Teacher Teach Young Master

Twelve Chapter .. Pick Up By Dad

Afternoon has arrived, now Fathia can relax because if the afternoon she does not need to teach Yanza about this it.

Therefore, now the woman is sitting relaxed on the porch chair of the house by enjoying a cup of hot chocolate by staring at the beauty of the afternoon sky.

But his gaze and his audience immediately focused towards the rusty gate, there was a crowd of men dressed in black with one person staring at Fathia sharply.

"Huh, "Fathia shuddered in horror when she saw it, but even so Fathia still got up from her seat to get closer to the gate. Who knows if they have a need to come to his house.

"Whose gentlemen? " asked Fathia when it arrived right in front of the gate but she did not immediately open the gate first, for fear they intended evil towards him or even to his mother.

"Where's Yanza? " without answering the man who was looking at him sharply it immediately gave a question.

"What is your business with Yanza? " ask Fathia back casually.

"That's not important! the most important thing now is where is Yanza? " the man said with a thunderous voice.

"Tell me who you are first! " ask Fathia in a firm voice because her interlocutor is already high-pitched.

"Boss, do I need to shoot him? " ask the man softly, pointing a gun in his hand.

"Don't be rash, "the man that the Boss called out immediately gave a sharp look to his men.

The man looked back at Fathia coldly, the man named Arson was the father of Yanza actually already feeling careless to face the woman in front of him. But he does not like to play blood with people who do not sin with him.

Arson's hands had begun to try to open the rusty gate, but the result was nil.

"Eits, what are you doing? if you just want to make a troublemaker in this house better go! " fathia snapped while pointing at the direction of the road.

"You kicked me out? I'm gonna fire you! " threaten Arson but Fathia doesn't believe it.

"Fired me? it's you si~"

"Fathia? what's up, "

A voice managed to stop Fathia's unfinished speech, she quickly turned around and saw Harra pushing her wheel so that the chair she was sitting in could walk. While beside Harra, Yanza was walking, but his eyes were looking hard at his father Arson.

Arson was looked at by his own biological son, just hit back at his son's stare more sharply which managed to make Yanza stop his gaze for fear if his father was angry and it would have a bad effect on him.

"It's Mom, that crazy guy forced his way in. He confessed that he was Yanza's father and of course I couldn't believe it so I didn't allow him to enter, and at worst he threatened to fire me. Who is he? My boss?" obviously Fathia was at length which made Arson look at her sharply even very sharply.

'The girl was really brave apparently, '

"He is indeed my father" Yanza said sarcastically looking at Fathia.

Fathia immediately turned her head towards Yanza, her mouth wide open in disbelief but the one who said it was Yanza herself.

"Hahaha, look. Anaku had already admitted it and now open the gate, "the sound of Arson's laughter was shaking with a satisfied smile.

Fathia was flat-footed for him, if that crazy man was Yanza's father that meant he was the Boss? and after this he will definitely fire him to realize what he just said.

Harra who saw the incident in front of his own eyes could only remain silent, he had been used to it since his little son. Fathia is indeed stubborn and not easy to believe in someone especially if the person is a stranger to him.

Then the twenty-five-year-old girl walked back towards the rusty gate, and her hands began to open the gate.

After the gate opened, Arson immediately entered and approached Yanza and looked at him.

"I know you're fascinated by my good looks that exceed your good looks, but please don't look at me like that because I'm afraid you'll be more insecure" Yanza said with confidence.

"Yes, you're a handsome boy." Arson responded with pride because his son was so confident.

"Already, now let's go home. "take Arson while reaching for Yanza's tiny hand.

"Ehm, earlier I apologized Sir. Because you had dared to fight you earlier and em and." I don't know suddenly his tongue was my tongue to say word for word.

"I've forgiven you, but from today and this very second you'll be fired!" arson said loudly that made Fathia limp for a moment, he had tried to work well but was fired. Especially now that finding work is difficult like looking for gold in the gutter.

"But Tuan~" his brain somehow becomes difficult to find the right words, even his eyes are now looking at Yanza with a pleading gaze but the one in the face only looks at him cynically.

"I don't care" said Arson, pulling Yanza's hand to leave.

"Yanza Handsome saying goodbye to go home first, Grandma, if there is any time I will come here, " cried Yanza who entered his father's car, while Harra only nodded with a small smile on her lips.

"You go home and rest, "Arson said to his men and they just followed, because honestly they were very tired after working so hard.

Brem!

All the cars that were parked in a mess in front of the gate of his house are now gone, as well as Arson's car.

Fathia only looked at the cars with a pushy look, then she turned to look at her mother who was staring at her with sadness.

"Huaa Mother! hyks hyks, " cried Fathia and ran into the arms of the Mother, spilling everything there with Harra trying to calm her daughter.

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Inside the car there was only silence, with Arson focusing on driving towards his house while Yanza looked out the window and that was when the little boy shouted.

"Dad stop! "

Cheek up!

The car stopped suddenly, lucky on the road was not so crowded that it did not cause fatal events.

"Yanza, what's wrong!? " ask Arson growling annoyed.

"My handsome father, though better-looking I am, eh, can your favorite child ask for something? " pinta Yanza with a pleading face.

"Hem, well, what do you want Yanza? "

"Look, "his index finger points towards the toy store, "I want to add to my leg collection, "

"Well, Yanza, "