Daddy novel Chapter 14

"Where are we going daddy?" I asked. Daddy didn't tell me where we are going. I was so curious because we won't be boarding on plane. He said we were going to ship. But he didn't tell me which place we are going.

He just ask me where do I wanna go and I said generally in any Asian Country.

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I gasp loudly when I know where we are going. Malaysia. I mean, yeah it's no biggie to go there since he's really close to the Philippines but I don't care. I've always wanted to go there.

The bed was very luxurious since our ticket was first class VIP. I quickly went out to the windows, looking at the sea when I felt daddy's hand on my waist. He buried his face on my neck. "D'you like it?" he ask.

"Yeah, I'm so happy right now!" I giggled. "But why are we on a ship, can we take a plane?" I asked.

"I just want to," he lazily said. I pouted. Even if he didn't see it. "Wanna go outside?" he asked.

I hesitated for a minute, maybe daddy and I will see here. Though, there is no wonder if we are together. But I want us to be able to move freely. I freely show my love for her. But our relationship is taboo.

Daddy notices it and makes me face him. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Don't you want to go outside?"

"Of course I want to."

He sigh. "Then what's wrong?"

"What if somebody might saw us? I don't want someone to spoil our vacation ..."

He kissed my forehead. He let out a deep sigh again. "Is there something you want to tell me?" I asked.

He pouted. "I was supposed to buy third class tickets or maybe second class ..."

My face brightened. "Why didn't you?" I asked. Feeling a little bit upset. He avoids my eyes. "C'mon tell me," I insisted to her.

"I don't want to share with someone else's bedroom ..." he mumbled. "What if I get horny or you get horny?" he reasoned out. "Or it smells bad in there, you won't like it. Besides, the bed there will be itchy. You won't be comfortable ..." he mumbled something again. I never heard that.

Flashback

I was only 2 years old, I had been to foster kids a hundred times. My mummy couldn't raised me well and daddy never knew me before. My mum, she always leaves me there in the orphanage, and after a few weeks she will take me again.

I didn't know anything about it before when I was a kid. Back then, I thought mummy just gave me to my baby sitter. I was around 6 when I was introduced to daddy. I knew at first he didn't want to take me in with him, he argued to my mum and they were shouting and screaming.

I was hurt and scared, my daddy didn't want me and so does mummy so I cried crying. Even though I was only 6, I ran away. I got in the jeep. It's a good thing my son mistaken me for a fat woman.

I was in street for days. Hobo. I remembered being with badjao and realized how difficult it is to live without any money.

I was always hungry then, begging and always sad. At a young age, I came to appreciate how important things are. Like money, food and shelter.

I was gone for like almost 1 week. In the dirt and how I looked then, mummy could hardly recognize me when they saw me. They were worried about me, especially mummy.

Daddy and I agreed that we would live in an executive penthouse. He was filthy rich. I was crying every night because I feel like my own father doesn't want me. When mummy was out and it was only daddy and I alone. I was in my room when he entered. I remember what he said to me,