't take long. This I have recap pesenan via online to Me. You will check again, yes. Trus made the message. I have also listed the number of each customer. Kabari them if pesenan already want to be finished". I handed Tia a copy of the recap. "I'm leaving first, Tia".

After saying goodbye to Tia, I headed straight to where my motor matic was stuck. Wearing a helmet and then rushing to Safira school. The journey from the shop to the Safira school takes only twenty minutes. I can relax a little to get there. Hopefully, Rendy keeps her promise and is already there.