
Mr. All Zigra frowned his forehead staring at the paper bag before him as his secretary had walked out of the room. The man slowly opened with a careful movement, into it and saw a paper that had written something in it.
All zigra hastily grabbed the paper slowly, trying to read the writing for some time until he finally seemed to frown long enough to realize who made the writing.
They say this is good for the health of the body of the daddy, maybe the price is not much, but the value of his health will be enough to make the daddy need her. Don't refuse him, because I'm sure daddy needs him.
Hayat Hazal Azzura,
Daughter-in-law daddy 🤗.
Don't forget to be happy, dad.
The line of writing makes All zigra instantly unmoved, he let his eyeballs continue to be evenly distributed towards the writing for some time until finally the man turned his head because of the contents of his paper bag slowly.
There is a box of ginseng medicine and also some other health medicine in there, there is a heart rate regulator and also a book in it, it does not cost much, maybe. But as written the value is quite meaningful to him.
Assume that giving her is not a daughter-in-law to her in-laws, see me as the daughter who gives attention to her father, daddy.
The man still did not budge and he did not let out his voice at all allowing himself to be immersed in his complicated thoughts.every line of words written by the woman made him quite lost for words.
he could not describe the feeling that at this moment, among the rest of the anger that had hit him, was a part of the Trench of his heart that was touched by the attention that the woman had given him. Maybe so far he didn't get it from his daughter's son.
Mr. All Zikra let his hands open one by one herbal medicine and also ginseng medicine and vitamins in front of him slowly, then he opened the book in front of him.
Not knowing why he suddenly felt that there was one side of his heart that made him feel that he was not okay when he looked at the book at this moment, he carefully tried to turn the body around slowly, letting his fingers open sheet by sheet the book where his eyeballs slowly stared and read the part of the book before him at this time.
Mr. All Zigra did not open his voice at all and he allowed himself to struggle in what he saw at the moment, read one by one the words before him until finally the man slowly closed his eyeballs for some time.
The man leaned his body against the chair where he was, trying to calm himself down in a state of being.