Out of the shadowy figure, I could see a familiar figure, my heroic father. No matter how bad the situation is, my dad will always be there for me. He may look ordinary, but there is a burst of courage and compassion deep within his soul. My ageing hero, used to be a handsome young man. Now, I could see his grey hair dropping rapidly like trees shedding leaves during autumn. He had scratched his right eyelid during his schooldays and it can be see easily when he gives a smile. The baggy eyes he had possessed made him looked even older. My dad had thin lips which suited well with his thin eyebrows and an inverted ‘T’ shaped nose. His plump figure was injected by mass consumption of alcohol and chunks of red meat that pumped under his skin.
That friendly figure is always selfless and always sacrificing time to save the day! Once, I was ill during a day at school. I felt the whole world had suddenly turned grey and empty. I felt hopeless. My vision became blur due to acute headache and a high fever. I knew that I was about to die. My hero is busy; he is having a million-dollar project today, right now! He is not there for me. My mum is always busy with her work and never manages to spend time for me. Nobody is there for me. I prayed to God, hoping that somebody will bring me to somewhere less painful. At this moment, I saw a ray of hope. The friendly figure suddenly came to me. It was just my imagination again.
At this point of time, I could not hold on any longer. I threw myself onto the white leathery sofa in the general office. As I lied on the sofa, I could feel the heat generating from my forehead and neck. I am on the verge of dying. God had sent me an angel, I am saved! My father supported me slowly into his seven-sitter white MPV. I asked him, “What about your million-dollar project?”
My hero answered in a low and steady voice, “It doesn’t matter, I have postponed the meeting, son. You are more important to me than anything else in the world.” I felt flattered and guilty at the same time. If I had not told him about this, I already had the chance to have a millionaire at home. My hero is selfless and always tries to save me even in a very crucial moment like this.
When I got back home, my fever did not subside and my body temperature went up like boiling water. This time, I realized that I had contracted dengue fever. I was hospitalized for nights. My mum had gone overseas for meetings, leaving me and my dad in this lonely ward.
The hero did not attend the postponed million-dollar project and accompanied me throughout the stay. In the end, my father was sacked because of me. I felt terrible for my dad to be sacked. He was a really nice man, the nicest of all. “Son, I am sorry. But I cannot bear to leave you like this. You are my only son, and I cannot afford to lose to you. I lost my job, but I still can find another one. However, if I lose you, I would lose you forever and there is nothing in the world that can replace my son.” I felt my heart tore into two as the saline tears of mine dived onto my foot. That’s my dad, that’s my hero.