Cassandra Loving

The Funniest Slander

Pras looked at Cassandra in panic.

Cassandra who was stared at looked cute and grinned as if nothing had happened.

Now Pras looked at Papa Cassandra timidly. Prambodo clearly glared at him.

"Don't yell, Pa. Later called security guard, loh. Why the hell would you ride a motorcycle? Salah himself Pras did not bring a car and Papa used the event to tell him to take me here," said Cassandra with an innocent look.

Prambodo immediately turned his head around and realized the place. He immediately led Cassandra and Pras out of the area.

Until finally in the parking lot that Prambodo stopped his steps. Mr. Budi the driver who was driving in a hurry came because he was confused.

That feeling Mr. Prambodo said he was still home in an hour. How thought.

"Sir, just wait in the car. I want to talk to these kids first!" Prambodo directly pointed towards the long chair on the edge of the park near the parking lot.

Cassandra and Pras followed behind. While walking, Pras nudged Dea's waist and gave her the code with his face.

How can Cassandra who has promised not to say about riding a motorcycle even complained to the face without feeling guilty.

Cassandra put on a funny face seeing Pras who tried to commit to code her to be defended in front of her papa. Instead of nodding or calming, Cassandra stuck her tongue out like a wedge. Pras is getting more frustrated.

"Sit down!" Prambodo who had sat first was holding his knee with an annoyed face. He pointed towards another long bench right in front of him.

This way they will face each other.

Cassandra sat down casually. He even crossed his legs with graceful. He deliberately did it so that Pras who was looking at him became more upset.

Pras who sat beside Cassandra sat quietly as if he was about to be addressed by the Headmaster.

"Prass! Remember that night we talked four eyes on the edge of your swimming pool. I told you about the Cassandra accident, my trauma, my possessiveness taking care of her.

You know very well I will not be calm anyway if you know Cassandra is still on the road and has not reached the destination. My mind is everywhere, though. Afraid he's in an accident. Afraid of getting hit by people, I. Afraid my new driver kidnapped her.

Then now how can you take him racing on a motorcycle? Huh! You want to make me who is already sick with cancer like this become a hanger? Oh my!" Prambodo poured his frustration on the prospective son-in-law.

Cassandra could only help but laugh. He feels satisfied.

"I thank you, Pras! And make Papa, come on, Pa. Where's the ideal, polite, proud son-in-law that Papa praised yesterday?" Cassandra sat in the heart with excitement.

Pras is dead flea. Swallowing is difficult. He was slandered by the 19-year-old girl he had to marry. Oho! How annoying!

Prambodo who he called 'Om Pram' since childhood was suddenly fierce to him. Pras understood and not offended at all. He knows why Om Pram is angry. He was obviously worried about his daughter.

Pras knows that if he marries Cassandra, he will get the best father-in-law he can get. He knows very well what his papa's best friend and business partner is like. Original good. Because of Cassandra, she's getting fierce with him.

It was Cassandra's intention to work on it.

"Om, I'm so sorry. But I'm not clamoring. I swear by anything. I also told Cassandra to ride no..."

"No, Pa. Pras has his bike safe, really. Sandra is speeding because she has never ridden a motorcycle. Sandra is, really. You don't have to worry about Sandra, either" Sandra said.

Prambodo took a deep breath. He looked at Pras with a stern look. Pras just grinned.

Pras was initially pleased that Cassandra was defending him. But he doesn't know yet. Cassandra still wants to work on it. Just wait for later. He knows when the timing is right.

Pras' mouth was already open, ready to come up with the reason. He told Cassandra to take a taxi. Uh, Cassandra's forcing her way up the vespa.

But apparently Pras' mouth was silenced again because Cassandra's sweet mouth had preceded the snatching.

"Pa, Pras says I have to fight trauma. I'm not papa, really. You don't want to ride a motorcycle, car, train, or whatever. How many years ago the accident was, Pa. Cassandra felt normal again.

Isn't that right, Pras? Pras's words are right, Pa. Cassandra had to ride the bike often. Aye, right? But Papa wants us to be close and close. Yes riding the solution motor. If you get in the car, it'll sit a little far away." Cassandra actually uttered a sentence that every one of her words were unexpected.

Both Pras and Prambodo are made gawking.

Pras gawked because it was slandered further and further. What the fuck? When did she say that Cassandra had to ride a motorcycle to heal her accident trauma?

When's? Is it crazy that he said such a word? Where there is a method of healing trauma by further challenging the danger!

While Prambodo made gawking because his 19-year-old daughter mentioned indirectly about physical contact.

He knew this would happen. His daughter will grow up. But still when Cassandra mentioned about such a thing made her shocked as well.

Holy hooch! It seems that rather than going further and making her anxious, their marriage should have accelerated. That was the thought that popped into Prambodo's head from Cassandra's shocking speech just now.

Moreover, Prambodo apparently forgot to take this into account. Pras is 27. He is a mature enough adult. As a father who took care of his daughter wholeheartedly, Prambodo doubted as well. Though he knows very well Pras a well mannered man.

But still, right. Prambodo was also a man and he was once young. He knew very well that forbidden desires could arise at any time if there was a chance.

Prambodo does not feel willing. They should have married first...

"Om, beat me up, Om. No that's. I never said that..."

"What the hell, Pras. That guy you said, anyway. We can get closer if we stay close together often, right? Be stuck. Papa knows too, really.

Jude, Pa. I rode the same Pras motorbike to the resto. We'll meet you there. Bye, Bj. Go, Pras!" Cassandra said casually and then only half pulled Pras's hand towards the parking lot.

Prambodo stood up from his seat and wanted to prevent, but at the end he was at a loss for words.

"God! Did Pras misunderstand my words yesterday? I want her to be close to Cassandra through the heart, not the physical..."

Cassandra did not know that her intention to pras actually ended up making her papa anxious. It's the wrong trick. If this is the case, he even thought to accelerate the marriage.

"Bye, Papa! Let's go first, yeah!" Cassandra exclaimed from on top of the oncoming motor.

Prambodo was made more gawking and shock when he saw his daughter piggybacking on a vespa while wrapping her hand around Pras' waist.

Pras could only smile with a resigned face.

Cassandra's sheer brilliance made her good name fall in front of her papa.

Cassandra laughed happily. Pras looks like sudden stress.

Oho! Is this the kind of girl he should marry? His life must be colorful and he'll have frequent headaches.

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