Not Glass Cans

87. Baby Sugar

"Ehem... Elsi.., are you daydreaming?" Deheman at once reprimanded Mr. David I responded with a smile. I was indeed swept away in the devotional.

"No, sir.." Mr. David also smiled as he gave a small nod looking at me. As if I was daydreaming.

"Good, Elsi. The girl abstains from daydreaming.." My lips are smiling, but my heart is sour. This graceful father, as wise as he spoke to me.

But..Why is she so weak with her daughter. Why not act as a real father to his daughter. Salah continued to be held, forgetting who would be the guardian of the girl before marrying in front of Him.

"Elsi, come on eat, don't hesitate.. Do you think I'm too old to have dinner with you..?" David asked what sounded uncomfortable. It shouldn't be a problem for us like this.

"No, sir. You look bright and not old." Mr. David smiled and sipped concentrated tea from his glass, maybe it was unsweetened tea. The face of the walkot sir does look fresh and has not wrinkled. My penilanku is not excessive.

However, his potent treatment of Anggun reminded me of my late father. My father loved me very much. But don't spoil me that way. Dad will be angry and assertive if I make a mistake, whether I intentionally or not. And ended with my sweet promise not to repeat. Oh, I miss you, Dad!

"Open.." Spoon in my hand for a moment. Mr. David's call on my name feels different.

"Yes, sir." I looked at Chow Yun Fat Kawe's face in front of me.

"Thank you for your compliment. I feel lucky to have dinner with you tonight. You're a very attractive girl, Elsi." David is smiling. Her smile was still warm, but the shade of her smile was only faintly left. Replaced with a smile similar to Zayn's that night.

"Thank you, sir. You praise me excessively." Quickly I scoop up more food on the plate. I want to withdraw from him immediately.

"No. That's a fact of yours, Elsi."

"El.., do you have a passport?" He started calling me El, walkot was impressed trying to get along with me. Is it just my feeling..?

"No, sir. But I want to have one too." The word passport reminds me of the bad guy. He didn't take me to Singapore because I didn't have a passport. Zayn wanted me to come too. But he didn't seem interested in telling me to take care of my passport...

"Just do it, El. Rizal I'll tell you to help you." Mr. David is done with the business on his plate. And soon my plate will run out too. Mr. David again sipped concentrated tea in his clear glass.

"You can come with me safely. I've been abroad a lot alone, El. It feels bored like that. I'm glad you're interested in going with me. Of course with my own work, not from the government. You can shop as you like with me." David looked at me constantly. I ignore it, even though it feels so uncomfortable.

"Are you not afraid of being a gossip?" I would of course want to know this.

"No one will see. Rizal's gonna set it up, El.." I thought, this is the answer. Rough term..., he's in need of sugar baby..! Perhaps for the interested, this handsome Chow Yun Fat kawe is a tempting easy target!

"My offer has no time limit. Whenever, if you want, say.. I hope you're interested, El.. " Mister David appears to have taken his cell phone out of the pocket of the shirt behind the sweater he was wearing.

"Is the data about you coming in still appropriate?" The big hand stalled the phone at me. I saw on the screen, the database about me, everything was clearly and accurately listed there. Even all the size of me. Complete and detailed.. Maybe it's just my boyfriend's name he hasn't written yet, because it doesn't exist... The data is no longer about population, but data is spying on the population.

"This data about me is too complete, sir. Who's making it?" I put the phone in my hand again to the nearby table. Like I don't mind the data.

"The rizal that sums up." Chow Yun Fat Kawe had saved his phone back.

"The father asked..?" I made sure that this was the other side of the walkot pack.

"Yes, El. Sorry, I'm very curious about you. I didn't think I could bring you here. I thought you were still working for my son-in-law." Mr. David pressed his back, but the big hand had piled up on my left hand, and the pace of squeezing my fingers. I force my hand. It's worse than Anthony Lung's squeeze!

"It looks like it's almost late at night, sir. I have to go home. Thanks for the explanation and the banquet." I said slowly to him. Honestly, I was afraid that he would be offended or angry, and instead act to my detriment. It could be that I was with a ferocious male bear...

"Excuse me, sir." I nodded my head at the dumb-struck David looking at me. I stood up and rushed back to the door.

"Wait, El.. I'll take you. Rizal's home. It's over work!"

The hand that almost pulled the door I stopped, I got my head. David stood up from his chair. I looked at her and weighed her face. Well, I think getting ushered in by him is better, than I'm confused about how to get home. Uda Fahri.Yet-night like this, I was reluctant and reluctant. I wish I was always enveloped in good luck!