The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 58

"Pa, anyway Zesya wants to have ade, period, if not papa mending go back to Jakarta !!" said Zesya then ran into the house with a bag of ice cream and sausages ready to eat.

"Well, that kid.. How to try to give him a sister, while the Steven just visited his house at all." muttered Zehan, then walked gontay to the house. Just a few steps stopped because his phone rang, his forehead seemed to frown until both eyebrows were almost interlocked when he saw a new number listed there.

"Hello.."Zehan again looked at the screen of his phone to make sure the phone connection was already connected because there was no answer from across there.

"Haloo" said Zehan once again.

" Ha.. hello sir, is this true with Mr Zehan Akhilendra Hirawan?" there was a woman's voice but it sounded like someone was nervous.

"Yes my own? Sorry who's this with...?" instead of getting a reply back, Zehan instead heard a man frantically calling out someone's name, with Zehan's confused face and then keeping his phone away from his ears, and his shoulders were astonished, and thought it was just a prankster then he immediately turned off his connection and continued his footsteps into the house. His son was no longer visible to his nose.

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"Galuh !! Shame !! Conscious Luh! iissh kumaha is making faint sagala!" exclaiming Reifan panicked because Galuh suddenly fainted just like that. Reifan then raised Galuh's body to another room where they rested, then looked for eucalyptus or the like to immediately resuscitate Galuh, a few moments later slowly the girl was aware of his stings.

"Maneh kunaon anyway? ujug-ujug fainted?" reifan said with a serious face. But the girl just fell silent in a daze, scowling.

"Yeuh yeuh nginum heula" Reifan then helped Galuh to sit down and then offered a glass of warm sweet tea with slices of ginger made by the mother of the rice stall next to their store.

At home, already about half Zehan around the car and the yard and yard area like he was looking for something there, Hasya who had just been from the store followed along frowning confused by her husband's behavior.

"Mas.. Are you looking for ap?" reproofing.

"Dear, this is mas again find the wallet that has his ATm card.but I'm looking for nothing to see."

"Where did Emang mas come from? Wallet how could it be?" semot Hasiah.

"So the mas from the mini market, had bought Zesya ice cream with snacks"

"Fall is sure"

"That's why I'm looking for Yang"

"iish, what is it?"

" It's just a few dollars, a black card, some ATm doang anyway, but the important thing is there is a business card from Mr. Hoshino from Japan, the plan today would love to give Gibran, uh his wallet even rasoh out of nowhere?" clearly Zehan was just casually as if the precious things he had mentioned were nothing. Hasya could not cover up her shock at what her husband explained.

"just anyone? Mas said just??!!"

"Yes yes.."

"The money is not how, dirupahkan also not sampe one too, if black card and ATm can be blocked from the mas account directly, continue to make new again. It's just Mr. Hoshino's business card that is unfortunate if it goes missing, to meet him the song is a bit difficult" Hasya shook his head, want to be surprised but her husband is right, to meet him the song is a bit difficult, everything in the wallet he could get back easily, except the important client business card, especially Mr. Hoshino is famous for being very serious and detailed. Losing his business card is the same as losing his trust.

Zehan's phone rang again, he frowned again but immediately picked it up, who knew this phone from a kind person who found his wallet and wanted to return it.

"Hello,,"

"Ha. hello Mr. Zehan, sa.i Galuh, the keeper of the Khasanah minimarket," Zehan's face scowled, in his thought how the girl could find out his phone number.

"Owh yeah, what's wrong? How do I know my phone number?"

"Ah. This sir, sa. I. had found a wallet lying in the parking lot, sorry but earlier sir, I was sassy to open the wallet father, father, but if it's not so I can't figure out the owner of this wallet and give it back to the owner."

" Ah.. it really fell there huh?"

"Hmm if so can not be delivered to the resort, later I shareloc, all I was treated to dinner as my gratitude, how? can we?"

"Ah. no need sir, but later my wallet will be delivered there"

"Don't be so mbak, just think of this as a friend"

"Hmm how is it?"

"I'll be angry"

"Ah. that. well sir later I go there, but please do not buy something expensive, understand me kampung"

"Look easy, then I'll see you tonight" Zehan concluded.

"Who would you like to eat malem, who would you like?" search Hasya suspiciously. Zehan who understood his wife's guts hid his smile.

"Why come?"

"Ngga" said Hasya ketus hide his anxiety.

"Yes" Zehan said as he got into his car. Hasya who saw it immediately threw a sharp delicacy with a pouting face.

"Oiya, Sya, Today we had dinner outside, maybe we went to the resort, so you don't have to wait for us to come home" Zehan explained.

"Tumbens?" Hasya Makij was suspicious, because at first glance Hasya heard the voice of a woman across the phone there.

"hmmm if I'm honest, say what about "a pan? Are you going to be angry?" netra Hasya rounded perfectly with the chest cavity which began to look up and down because of burning jealousy.

"Well, you're jealous, you girl" inner Zehan

"Let's just remember baby, mas jajan in a clean place really, Yes do not go first yes, see you tomorrow" pamit Zehan then turned on his car and just left Hasya who was still staring to digest all Zehan's words just now. Moments later after Zehan's car didn't look he was really emotional.

"Zehan Akhilendra Hirawan, just look out for you dare to mess around me to not rest !!! hasya shouted in anger. Zesya approached her jealous mother, simply because of the word "jajan".

"Ma, .." call Zesya.

"What, you haven't eaten ice cream yet??!" bentak Hasya's.

"Iissshh why is Zesya a target? Zesya had eaten earlier, so Zesya ate snacks bought by papa"

"Zesya went into the house, son, before mom got more emotional"

"Emang papa want to snack what the hell ma?" asked Zesya acting plain.

"go in Zesya !!" snapped mommy.

"Hmmm, Zesya call papa ah, let's bring the snacks home"

"How dare he bring this house to run out of his future!!" threaten Hasya while stomping her legs and leaving Zesya alone.

"RIP steven papa" said Zesya smiling intently.

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