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Company file for Rangga.



"Assalamualaik."


"Wa aleikum salam, papaaaa."


Hap


Zahwa, who was always waiting for his father, embraced Fathir. While the prestige Yola first just sat down did not care.


"Well, is there lunch?" Ask Fathir.


"Not yet pa." Answer Zahwa.


"We eat out yuk, mama where?" Ask Fathir again.


"Morning pa. Whose car is pa?" Zahwa asked who saw a car in front of his house.


"There's deeeh, let's call mama, papa wants to take a shower first look for a change of clothes. The smell of acem nih papa new from the building of the juice stall."


Fathir walked and stroked Yola and headed to her room to look for a change of clothes.


"Well, you've come, he said we're having lunch outside, which nene?"


"really? all right, this is mama's clothes drying first."


Ummi was called to prepare.


"Come on!" everything is ready in front of the terrace.


"Whose car is Beng?" Ask Shaina.


"I'm sorry, this is all I can buy, this is also nyicil" said Fathir. A car that looks still smooth even though used for the Fathir family.


"Coconsider the former pa?" Sahut Yola's.


"Yola, what the hell is that talking about?" Zahwa quickly responded to Yola.


"No papa dear, the important thing is we can walk right?" shaina.


Yola Yabg indeed from childhood never get the attention of a mother, only brsama maid and pampered by Fathir, making him a little disrespectful.


While Fathir pura did not hear, because Fathir was rather emotional, it was Shainalah who taught him that anger is quite silent.


Yola's face pouted.


"Let's ride!"


They all got in the car and once again Yola threw a tantrum, she sat in the front seat.


"Yola, you're behind the same grandma." Fathir.


"Udah Beng, no papa really." Shaina relents.


"Huf." Fathir breathed deeply.


eventually they glide towards the nearest food stall.


Arriving at a decent restaurant, they order food favorite fruit juice and others.


"Rangga, there's something you want to talk about with you, you just eat first!"


They also eat the food that is available.


"Great food," said Yola.


Yola also added rice and side dishes that she liked.


After eating, they still look relaxed.


"Assalamualaik." Said someone whose voice Shaina was very familiar with.


"Wa aleikum in, Papah?"


Pa Linggar was sitting on an empty chair beside the Fatir family dining table, Fathir had indeed agreed to find them at this restaurant.


"Sorry Shaina, Pa Linggar forced." Fathir.


"Shaina, I apologize for hurting you back then. I'm just an emotion. Dear Rangga, how are you?don't you miss grandpa heh?" said Pa Linggar.


"Good cake." But Rangga just looked down, as if he would not look at his grandfather's face.


"Darling, I'm like grandpa, salim first."


"Ma, Rangga is sick and wants to go to the toilet first, same mom."


Her speech.


"Ooh, okay."


They pin it to the toilet.


Tap


Tap


"Mama, grandfather had kicked us out at that time, and also I had eavesdropped, if grandfather had also bankrupted Papa's company right? then why would Grandpa want to see us?" Ask Rangga. like an adult.


"Honey, it's over, don't think about it, as long as he doesn't hurt us anymore, it's okay to see him, right?"


"But she's already hurt your heart, right? I saw my mom crying."


Shaina was surprised, it turned out that Rangga was such a concern.


Rangga also entered the toilet. And finish his wish


Chequelek


They came back to the dining table.


"The ladder!" Pa Linggar grabbed Rangga's hand. But Rangga refused by evading. And sit next to Fathir.


"Joko, come!" Joko who was called also approached with a bag.


"Shaina, this is Linggar's corporate file, I want you to take it back." Her speech.


"Sorry sir, I think I'm not worthy of ink, because, I'm not who papa is anymore, while Rangga is still a child." Reject Shaina.


"But only you two are my family" he said again.


"Sorry, good grandpa keep it, come on ma, let's go home!"


Ask Rangga he also ran closer to the car.


"Waiting ladder!" Shaina Shouted


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