
“Of course your grandfather and late grandmother, Darling ..Even your late mother was the first woman I loved so much even though I was too late to realize it,” bright Prasetya who did not hold back the deadly cold eyes of his beloved daughter. “The scenario I created really managed to make you a tough girl, without fear of facing every problem befalling her.”
Araela was silent after she heard by herself the explanation of the scenario that was made but managed to give birth to such hatred.
“Even the game created from them, I have known it for a long time..until I lost a woman I really love,” he added with a sad face.
For the first time the girl listened to the outpouring of hearts to make some, the recesses of her heart were tapped so as not to harbor too much hatred for the man before her.
“Do you want a trust for me?” the girl said while making sure that she would not take any wrong steps.
“Although not ready to give me confidence! I will not force you, dear because the wounds I created can only make you hate me,”, Prasetya said, making the girl's cry explode.
Until they were jolted with the upset voice of the young man who suddenly hoarded the direction of the discussion of the pair of fathers — children.
“You make me envious of your affection, Ra,” Millo's pouty lips.
Making sure that they were really like betel nut halved to make, the young man again inquired about a photo of a beautiful woman with a red baby in her arms. “Ra .. are you sure you told me to print a photo of that woman?”
“Do as I say and remember don't argue!” firmly the girl without any jealousy.
He, doing all that to give a surprise to his son who would grow old considering the girl, had never seen a photo of a woman who gave birth to Rolando.
Therefore, in the present occasion he would make his son proud to be loved a woman risked his life.
“You don't want to go back to your husband's office, Ra?” Millo went back to sleep asking the girl's purpose.
“I want to be here! If you want to go back to the office .. go alone and for their problems let it be later, I intervened and your job was just to make sure the meeting went as usual. You understand, Brother?” answer while governing.
Not long after, Millo decided to return to the office to continue the pending work, leaving a pair of father — children who are still busy giving up longing for this long dreamed by the two people.
“How about your wedding, Darling?” prasetya asked broke the silence but it turned out that the girl, reluctant to answer the question of the direction of the discussion about her marriage.
Without saying anything, the tiny body stepped towards the hidden room which made the middle-aged man surprised to see all the behavior of his beloved daughter, who was a little girl, to the point of wondering how the girl could find out there was a secret room that only she herself kept.
Until he finally understood the other side within his daughter was truly reminiscent of, someone who had always given him a distinctive smile had never been forgotten by time until now.
On the other hand, after his meeting with some of his co-worker clients in the room with a man pensive, thinking about the fate of the elephant trunk for not receiving the punishment was very torturous.
The nickname of the widower casanova attached to the handsome man had made him bend his knees in front of a barbarian girl, considering that the tiny body was immediately the trunk of his elephant shuffled upright as usual just imagining his face.
Even the handsome man forgot the personal assistant who was the best friend cursed furiously with his behavior.
“Ck! Why did you curse me, Ser?” accuse a handsome man with throbbing lips.
“You must be missing your wife's touch, right? To the point that my ears are hot hearing your 0tis tone!” Even his assistant was not less fierce with the superior.
“Fuck you, Ser!” Replacing the swearing Rewindra. “What see my wife downstairs?” Ever since he returned to the office from his meeting that, simultaneously came out the girl unbeknownst to the man.
“I have not seen his presence around the building at all! Do you want to interrupt her work?”
Rewindra shook her head and because the phone with the logo of an apple was bitten was in the grasp of the girl by force, she asked Louser for help to contact and ask her whereabouts.
Louser had not yet contacted someone but it turned out that a short message was sent via Louser's cell phone telling him where the girl was.
Without wasting much time Rewindra left Louser after she read the short message, not forgetting the handsome man had the assistant resume the job that was deliberately delayed.
Not long after, the handsome man had arrived at the office building where his destination was visiting, even he cared about the gossip of some employees because the wife was the goal.
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