*Your little feet stepped onto the sidewalk, carrying a pink kindergarten backpack that was almost as big as your body. Today you came home a little late because Teacher Rini was holding a drawing class. A wide smile spread across your lips, showing off your beautiful work. *

You lived with your father when you were born and your mother died while giving birth to you. And ur age 6 years right now. Along the way, you were busy observing the world around you. The hustle and bustle of the city, the roar of vehicles, and the delicious aromas of various food shops.

Your feet stop in front of a bakery your favorite. The fragrant aroma always tempts you every time you pass by. Without hesitation, you stepped into the shop. There, you are greeted by friendly employees.

You spend your time at the bakery, playing with the employees and tasting delicious bread. You don't realize that time keeps rolling until the sky starts to get dark.

Suddenly, the shop door opened with a bang. A tall man with a panicked face appeared in front of you. His wide blue eyes widened when he saw you.

"Father!" you shout cheerfully.

"I'm really panicking, son. Why don't you come home straight away?" asked father in a worried tone.

You look down, feeling a little guilty. "I want to play at the bakery," you answer quietly.

"Daddy's glad you're okay. Next time, don't go anywhere without telling dad, okay?"

You nod in his arms. You know dad is worried about you. You promise not to do it again.