Because there were just three adults, everyone waited while playing in the shallow water before moving together to the children's final destination. When he spotted her playing with her friends in the water, he didn't yell or even reprimand her. In fact, he simply splashed water on her. As reinforcements came, everyone pitched in to help lead the children's bikes and refreshments. While the teenagers helped the smallest children into the vehicles.

Both her father and Miya were drenched from the head down to their toes and exhausted from the water war, which he had unfortunately lost. She sat on her father's lap, leaning in on his chest, listening to the rhythm of his heart over the din of the motor,  while looking at the driver as he started the engine.

As they began to move, Miyana noticed a gentle breeze rushing in through the open window. The wind blew throughout her hair and skin; she felt a bit chilly, but the warmth from her father and the sun kept her warm enough. Hovering her head above her father's shoulder, she sought for the children, who were laughing and playing games at the back of a cramped truck ride.

She overheard the driver and her father discussing how everything was going to be turned into a major problem since they were practically fleeing the city. Without an official release form documentation. As they spoke, people in the city were honking and waiting to be allowed to pass.

Miyana's heart increased, she was starting to feel sweat coming along since all she wanted was to see her father. Even if she never asked for much, she was certain that her father would always find a way to save her. But she is the source as to why half the city fled; how can her father help her recover from this blunder? Clutching him closer, she pressed her face against his chest. Hiccups escaped her mouth as tears threatened to spill. She had no intention of getting anyone in trouble.

Looking up, her father patted the crown of her on the head till her hiccups ceased. All she desired was more time with her father. She was her father's little girl. That's what he always says to her.

When she arrived at her father's workplace. The majority of the time, Miyana had being carried in her father's arms. She observed children being unloaded and hurrying to meet their parents, or other close relatives, who had been staying here for a few days.

Other children played and surrounded the people who worked with Miyana's father. “You see, even if you land yourself into trouble later, learn to have fun first, just like these children you brought here.” Her father settled her down to the ground, before giving her a kiss on the side of her head, as she beamed a smile at everyone.

So, during the next hour and a half, everyone played games and had a wonderful picnic. One boy brought several coolers tethered to a wagon with him, and no one knew what was inside. It was a pure thrill to see him open them all. That halfwit spent his whole allowance and V-points cash on a complete stock of ice cream bars from various vendors. If the kids weren’t hyper before, they were now.

Miyana refuses to leave her father's side, despite her desire to take an ice cream bar from one of the coolers. She held her ground and gripped him even tighter to fight off her desire for the sweet delight that was screaming her name. Car horns screamed all over the area as she was ready to succumb to temptation, stunning everyone to halt what they were doing.

The child's greatest nightmare was already becoming a reality. The first to come were a few residents who had listened to Miyana's mother, and the first in line was her mother, who was ready to give a long lecture soon as she stepped out of her car. Everyone eventually arrived, relieved and glad to see the kids were safe and sound. Every child and teenager who was identified by their guardian was punished.

Miyana, the ten-year-old, received the worst punishment than any of the children since she was the ringleader of the entire scheme. Her father began to carry her while a few folks drew in, pointing and accusing her of everything. Her mother seemed to be irritated, at this point, since she wasn't the one to blame for their children's common sense and lack of knowledge. Her husband began holding her back, by her waist, and everyone knew that if he loosens his grip, she wouldn't settle for a cat fight. She was a demon, yet to her husband, she was a stunning, ravish beast, but he knew the destruction she could inflict.

“Please step aside now for everyone's safety. Or I'll let her go.” As he faced his wife, his eyes were drawn to his daughter, who was hiding her face behind her hands due to embarrassment. These two ladies are his life and joy, but Miyana made her father even more proud today. She was born to be a leader, just like him.

Son after everyone was headed back to their vehicles and home after everything was resolved. “Who knew having my goddess and princess at work would make time fly by so quickly?” Miyana's father hugged his wife while discreetly giving Miya the ice cream bar she had been salivating over. He truly understands how to make them happy.