PAPA LOVE ME

7. Cafes.

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**Di**this is Zea now, the girl is in her langan caffe. For the time being he only wanted to be alone, Zea smiled wryly at his miserable life. In the crowd of Caffe visitors, the girl felt lonely.

Have you ever been the same in Zea's position? It feels so bad, doesn't it?

Inevitably the girl needed an outlet to reduce all the burdens in her life, her left hand reached into the jacket she wore and she took out a pack of cigarettes and a fire bat.

Zea did not take long to burn it, she flanked one cigarette between the folds of her two thin lips, and she lit a fire-winder.

Malboro Edege Smooth Flavor, became his best outlet at this time. The cigarette was always in his pocket as well as his school bag.

In about 15 minutes the girl had managed to sip cigarettes almost two sticks, accompanied by her favorite coffee latte.

"Are you disappointed to see me like this? Forgive Zea pardon Zea, if you mischievously pay attention to me then I will still be naughty." He said softly while holding back his tears that were about to fall.

Until the ringing of the phone in his jacket pocket rang, making the girl a little dumbfounded and crowding in heart. Then he reached into the phone, then saw the name of the penelfon, Zea's eyes immediately sparkled and answered the call quickly.

“Hallo, Oma dear, Oma how are you?” he was enthusiastic while sipping his cigarette occasionally, fortunately Oma Dinar did not call using a video call. So Zea won't be caught smoking.

UHUK!! UHUK!! UHUK!!

Zea smothered her own mouth, afraid that Omanya heard, surely she would be furious if she found out she had not stopped smoking.

“Zea darling, tell me honestly with Oma. Your voice sounds hoarse, you cry again, huh? Keep smoking too, right?”

Instead of answering Zea's question, the old woman on the phone asked her back. Making Zea pout her lips, she didn't know how to answer.

“Eeeh, not really Zea was crying," The girl's alibi laughed crisply, "emm, that's it, Zea still can't stop smoking Oma, sorry." He said softly by bowing his head, without orders from the girl immediately turned off his cigarette.

“Are you okay? is papa scolding you again?” Oma always memorized the behavior of this girl, she also did not think about the behavior of her son.

If to be honest Oma really hates Baskara getting married again, she is not willing to admit Susanti and her son became part of the Adiputra family. They don't deserve. Especially since Baskara married again, his height became arrogant and arrogant. To the extent that he forgot his own mother, he never visited to see her.

“I am okay,” the girl did not answer the second question from Omanya, she did not want to be a burden for the people around her what else Oma and Brother. He doesn't want to.

"Alright, Oma knows you're lying. But, do you not miss this omamu? It's been a month you haven't played here" asked Omanya in a typical tone she was upset.

The words made Zea widen her eyes, but she thought she had not seen the old woman for two weeks. Come on, Zea's memory is very good. And of course Zea knows, if this is just his omniscience.

“True son Dilan, that miss is heavy, and this old woman misses you very much. So come here my shawl, okay? See you at the mansion and be careful on the road, huh?” without hearing Zea's approval, the connection was broken by Oma's side. Make the girl upset, always the omen act like that.

Then what the fuck was that? Bring her ex-lover named Dilan all, Do not-don't omanya was watching a movie that is in the care of many teenagers. Jesus, Zea admits it's still too current.

But it doesn't matter, because he misses the old woman too, how long ago he visited with Kelvin.

Speaking of his single brother, Zea forgot that today the girl had not told Kelvin. If he left without telling her first, it was certain that his brother would not give him pocket money. Ohoho, Zea won't.

Then look for his brother's beloved name in WA contact, behind the name there is a Monkey emoticon that fits perfectly for Kelvin. After that he said goodbye, and Kelvin sent a greeting to oma.

With Zea's definite steps immediately out of the Caffe, he was about to start his motorbike but suddenly, his eyes saw a middle-aged woman. The woman was being confronted by robbers, He struggled to grab her bag, but the two thugs forcibly took her bag.

“REGARD HIM!?” the two thugs stopped the action, and focused their eyes on Zea.

“Interesting once can meet,” said the thug with the burly body who stepped forward to approach the girl.

“Who is he?”

“The head of the JAKMOGE gang, and also said he was a Taekwondo.”

“Good if so, let's see how strong this lopsided brat's ability is!” that thug ledk made Zea want to hit her ass right away.

“It's okay to be fat-haired, than the two of you, his head shaved like a bolam. So don't talk too much!! Come here hit me!” Instantly the two thugs widened their eyes slightly surprised and annoyed as well.

Zea was a little overwhelmed at first, but she tried to hold back her energy so as not to drain away. While the situation was in favor, Zea's kicks and punches were able to subvert one by one the thugs and within minutes, the two thugs had collapsed.

"If I see you guys robbing here again, I'll make sure you both take your heads off!! I keep making decorations in the chicken coop." Finish Zea while kicking the two thugs' chests in turn.

Not yet had the girl to say goodbye, the two thugs got up and ran away.

"Basar gondrong coward!! Uh, bald deng... Haha!!" In between Zea's laughter he approached the woman he had helped.

“Sama-sama aunty, next time be careful yes. You see a lot of thugs in this area.” said Zea with a little smile, then he stepped his feet away. But his hand was suddenly pulled by the woman, inevitably the girl turned her body back.

“This is for you, as a sign of gratitude, for helping aunt.” the woman smiled very sincerely and put a few pieces of money in Zea's palm.

“Sorry yes aunt, but I'm in a hurry... Before this money I received and please give this money to those who need more. I do not need money.” Zea returned the money and left immediately.

The girl was able to hit the middle-aged woman, all this time she was less sharing to people who were difficult. The woman continued to look at the girl's back which was disappearing using her big motorbike.

"Thank you, that's great for him. Whoever the parents are, they must be proud of the kid." He praised slowly, after which the woman frowned, "but the girl was very similar to someone, but who was it...?"

The woman was upset because she forgot to ask something that is ‘name', she crowed in her heart, how did she forget about it? He prayed that one day he could meet the girl again, not wanting to bother anymore, he walked towards his luxury car and left immediately.

...***...

The spacious mansion using a blend of cream and brown colored paint has been in front of Zea. With a towering iron fence in solid jet black, do not forget the beautiful garden around to the entrance. There were also a few bodyguards ready 86 in front of the entrance, let alone the door of his large mistress room.

Zea stepped leisurely, making the bodyguards smile kindly towards her. They were very well memorized with the granddaughter of the great mistress, they always respected Zea like a princess.

"Don't bend!! This is not in Japan." The girl's orders, made them all smile very sincerely while nodding.

Zea is very good, if only Oma Dinar knew they did not carry out his orders well, surely all would be upset. The bodyguards opened the room door carefully, afraid to meet the big madam.

"Oma!!”

The girl turned her head on the door of the room, where she saw Oma sitting on the bed holding a photo album.

“Oh, my granddaughter finally came too, come here baby,” the old woman's eyes sparkled when her only granddaughter really wanted to come according to her, but she just joked to tell her to come here. But Zea is different from Baskara, her papa is always busy just to see her.

After hugging so tightly it finally slipped away as well.

“Oma again what?” ask the girl to come closer and sit on the edge of the bed.

Notya replied, Oma instead opened page by page like she wanted to show something to the girl. Stopping at a family photo complete with all the members of the Adiputra family in his time, Oma rubbed a picture of a man standing next to her. Maybe it was her husband.

"He's your grandfather, just as handsome as your papa," he said in a raucous voice, Zea could only hug him to calm him down.

Wherever Oma will always love her grandfather, the two used to work together to survive. Until he became a successful businessman. Not long after that the grandfather died, and all the company's assets were given to Baskara as his only son.

“Woah, this is little Zea right?” his eyes sparkled, when he found a picture of his young self on the bench by his very graceful mother.

Zea, who used to be very different from the current one, has long hair and only one piercing in her ear. But now inversely proportional to his hair in a cut and piercing in his ear already 3.

“Iya,” he said softly, “why did you change your appearance dear? You are prettier to be a whole woman.” asked Oma in a sad tone.

“Because Zea wants to get papa's attention, Zea knows that I am not like Zea who used to be, if in a good way papa still ignored me then in a naughty way I will get noticed by her.” Zea said at length, she was unable to look at her eyes.

“Do you hate your papa?”

“While I can hate it, Zea can never hate it.”

“Why did you stay in that house? even though you suffer in it baby,” the wrinkled hand touched Zea's face, she admired her grandson. He stared at the look in Zea's eyes which exuded an aura of deep sorrow and trauma.

“There is no reason I live there, which is for sure I will not let anyone play papa again Oma.” Said the girl staring at the photo on her shoulder. Zea's premonition, Susanti only wants her papa's treasure.

“Oma believe, you're a good girl. Oma also believes that one day you will change everything for the better” Zea immediately embraced Omanya, she could not reply again to those words.

...***...

After the omana house, the girl rushed home, in the lyrics seklias hour allloji in her hand showed at 21:00. Arriving at the gate, Mr. Irawan as security guard opened the door swiftly. The girl bowed politely to Mr. Irawan, not forgetting that she also thanked him.

“Until when will Mr Baskara be fair to non Zea? though he was a very good and polite child with parents.” sad sir Irawan mengadap pungungung Zea who increasingly away.

Somehow Zea would rather roam outside than inside this rumour. Slowly but surely he opened the main door knob and started to step in. The first thing he saw was his dad holding a laptop on the couch. But Zea didn't care about it, she kept going until the end.

“Where have you been?” asked her father coldly, "from last day to day and round the night." Another imbibing.

“I go anywhere or even die even if it's none of your business!” the girl emphasized her last word. Then he left immediately, not caring about his papa's gaze.

To be honest, Baskara was troubled when the girl no longer called papa, was she too much for Zea?

But the shadow of his late wife flashed through his mind, because that was what kept him from hating Zea.

Zea's eyes, Zea's smile, Zea's mannerisms, Zea's voice... Just like his wife whom he loved so much.