
"Mommy wasn't wrong, when are we going to get out of here, mom?" ask Intan again.
Intan understood perfectly well if Sania must be wondering inwardly, why did she suddenly ask for that.
Intan was sure, Sania definitely did not expect it at all.
"Are you serious, baby?" ask Sania to Intan. He still couldn't believe Intan said that.
Though when she ran away, Sania was already tired of thinking about the reason for Intan. But it turns out that Intan is the one who is now asking for it.
"Why did Intan suddenly want to leave here. Isn't Intan very happy to be here?" sania asked wanting to know the reason.
Intan smiled faintly and looked at Sania.
"Intan seneng really, Intan wants to have a father and brother fulfilled in this house."
"Then why would Intan want to go if some of Intan's happiness is here?"
"Because, this is not where we're mom. We're just strangers suddenly in this family. We also have nothing to do with this family" Intan explained.
Sania looked at Intan guiltily. Was she supposed to accept Fathan to be her husband then.
"I'm sorry, Mommy was thinking at the time that she had to accept Fathan to be part of our real family" Sania said.
"That's what mom is supposed to be. We need to get to know someone who will accompany the rest of our lives first and then to a serious pool. What's the rush for," said Intan wisely.
"Such a mommy kid, really" Sania pinched the little nose of Intan because of anxiety.
"Intan does not want mommy in the same life people live together, Bener said they should not be unmarried men and women live together, Intan does not like them lowly mom. Before we knew Fathan we could live together, now we can. We can repeat from the beginning right mom," said Intan holding both hands Sania.
Sania was stunned to hear her.
"Who are they... Did someone say it was like you?" ask Sania seriously.
"No mom, I accidentally heard the oars the waiter gossiped. I'm horrified all of them including Bang Fedrick who is fussy with Om Fathan, they're talking about all of them" Intan tweeted.
Intan who wants to drink water when the nights he thirsty. The servants were gathering and gossiping. Intan heard all of them .
Sania gave a small nod, in her heart she was grateful that Intan could understand.
"So we can start all over again. Together," said Sania smiling.
Like it was a good decision, just how to get away from the stubborn Fathan. The man would definitely not let them go.
He just ran away and the guy just locked him up and what else after this.
Sania should be able to act even harder to reject the man. That way Sania can leave.
Sania hoped it would work considering Fathan was not an easy person to work with.
"Yess, we can do his mom" Intan said.
***
"Carlos, take care of everything for a while, I'll go home. Later I will come back again," said Fathan while cleaning up some of his work that has been done and separating with that he had not had time to hold.
"Okay sir" said Carlos.
Fathan nodded and directly walked out of his room.
"Will you go home?" ask Fathan Lada to guard his house.
The man arrived quickly because he was carrying the car at medium speed.
"It's sir,"
"Mr Mark has not returned, only Miss Intan who has returned home with her friends, '" replied the security guard.
"Friends? female or male,"
"Female master,"
Hearing that made Fathan nod small. It's good if women. Fathan still does not want if Intan plunged into the world of dating.
Fathan immediately went to his study, and,
"I remember I put it here" said Fathan, who searched for Sania's room key and the other key.
The man had deliberately come home in the afternoon to visit Sania. Fathan is afraid that his woman will starve if she waits too long to go home.
Fathan wouldn't let anyone in there even if it was a waitress, he took care of all her needs.
Old Fathan confused looking for the key. Fathan even dismantled the table just to find the key.
"****, I put it where," upset Fathan who never got the key.
Fathan finally returns to his room to retrieve the spare key. Fortunately, the man still kept a duplicate.
"Stupid," jolted to himself as he thought about taking the spare key.
After getting what Fathan wants, the man rushes to the kitchen to get Sania lunch.
The man already told his waiter first," is it done?" ask Fathan.
"Already sir" said one of the servants.
"Good, come back to do your work" asked Fathan Lau after taking the lunch prepared by the waiter and bringing him to Sania's room.
"Did Intan eat?" asked Fathan to stop his steps. He just remembered Intan.
"Not sir, non Intan has not come down since then,"
"What is he doing in his room" muttered Fathan continuing his steps. He will follow Intan after taking care of Sania first.
Halfway up the stairs to Sania's room, Fathan sharpens his hearing when he hears Sania chatting with someone else. But his other voice was really familiar to his ears.
Fathan finally accelerated his footsteps. The closer he got to hearing clearly.
"Princess" shocked her at the door when she saw Sania and diamond who were now sitting together on the bed.
"Why is it here?" ask Fathan who doesn't know what he wants to say.
Intan's existence there really surprised him. I don't know where the girl can get in there when not even one is granted access by her.
Accidentally, Fathan can also see the key lying on the bed.
Turns out that Intan took her, it's worth it that she couldn't find the key. But how can Intan get it.
"I took her om, sorry sassy. But I want to meet my mommy," said Intan who saw Fathan glancing toward his key.
Fathan was stunned Bahakan was almost speechless as Intan changed his call. There was a sense of wrongful disbelief on Fathan's day. The man's heart suddenly hurt when he heard it because Fathan was used to Intan calling his Daddy even more so he was already very fond of Intan as his daughter.
"Huh? om. Are you kidding me right?" Fathan laughed a little. The man still thinks positively if Intan is just joking at him and Fathan desperately hopes his thoughts are correct.
"Not that's true. Om is not Daddy Intan, Daddy diamond has gone far," said Intan Lagi make Fathan silent while staring flat at his second.
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