Girl Luring Om Daddy

Chapter 1 Allesya Lefrand

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The sound of hells hitting the airport porcelain floor resounded in every ear of the person through it.

Women with high bodies, beautiful faces and no harm. What a perfect sculpture of the Creator.

From behind the sunglasses he was wearing, his eyes scanned around looking for the person who would pick him up at the airport.

Until he found a man who raised the height of a sheet of paper that was quite large. It says "Allesya Lefrand".

"Kc.... Can't he just write my nickname? Why is it so complete?" allesya complained that he preferred to be called by the nickname Asya.

Slowly Asya walked over to the man who was still holding up the height of the paper bearing his name.

"Let the paper down. I'm in front of you!" asya's word to the man while lowering a little glasses to the end of his nose that pointed for a while and after that he confirmed the location of his glasses.

"Where's daddy? He didn't pick me up?" ask Asya because she believes that the man who is estimated to be the same age as her could not be her daddy. According to his thinking, his daddy must have been very old and his head must have been overgrown by a lot of gray hair.

Seven years he never met Zayn face to face. Their chat is always only via chat and short talk.       Especially what is talked about if it is not just about tuition.

"Mr Zayn is busy, Miss Allesya. Therefore I was ordered to pick up Miss!" answer the man whose name is not yet known.

Yes, but what can be done, Asya can not demand much. Zayn wanted to take responsibility for himself all this time had made Asya should be grateful. That's because Asya is not who Zayn is.

"Yes, let's just go home. My body is sore!" later decree.

"Okay, Miss Allesya! Please come through here!" the man allowed Asya to follow him.

"Call me Asya! I don't like being called by full names!" his word again was immediately agreed by the man.

"You're Daddy's bodyguard?" tanya Asya broke the silence after a while the car left the airport area.

"I'm his secretary, Miss! My name is Willy!" the answer was briefly introducing himself to Asya.

"Ohh..." Asya was silent and dissolved in her mind.

Along the way Asya was amazed by the growing scenery of the capital. Seven years Asya had left his homeland to study abroad. At that time Asya was very young, which was when he was fifteen years old.

Either because Asya who rarely goes out of the house so do not know how the city of Jakarta looks or because of his age is still small until he does not remember too much in his hometown.

Now he has finished his college education at one of the top universities in the country Uncle Sam, Asya intends to return home to develop his talents in the country. She also misses her long-gone mother.

"Mother, Asya is home! Asya has fulfilled her mandate to finish Asya school in America. It's been seven years, Mom! Seven years Asya misses mother!" without realizing it, clear liquid had already accumulated in the corner of his eye. Ready to just fall.

Asya slightly raised her head so that the tears did not fall as she did for seven years if she was missing the figure of Laura, her mother.