Little Girl Om Doctor

Old Nauseous Old Om

Right on that very day, De came to the apartment. He and Cyara have agreed to transfer Andrew, in De's hands there is a power of attorney stating that Cyara has the right to determine where Andrew will be treated. Because she is his real daughter.

Cyara has also asked Clarissa for help to distract Riana. So that the woman does not come to the hospital, until she completes the transfer process.

"Have breakfast?" de asked Cyara who had just put the hat on her head. The beautiful girl with thin lips nodded.

"Here, Om."

"All right, let's go!" said De while taking Cyara's hand to hold him. Cyara was a little surprised, but the next second she smiled instead. Feeling happy, because De treated her so sweetly.

They finally left the apartment. Along the passageway they passed, as well as inside the elevator, De simply did not let go of their grasp.

Arriving at the basement, De immediately opened the car door and told Cyara to come in. Only then did he circle the front of the car and sit behind the wheel. There was no talk between them, until the luxury car went onto the highway.

Just like before, when out of the apartment Cyara always wears closed clothes. Because he is still a figure sought by many people, he should not appear on the surface carelessly.

"Om, but what if there are Uncle's emissary bodyguards there?" cyara asked, breaking the silence between them. In the car, she takes off her hat and mask so De can see Cyara's pretty face, including her thin lips.

"Just relax, I've borrowed some of my brother's bodyguards."

Cyara looked at De again, the man was more able to act relaxed now. In fact, not infrequently De gives a physical touch to him, as it is today, with an anxious De damaged the top of Cyara's head until the girl's hair is a little disheveled.

"Ish, Om. Later Cia becomes ugly," complained the girl while pushing De's burly hand from her head.

"You're ugly, who calls you beautiful?"

"Daddy, Daddy always said that Cia was beautiful."

"Just one person you're proud of."

"Let it be, what matters is that someone calls me beautiful."

"What about me?"

"Hem—" Cyara instantly returned De's eyes. Those blue eyeballs look so beautiful, "what does that mean?" connect the girl by folding her forehead.

"What if I also call you beautiful? Will you be happy?"

The blush! Unknowingly Cyara's cheeks instantly blushed. He lowered his gaze and threw away the face with a small smile that grew wider and wider.

What say? Also called it pretty? Just because of that compliment, Cyara could be this happy? Cih, even his heart was pounding, like someone who was in love.

"Hey, I asked how? Not to answer even a vague smile!" ketus De resuscitated Cyara from his reverie. De pulled the gas pedal back, then ran the car because the lights had turned green.

Cyara changed wrong behavior, it turns out De was always ruining his expectations, he thought the man sincerely called her beautiful. "Cih, no! I'm not happy!"

Now it was Cyara's turn to answer tightly. However, instead of feeling annoyed, De even more anxious. I want her to bite Cyara's lips, if necessary until she bleeds. The girl always makes her days feel different.

"Why? Is there another guy you like?"

"Like what?! Anyway Om use tanya, should be sensitive a little dong!" Cyara was getting angry. Hearing that De immediately chuckled loudly while turning his car to get into the hospital gate.

They've arrived. When the car stopped, Cyara grabbed the door handle, and De held it. "Wait, I want to ask you."

"What?"

"Why should I be sensitive?"

Cyara straightened her front teeth, she lowered her hat and immediately opened the door. Before closing it Cyara yells in annoyance at De. "Think about it yourself! You old shit sucks!"

Brak!