HOT DADDY (Not Duda, Not Friday)

Pink stock box

“Why you two always come here! Have you become unemployed? Ckk!" muttered Rasya clucked when he saw the arrival of his two best friends at lunchtime.

“Jeez, slander is more cruel than fitnes loh Ras,” saut Angga sok drama as usual.

“Not busy managing wedding events, even your leisure!”

“Yes how else, i’am a man. That business let it be the responsibility of the women, besides my future wife does not like me to interfere!’ angga said a little clucked, it is true, he married a woman who is super duper meticulous, so he does not want to be disturbed by his future husband.

“Ras, let's have lunch!” invite Leon but his eyes immediately squinted when he saw Rasya open a lunch box, “What the fuckk! Since when did you bring Ras stock?” leon asked so surprised and in disbelief.

“You see since when?” rasha asked so casually, then she took a tissue to clean her chopsticks and spoons, even though the spoons and chopsticks were clean.

“I just see now, because I don't know your habits the last few years in,” replied Leon who was still staring at Rasya, his best friend looked indifferent and relaxed when eating his provisions.

“Do you already have a lover?” asked Leon again, instantly making Rasya instantly choke.

Uhuukkk hukkk!

Quickly, Rasa immediately took his drinking water, after which he immediately looked at his two friends who successfully made him choke.

“Custom only Race. Oddly enough, you enjoyed the food so much, and I also know Aunt Lily rarely cooked. Very tumben you bring stock, and another one, the box is pink.” Leon said that was so detailed to judge, “It is very unlikely if it was a stock box owned by Chila?”

Rasya just fell silent, he no longer responded to the words of his friends, especially because he just realized that the lunch box was pink. Why could that be? While Chila's property is blue even though it is patterned Frozen cartoon.

‘Anna,’ hiss Rasya with teeth grinding in annoyance.

“Daddyhh!” the welcoming voice of her beloved daughter as she began to enter the house, making her tired and tired disappear instantly.

This was the reason for Rasya not wanting to linger long outside, he always came home on time, and even faster. He always tried to divide his time for Chila, unless there is Aldi or Michele, then he just calmed down if there is a little overtime in his office.

“Uhh, Father's son, have you eaten yet?” Rasya immediately raised Chila's body in his sling with his right hand, while the left hand he used to clasp his briefcase.

“Can wait, Dad!” said Chila was writhing spoiled around her father's neck.

“Ah so, fine. Princess, I'll take a bath first, after that we eat. Okay,”

“Dad wait!” call Chila when her father sits on the bed in her room.

“What's the darling?” rasha asked softly, now she sat herself down on her knees in front of Chila.

“Besok kan mama sama papa go home. Chila wants to pick up, can't you?” chila asked so quietly and prepared to put on her face.

“Darling, tomorrow I have business. Can not accompany Chila, let papa and mama go home with Pak Tono yah.”

“Ih, don't want Daddy!” lamented Chila was singing her lips, and now her hands are already crossed in the chest, “Tissue Forzen mo fetch mama. Chila wants to come!” his whining returned to seduce his father, but Rasya just kept quiet and sighed heavily.

Again, again and again, Anna. That name again that he heard again, somehow he could escape from the girl, he also wondered why Chila could be so sticky with Anna, whereas all this time Anna was abroad and they rarely met.