Father to My Daughter

sweet girl.

In an office room belonging to Miranda's mother.

Excel sighed preparing to meet the very mother lion that was in it.

"May mamih not kill me." he murmured. Excel grabbed the doorknob and opened it.

He saw the mother standing leaning on a racks of files there.

His hands folded in front of his chest, with a drawn look toward Excel, who was gulping, standing at the door. What a murderous aura that always managed to make Excel feel shrunken.

Miranda's mother flicked her index finger at Excel. "here." he said.

"Mamih, I'm more at home here. In front of AC. Adem." Smirks.

"I said here."

Excel shook.

"Haaaahhhh this useless child is really asking to skin it apparently?"

Gleek... Excel began to sweat coldly when the mother had stepped her feet closer to him.

He grabbed hair shag Excel. "Which shaman ordered you to lengthen your hair?" ask Miranda's mother.

"Du... A shaman? There is no mih. It's Excel's own will. See it? Handsome right? It's korean style."

"Is that so? Show me all your fingers."

"For what?"

"Show me. Hurry along!"

Excel raised both hands to the chest.

"How much is that?"

"Se... Ten mamih."

"Ten huh? Just a minute." Miranda's mother walked up to her desk grabbing something.

A grass clipper that instantly makes Excel round his eyeballs.

"Mii... Mih's? I... What's that for?" ask Excel.

"You wanna know? I just want you to choose. Which part should I cut? your hair or your fingers?"

"Ahaha.... Mum's joking." Excel laughed in horror.

Kraaaaass. Miranda's mother cut the plant near Excel until it was perfectly cut off from the slightly large stem.

"seen right? So sharp is this scissor? So just choose which one I should trim!"

Excel gently pushed the grass scissors in front of him with his index finger. "Mih, you know what? Having long hair is a hallmark of architecture. Where creative people will definitely lengthen their hair. Mama should be proud."

Miranda's mother sighed cynically. "Sad... This kid! Still can boast of a job I don't like at all." Miranda's mother put down her scissors. On the table It is also what makes Excel stroke the chest feel relieved.

But it seemed that the relief was gone again when the mother grabbed a long rattan.

"I'm asking you! When are you going to take my place, you're an adult!!"

"Emmmm, I know mamih... But you're still alive, you're still healthy so you can still be a leader, Excel believes all employees prefer to be led by a mother Miranda, rather than Excel."

"So you mean? you want your mother to die first? You just want to take over the company?" Miranda's mother.

"Like that's about." He replied casually, which at that moment also made him cover his own mouth with both hands.

"You're really making me go up in blood huh Excel?? Now you should know what you're gonna get as a rebellious kid."

Plaaaaaaakk "aaarrrrggghhhh! Ma's... Mammalian. Forgive me!"

Plaaaaakkk blindly the mother continued to launch her sabetage into the body of the child who was running to and fro avoiding the sabetage of rattan from the hands of his mother.

"Here you Excel!! I have you take care of the hotel and restaurant!! But you're becoming an architect? You are useless!!"

"Aaarrrrgghhh mamih is sick!! Hen... Stopit! Stop mamiiiiih!!"

"I won't stop!! I'd rather kill you than have a useless child like you!!!"

"Good shit, I stopped it... Stop that...! Aaaaaaaaaarrrrgggggghhhhh!!"

The sound of Excel's screams penetrated to the front of his room so that made some employees who were there surprised.

***

In an apartment.

Excel presses the bell of one of the apartment units.

Pik pik pik pik cklaaa... The door opened, a man who was drying his hair with a towel looked surprised when he found the friend with hair and a messy appearance standing in front of him.

"Excels? I thought you were a bum."

"Fuck you, move away! I'm going in." Excel barged in while smashing into the shoulder of the man who was still looking at him confusedly.

Yes that man is Alvian. "Ck ck... Life is so bleak it looks." Alvian shook his head and closed the door and approached the Friend.

"Hey... What's wrong with you? What the hell's going on? Looks like your body's all red?" ask Alvian. When you see Excel is no longer wearing a top.

"What else? If it wasn't for the lioness."

"Who? your mamih?" ask Alvian.

"She's not my mother, obviously I'm definitely not her biological child. If yes? How could he be that brutal beating me up. Like there's a grudge."

Alvian chuckles. "But it looks like it's only on you anyway, he's very good on me."

"Aaahhhh right, looks like you're the one with the child. Not me."

Alvian bobbing head. "What do you want to drink?"

"Anything that is cold and tasted, juice can also. Aaahhh another order me a pizza too."

"Hey, what do you think this is your mamih's hotel?"

"You're stingy Vian, if I didn't order it you'd only treat me to mineral water. That's it without a companion snack."

"Cih has been invited to visit, ordered arbitrarily, insulted anyway."

"Have not roared like the lion. Quickly give me what I want. You know the term guest is king, right? So I'm the king here." Excel flushed his body. "Aaaarrrrh. My back." Move later. Because he felt pain in his back area because of his mother's scar.

Alvian just chuckled at her laugh and grabbed her phone to order what her best friend wanted.

Completed with the business of ordering pizza Alvian poured orange juice packaging into the glass.

When he finished, he sat down next to Excel. "Nih your juice Young master." Alvian.

"Good... Goody... You're really my best assistant."

Plaaaakk. A roll of newspaper landed on Excel's head which only made him groan. "This dick!!!!" Excel snorts.

"Had drunk it." Alvian. Excel stared back at Alvian while grabbing his juice.

His eyes were suddenly sidetracked on Alvian's bandaged palm.

"Hey, what's the matter?" ask Excel.

"What?"

"Your hand."

"Ohhh, this. Exposed to kite."

"You play kite? That's funny, a pilot still wants to play kites?"

"I'm not stupid! I was only helping a child, whose kite was stuck to a tree. And I scratched the thread."

"That's it."

"Yes, but from this wound, I found my love."

"Oh yeah? Wh who? Girls who used to get pregnant out of wedlock, right?"

Alvian. "Not." she replied softly. "This girl is so special, she's the ex-wife of the late Aska, do you remember one of my best friends who died in a plane crash?"

"Co-pilot Aska's? Yes I remember." Excel sipped his juice.

"The girl is special. I understand now, why Aska likes him so much." He muttered, Alvian smiled.

"I thought you were going to be with the woman who was in Andi's hamili. You're so close and so attentive it looks."

Alvian smiles. "I didn't like him just to feel sorry. And again his father would not allow me to be friends with him again. After that, I no longer visited him. And don't know how it's going now."

Excel mangosteen, he did not pay much attention to the girl, even what kind of face he had forgotten. Excel is a kind of guy. That is why until now there has not been a woman caught in his heart.

For a moment he remembered the girl he had helped. Her smile is so sweet. That's what makes Excel even think back to his face.

"Sugary." Mumbled.

"What?" ask Alvian.

Excel is also stuck. "I mean this juice is sweet." Answer Excel origin.

Alvian was just a head shake.