LITTLE GIRL

Ziand's Proximity

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After he heard his mommy's explanation, Ziand was completely frustrated.

Is she really that woman?

Was the little boy with her his son?

How does he say this?!

So hard to think, Ziand's head was like it was going to break. Pondering, that's what Ziand is doing now. The quiet night was accompanied by several cigarettes, wine and other high-alcohol drinks.

Only in this way did Ziand calm himself down, Ziand's phone continued to ring a notification indicating someone was sending him a message. Ziand was not disturbed at all.

Take the phone and open the chat application. Ziand laughed loudly, seeing his ex-wife who sent him pictures of his messengers with old men but had a lot of money. Of course Ziand's money was more than him.

Ziand continued to chug him until he felt like he was drunk right now. Isn't this what he wanted? only by being drunk did he return in tranquility.

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The morning routine was over, they had breakfast without Ziand. Of course Disya was happy, she did love her father. But looking at her father who was always indifferent to her, made Disya's affection fade slowly.

"Would you bring some supplies?" tawar Killas.

"No oma, you always prepare lunch Disya and Morgan." he said enthusiastically.

"really? does the cooking taste good heum?"

"Very good oma, uuuhh if you try it will definitely be addicted hahaa." joked Disya made Killa and Fernand laugh.

"Have come let oma and opa deliver." invite Fernand who is possessed by Disya and Killa.

Just as the three were about to enter the car, Ziand quickly prevented them.

"No, let Ziand deliver it." hope Ziand encodes his father and mother with frills to bring himself closer to the princess.

Killa and Fernand understood the meaning of Ziand's gaze, with the compulsion of Killa to allow her son to escort Disya. Actually Killa and Fernand want to see Cia at school. But looking at Ziand's pleading gaze made him a little haru.

"Alright, Disya set out with dad ya."

He looked at his eyes as if he did not want to be delivered by his father. As he stared at the bead of Killa's eyes that was getting the trousers. He puffed his cheeks.

"Yes, Disya was ushered ay .. father." Disya says 'father' stammeringly because she is not used to saying that.

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On the way, Disya was constantly silent. No one starts the conversation, Ziand is confused as to how he can get closer and Disya is impatient with Cia and Morgan.

Disya continues to tinker with the watch that Cia bought, Disya impatiently calls Cia using the clock.

'Connected Call'

"Hallo mother!" pekiknya happy.

{...]

"Nothing, Disya just misses." she made Ziand's heart scratched.

{...}

"What's!? Mommy didn't come in today, you're sick?" disya asked in a worried tone, Ziand only paid attention to her daughter's very serious interactions.

{....}

"Alright, mother rest. Disya dear mother." said after that phone call ended with Disya earlier.

Duars!

Like being struck by lightning with thousands of daggers piercing through his heart, Ziand was truly sad. He had never even received such treatment from his daughter. The woman who is only a stranger easily Disya says that she loves him.

Ziand tried to hold back his tears with all his might, as a few drops of tears fell. Ziand quickly removed it.

"Dad crying?" disya Tanya was spontaneous with her innocent face.

"Ti .. no." replied Ziand.

"Liar, what is this?" he asked again by rubbing Ziand's cheek which still had some traces of tears.

Ziand held Disya's hand that was on his cheek, there was no grip this time. Ziand held it in tenderness.

"It's nothing, Diysa is approaching." said Ziand pulled Disya's body slowly to sit right next to him.

"Say ... emm I mean, can I hold you?" ask Ziand carefully.

Disya frowned, she was afraid that the events of several years ago repeated. Where Ziand asked like that but ended up Ziand strangling his neck.

Disya subconsciously nodded her head making Ziand smile widely. Ziand's tears were completely unstoppable again, he sat Disya on her lap and hugged her again.

Long enough for them to hug, Disya kept her body away staring at Ziand.

"Why is dad crying? is Disya heavy." Disya's snort wiped away her father's trail of tears. Slowly Disya forgets the bad events she has gotten from her father.

Simple right? just by the way Ziand softened himself to his daughter, Disya was not even afraid of him anymore. Even if he doesn't know how to go ahead.

"Dad must not cry, said the mother must be strong. If Morgan was crying, you'd be nagging, what if you saw you crying? hahaha it's very funny, if you nag you." said Disya while imagining Cia's fierce face..

"Human? who's mother?" asked Ziand pretending not to know.

He stopped his laughter. "Dad doesn't know who she calls mother?"

Ziand shook his head indicating he really didn't know.

"Did oma not tell him? uh it's a pity that I don't know who you are, if you know. Surely the father will be crazy." lede Disya makes Ziand happy, his daughter can now talk at length with him.

"Young master, it has arrived" said the driver who had been silent earlier.

"She went inside first" she took Ziand's hand and kissed him, leaving the two men in the car shocked.

Why did Disya do that? of course he remembered the words of Cia who always taught him manners.

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20 Minutes later

Ziand was still in the basement of the elementary school, I don't know what he was doing.

"Dad!!!!" pekik Disya ran while holding Morgan's hand.

These two little boys came up to Ziand's car.

"Dad still here?"

"Why are you guys out? is there anything left?" Ziand turned around to ask.

"No, the principal's mother said that the school was closed today suddenly." Disya, to be honest, while Morgan just stared flat on Ziand's face.

"Really's? what if you go with daddy to the office?" tawar Ziand's.

"Can." Disya paused her speech and glanced at Morgan who was still speechless. "Hows it? you want to come with Al?" he continued asking with a slight tone pleading with this little man.

"Al's? since when did you call me Al?" sahut Morgan's.

"Since today, how? Yes follow. Please, later you can learn business there with my father." pinta Disya who is adopted by Ziand.

Morgan is still in flat mode, because he is not used to new people. "Huuffft, yes Morgan came" he said resigned.

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Z'M COMPANY'S

Morgan looked in amazement at the towering building before him.

"Great god." muttered Morgan who Ziand could still hear.

"Why bengong? come on in." take Ziand.

Because Morgan was daydreaming for too long, Disya finally pulled her hand to go inside following her father.

Max approached Ziand as he exited the elevator.

"Sir, the meeting is about to begin." reports Max.

"Hm, Max can you deliver my daughter and my son .. hmm, I mean my daughter and her friend take them to my room." Ziand's orders stammered a little.

Ziand aligned himself with the princess. "Just go to my dad's room" he said before leaving.

"Okay, can you lend us a laptop?" disya whinek.

"Wait a few minutes, baby. Uncle Max will buy each of you." he replied and then kissed Disya's forehead a second time to make Ziand's heart warm up a little.

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ROOM CEO

"Al, what are you working on?" tanya Disya started her conversation.

"Can you not call me Al? that's very uncomfortable." said Morgan who is still busy with a new laptop.

"No, it's easier to call you Al anyway." Disya's lips won't lose.

"Yes okay, it's up to the big brother. I'm just trying to hack into someone else's account" Morgan revealed.

"Woow, cool. Who taught you?"

"Aunty Vivi, she used to teach me secretly. But because it was found out mother so mother nagging deh." adunya.

"Hahaha later ak~~"

Chequek!

The conversation between the two boys came to a halt and immediately looked at the door that opened suddenly without knocking.

Tara entered her boss room with the intention of teasing her again, considering that the meeting was over. That means it's time for him to act

"Well?" disya asked coldly to see aunty who often sought attention to her family.

"Loh Disya is here?" ask Tara.

"No, it's a demon." The grimness made Tara pout.

"Ngapain is aunty here, just disturb." circus Disya.

"You're meeting your father." Tara glanced at Morgan who was cool on her laptop.

"Eh son har*m is here." taunted Tara but Morgan seemed indifferent to the woman, after all she did not know him.

"Morgan isn't ana har*m!" disya Jerit.

"Disya, why do you want to be friends with this har*m child" said Tara.

"Pain you here heh, want to tease the CEO here huh. Oh yeah forgot he's a descendant of jal*ng." he continued to make Morgan not accept.

"Masa? Is there no glass in your house!? cih, unconscious bit*h!" challenge Morgan with courage.

"Whatdidyou say? just so you know your mother who jal*ng is actually bod*h. Hahaha it's a pity that you were born without a father." he sneered again.

Morgan's eyes reddened looking fiercely at Tara's face, seeing that there was a glass filled with water in front of her. Morgan threw the water and the glass at Tara, making her shirt wet.

Prangs!

The expensive glass fell smashed on the floor, Tara who had been ignited by emotions was about to throw a slap at her sister's son.

Brak!

The door of the study room was opened violently by Ziand, immediately he held Tara's hand and put the gun he held on his temple.

"Once you touch my son, I'll add* you in front of your parents." whispered Ziand who only Tara could hear.

Tara's body trembled at Ziand's threat, he dashed out as Ziand released the grip of his hand.

Morgan sat on the floor with tears flowing.

"Am I really har*m's son?" he said to himself. Ziand who saw that his heart throbbed in pain.

He approached Morgan and hugged her tightly. "No, you're not har*m's son."

Ziand sat himself on the sofa not far from the two boys, Morgan appointed him to dudum in his lap. And followed by Disya next to him.

"Hey boy, look here. You're not a har*m." ucao Ziand tried to calm Morgan down by bringing her little body into her arms and not forgetting to pull Disya's body together.

Morgan's cry broke out while in Ziand's arms, Morgan clutching Ziand's coat channeled his sense of regret.

Not wanting to stay silent, Ziand also stroked Morgan and Disya's backs.

***Where is this?

The beginning of Ziand's closeness to his son and daughter.

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