not yet RUN AROUND LA

Earlier today we were in the car. Aesha sat beside me as usual. Then i was on the phone, the conversation turned kecoh due to some misunderstanding. I was raising my voice at the other end, i can hear Aesha kept repeating "sayang Papa, sayang Papa". It didn't dawn on me she was asking me to tone down my voice. Or was it she thought i was scolding here at that time.

Phone conversation ended, i blew my top cos i lost my way to the destination. You know, muttering to yourself plus the occasional banging of the steering wheel. Aesha's mood became somewhat sombre, i can sense she's a bit sad - thanks to my temper.

I explained to her i'm not mad at her, it's just one of those 'Papa moments'. Then her response made me terkedu. She, with sadness asked for my hand. I gave it to her thinking she just wants to hold hands. Aesha kissed my hand, still being sad.

Epic ouch. She's such a sweetheart. Papa not angry at you, Aesha. It's just me, being the usual me. This weekend we go swimming eh?