HOT DADDY (Not Duda, Not Friday)

HOT DADDY (Not Duda, Not Friday)
Street street three



Since Anna's accident, her relationship with Rasya has improved a little. There was no longer any distance between the two, but there was also no clear status about their closeness. Not what, until now, Rasya still did not dare to speak seriously to Tian about his closeness with Anna. He just told Anna, I'm going to go through everything slowly, let it flow like water. Moreover, he also wants Anna to focus on her college first.


“Happy afternoon Om,” greeting Rasya when he saw the arrival of Tian from the inside, at this time, Rasya is waiting for Anna to prepare, because this afternoon they will walk three spent the weekend.


“Siang,” replied Tian kindly, he then immediately sat himself on the sofa opposite Rasya's seat.


“Sorry Om, if our arrival a little disturbing holiday Om and also Anna,” said Rasya not good.


“Nothing, Anna is also not a child anymore that I should ban,” Tian sighed very heavily.


The two seem to talk a little about business, sometimes there is a little joke that makes the chat two men seem suitable and at home. From a distance, Anna and Chila were descending the stairs, and seeing the proximity between Rasya and Tian, Anna's heart was filled. He continued to pray and hoped that one day he would enjoy this sight every day.


“Dad,” calls Chila made Rasya and Tian's eyes immediately diverted staring at their two daughters who were walking together while holding hands.


Well, of course their son. Anna is the son of Tian, while Chila is the son of Rasa.


After saying goodbye and kissing the back of Tian's hand, the three got into the car and left before afternoon. Along the way, they filled with jokes and laughter together, this is what Chila wanted. He really wants to have a whole family, he really wants to have a complete family so that he can always laugh and be together like now.


After arriving at the Mall, they immediately entered and had a good time. Until they want to order food at a restaurant in the mall, they are surprised by the arrival of people who are very familiar Rasya.


“What's up brother?” anna asked curiously and her eyes followed the direction where Rasya was looking.


There seems to be a family with one small child who may not be much different from Chila. They sat not far from Rasya's seat, but Rasha was reluctant to reprimand him for fear of wrongdoing. Well, wrong people, his eyes are very clear to see him, he is not myopic, he thought.


“No, it's rich school temen first, but with whom?” muttered Rasya who was still observing the debate between the two people.


“Who the hell is it?” asked Anna curiously.


“It is not important, let me ask first Michele,” said Rasya did not want to continue his speech, he immediately looked for other topics, he said, discussing which makes Anna and Chila laugh again with her.


In the middle of dinner, Chila asked for permission to wash her hands. Initially, Anna wanted to follow Chila, but the little girl refused and chose to go alone, because the hand wash was not too far from her dining table.


Chila immediately distanced herself when a boy seemed to wash his hands with annoyance to make the clothes Chila was wearing wet.


“Be careful!” cetus Chila was irritated, instantly resuscitating the little boy.


“Sorry, a-I accidentally, I'm just a little annoyed.” The boy complained regretfully, but Chila only replied with a smile, “I was just a little annoyed with my om, once again forgive me.”


“Yes already, I forgive you,” replied Chila smiling so shady.


“Easy then?” asked the boy to open his eyes a few times.


“Pardon is easy, especially if you really mean it when apologizing. That's what my papa taught me.”


“I'm really sorry. And this as a sign of my apology,” said the boy gave a slightly dark blue handkerchief and to Chila.


“Good,” muttered Chila as her hand rubbed the name stitches so neatly arranged at the end of the handkerchief.


“It, made by my mama. Save well, chest!” said the boy then he immediately ran and returned with his aunt and om.


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Patience .. prepare your hearts before they unite 🙈🙈🙈