Short Story ~ My Beloved Father♥️
My Beloved Father by Masnunah The cock had crowed, the dew had soaked the grass, the chill continued to envelop the sunny mornings. At precisely 04.40 am I woke up, surprised and it was almost noon I had not prayed at dawn. I immediately got up from my bed and went to the bathroom. I thought, why didn't anyone wake me up? I don't know what happened to the house people that morning. After praying I met Mom sitting in front of the house. She said "your father was in pain again last night" in a trembling tone. I went straight to my father's room, saw him feel painful. I did not dare to enter because I could not bear. Yes, this is me, the last child of my father's favorite daughter, and I really love her very much.... ...