Duda Casanova Stuck Love Girl Bar-bar

Weird Request

“I'd like to apologize, Young Miss .. The girl your uncle was looking for disappeared from your apartment ... even as me and a few other colleagues followed him we all lost track of the girl.”

The report from his men made Araela surprised to hear that Citra, the girl in question disappeared from the apartment where she lived temporarily.

It is fitting that he did not get any information about the black card held by Citra because he felt that, the friend did not feel good to receive help for the mistakes made by the weathered bachelor.

“You and the others have made sure my apartment there is empty?” With a cold tone, Araela asked a question.

“I've made sure carefully, Young Miss!”

Feeling that the matter was not his personal realm by being forced to pull all the men in charge to retreat and assign them elsewhere.

“I ask you to step back to watch and monitor someone who is a barrier to that weathered bachelor! Are you and your partner up to it?”

“Good, Young Miss ... I will do instructions from you from now on!”

“You can come to me at the company led by Millo .. tell the receptionist if you come by order from him!”

Without returning the call from the opposite direction instead he first turned off the connection unilaterally, and thought of the fate of Citra who prefers to disappear from the weathered bachelor's life.

Even he was not excited about the case that was being investigated by him to make him stop the activities that, being done for from Prasetya's private secret room with the look of a middle-aged man frowned again in wonder at his attitude.

“Why else, Ra? Papa look at my beloved daughter is not okay ... What happened to you?”

“Can't meddle in a business that isn't your domain, Pa? Not dismissing after giving you a chance, you're more chatty than ever! Want to take my heart that's too cold for you so, hm?”

Prasetya chuckled at the remark made from the lips of his beloved daughter, not even the middle-aged man was offended by the unusual tone of the girl.

“Papa will just be like this in front of you, darling! Even with your ommu alone, Papa always debates the unimportant .. considering he is the favorite child of your grandfather and grandmother who is always hailed for his cleverness, Papa never felt jealous of his life until time turned us into cold men.”

Prasetya. “I have no regrets about pulling and changing her life, for the sake of being able to keep you from my side despite being so painful. However, Papa never thought a little if the scenario I made this to give birth to hatred it.”

A pair of fathers — children were silent after each of them expressed a feeling that settles on the chest to the heart of the girl, he said, it began to melt hearing the statement expressed by Prasetya but could not make him forgive so easily.

“Papa does not care if you want to vent your hatred, then this middle-aged man will bear the hatred instilled by me!”

The girl shook her head because she really did not want to hate the man who gave her the wound. “No need to do something like this to make up for all your mistakes .. just do what you never did for this girl in front of you!”

Prasetya's heart trembled at the cold tone expressed by the girl before him, without feeling any hesitation the middle-aged man clutched tightly onto the tiny body sitting next to him.

Spilling a sense of longing that had been harbored since he could not hold his own beloved daughter. Babe ... You see for yourself, not there? Our daughter is growing up and I hope to spend my old age, to always be with her even if there is someone who ties a promise to her happiness ... my old days will always accompany me wherever he goes, I will follow as far as his feet rest. While continuing to clutch the petite body of his beloved daughter, the middle-aged man was only able to mutter a strand of words through the inner.

Until the cold tone that spoke from the lips of the girl reoccurred. “Did you listen to everything I said, Papa?”

“Of course Papa listens to everything you say, but can Papa make a request for you?”

Araela's forehead that changed frowned in surprise at hearing the tone of the question fixed for her. “What request do you want, Papa?”

“There is no need to fear I did a bad thing .. but, on the contrary a strange request from your Papa is just one!”

“Then directly say!”

“In my old age now ... Papa just wants to accompany you wherever you go, protect, and accompany you! Does that sound like an exaggerated request for you, Ra?”

Araela shook her head.