My Dad is a Superhero.

This is a story of my dad.

The imagination of his child are running wild.

We found out he was coming home today.

Last minute notice while in Parkson.

As we were waiting for dad at the airport.

Me and my little sis was talking.

She said dad landed in Miri.

I was like dad land on Miri?!

instead of the plane that is,

and said, He can fly?

She told me he is a actually a Superhero.

I said this, "Perut boroi pun boleh jadi superhero?"

She said when he fly, he has a muscular body.

Something like that.

It's actually the image he is now is just a disguise.

And I add up saying he has to use the airport ways because,

it's illegal to enter without a proper passport.

I also said,

while he smoke outside all the time,

it's because he trying to hid the fact,

he is saving the world.

I told my mother and brother about it.

They laugh.

My brother said if he's a superhero,

we actually have powers.

I told him not yet we don't.

We haven't matured enough.

He said he's 18 already.

and also compared it with a movie.

My little sister then add,

the bag he always carry is his sidekick.

It's his sidekick disguise.

She suggest tickling it.

I agreed and so does my brother.

On the way to the car,

my brother then add,

his half bold hair is a wig.

he actually has a long spiky hair.

and my little sister laugh along.

In the car,

we laugh again about the sidekick.

A bag as a sidekick.

I reminded my little sister to tickle it.

She giggled.

My mother just laughing sitting next to our dad.

Dad knows nothing about it.

That is how we concluded that our father is a superhero.

P/s; we didn't tickle the bag hoho.