So you know reality slaps you harder than your father's belt. And here we see this entity sitting in front of me.
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10 minutes before that
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"dad" smiled 'my daughter'
I went out to look left and right at my neighbors so that I wouldn't be considered a lecherous man and brought my daughter in.
"Sit there, I'll prepare a drink for you." I showed her the sofa in the living room and told her to sit down.
She came in and I closed the door to my apartment and locked it.
I went to the kitchen to prepare a drink for her.
Hey System, you're kidding me, isn't he really my daughter? Answer System? I'm denying her existence without my consent!
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silent treatment , alright. I'll try to think rationally for now. After bringing the drink for her, I put it on the table and looked at her face carefully.
and looked at her face carefully. No facial resemblance, something that at least resembles me? Nothing, how is this possible?
"Are you sure I'm your father?" I asked her and she nodded.
I rubbed my head because of her response, god take me away from this place.
"Then who is your family besides me" I asked her again, she thought while counting the fingers on her hand. she looks cute.
hold yourself raylo, remember this girl is not necessarily your daughter. you don't want to go to jail right. hold yourself.
"Grandpa, grandma, aunt, uncle, mom" she showed me her five fingers.
"Well, where are they now?" I answered with curiosity.
"My mom died when I was 2 years old, then my aunt and uncle took care of me until I was 4, then they had an accident, my grandpa and grandma took care of me until I was 6. My grandma died when I was 5, then my grandpa just died 2 days ago" She stopped talking for 5 seconds
"Then grandpa gave me a will to find you and give me this address when he was buried. Today I came to see you dad" she smiled and cried a little and hugged me.
I experienced emotional turmoil and my soul began to struggle because I was guilty of seeing the current condition of 'my daughter', I stroked her back and tried to calm her down.
"alright 'my daughter' come with me to go for a walk" I carried her out to go to the hospital, I wasn't sure if this girl was my daughter.
at the hospital I started the dna test with her, she seemed happy even though my goal here was to return her to her real father and clarify that she was not my daughter.
And the doctor came to me with a happy smile as if he was mocking me.
"congratulations sir, the results of this test indicate that your daughter and father are the same" he shook hands with me, from his smile I knew that my time had come.
System, system, system, you're kidding right? Answer me system! Fuck you system, you're giving me the one thing that I hate, fuck you system, fuck you!
"Doctor, is there a mistake in the test, maybe?" I asked nervously.
"Not at all, I assure you with my degree that these test results are genuine without any fabrication." He smiled and patted my shoulder.
I can't figure out why fate is laughing at me, it's funny. I didn't ask the current child from system or God or anyone to give me this little entity.
"Thank you for the information doctor I will enjoy my time with my daughter" I shook his hand as a form of disappointment at my stupidity.
I went to my little girl who was sitting in the waiting room excitedly, then she ran towards me holding my leg.
"Daddy"
"Come here daughter, let me see your condition" I stroked her cheek and checked her body condition.
My daughter looks healthy for her age, I pray to God for my daughter's health. And you system, I hate you from this moment on.
I took my daughter for a walk to the park and the playground, we enjoyed every second of it, It looks fine but inside I'm empty as if the world is unfair to me. just think about it, where did I get a child who I don't even know who her mother is, let alone know her mother's face, not even a lover.
I'm a virgin but have a child, how amazing and annoying. every time I think all this is just a dream and illusion made by the system, I reject all of this.
System wake me up quickly, I can't take it anymore.
Please someone wake me up.
"Dad, why are you daydreaming, don't you like playing with me? If you don't like it, let's go home. maybe you can calm down" she pulled my hand as if she didn't like it here.
I'm... I'm at a loss for words. Little girl, your father is running away from reality but you still care about your asshole father? Do I deserve a daughter like this. God I'm starting to question my humanity.
"I'm sorry my daughter, I was wondering if your father deserves this little star." I pinched both her cheeks in my affection for her.
"ouch daddy it hurts, enough, enough" i let go of my pinch and she stroked her painful cheeks.
After playing with my daughter, I took her to the clothing store because I just realized, she came here without bringing a change of clothes for her. I bought clothes for her to play, at home, and clothes to go out. after finishing shopping for clothes, I didn't forget to shop for groceries for tomorrow and tonight.
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Back home I asked my daughter to take a shower first while I prepared dinner for her. Well, now what am I going to cook?
I don't know the taste of kids her age, there's no way I'm going to cook her bread. Damn, when she finds out I'm incapable of cooking delicious food for her maybe I've failed as a father. Her hopes of being a good father will vanish in my daughter's eyes.
[Your wish has been granted. The knowledge of food has been recorded in your brain]
You're doing me a favor now system, but remember I still hate you because you gave me this girl, wait a minute.
Child = trouble, happy child = my happiness.
If my happiness comes from a child, maybe the troublesome things can be solved, for this time System I forgive you.
I cooked German 'midnight soup', why did I choose this soup. basically this soup is served during the New Year holiday. but with such an analogy, I was like on vacation with my daughter.
Holiday = going out with my daughter
New Year = a day of new beginnings with my daughter.
Sounds reasonable enough.
After cooking I set the food on the table and waited for my daughter to come out of the bathroom. I also told her that her change of clothes was in the basket of the washing machine.
5 minutes later she came to sit with me on the table.
"wow dad your cooking looks so good" she was amazed at the appearance of my cooking even though I just chose randomly, she ate deliciously without waiting for me to eat, I chuckled at her cuteness.
I wiped the remains of food on her cheeks with a tissue and told her to go to bed because it was bedtime for small children.
She lay down on my bed and I also lay down beside her, it might seem late but just do it.
"My daughter I don't know your name until now, I'm sorry if I forgot to ask" I said while trying not to scream at my stupidity.
"Rithya, my name is Rithya" she replied softly.
"Good name, Rithya" I hugged her and stroked her head. and we began to slowly sleep.
I really hope moments like this will continue until I die.