The Choice of a Little Girl Papa

Storybook

The morning begins with a commotion that makes the ears hurt.

"buy the story books" said rangga with messy hair.

"what book, sir?" the one who asked was Zan.

"story book" he said over and over again.

what story book is the problem? it's been 15 minutes maybe like this. story books are a lot, right? one bookstore in all of his storybooks.

"zan sooner and daita hates me" stared lazily at zan.

zan is like a slow guy, really.

"quickly" stood up after finishing acting there.

zan immediately frowned outside, opening the car door for Rangga. he Masi wondered what did this young master mean?.

"have you been hit by a nightmare?" grab the seat of the steering wheel.

"no sir" shook his head quickly.

"why are you such a slow guy?" the protest was half-snarled.

zan is silent does not know what to answer.his mind is not focused.

"hey why are you passing through here?" notice the turns that zan took.

"where are we going, sir?" he just braked.

"fucking bookstore" kicked hard at that steering chair.

upset himself he.

"sorry, sir" turned the wheel.

"you want to die?" he shouted after seeing zan who did not stick the gas at all.

"excuse me sir" this time he actually planted the gas and turned the wheel around.

what's with Zan today?.

the car arrived at a large mall and not crowded visitors.because it is only 10 am. do not know also the bookstore is open or not. hopefully already, already, if it does not run out already this place is a rangga impingement.

"quickly look for the book" asked Rangga who was just standing next to the cashier's desk.

"good morning mister no one can s–" a woman came from the strip of the cashier table and instantly fell silent instantly.

"young lord rangga? is he really the rangga's master?" dropping a papa who was first in his hand.

"bring all the story books you have" there are employees of this store, right, all you ask.

the woman regained her senses and blinked her eyes several times. "s–my?" pointing to himself.

"is there anyone else besides you?" his tone of voice was not very friendly.

the woman went straight from there, into a room that seemed to be where the other books were.

"m–sorry sir, we have 200 titles of children's story books, legend tales and folktales" the woman returned with a paper in her hand.

"bring all" said rangga.

which one is this btw?

"this master's storybook" was also mentioned immediately appeared.

zan appeared while carrying about 15 books in his hand.His handsome face was obstructed by the pile of books.

"good" just staring without helping zan.

"master 200 titles of books were sent today?" the woman came out again, a hint of sweat visible on her forehead.

"b–baik sir" went back into the room.

there it looks crowded, because it has been 30 minutes they are there. pile the books that zan brought earlier have been handed over to other employees to be counted.

for a long time, Rangga wanted to go home quickly. met the one who asked for his wishes of course. he only had to sign proof of multiplication.fear at mono poly he said.

"this master is nominal" pointed to a screen on the cashier's desk.

zan just stood there, he looks so different today.

"do you know who I am?" put both hands on the cashier's desk.

"m–maaf sir" immediately lowered his head.he forgot something.

one of the great women mentioned his nominal to the rangga, because the one who has this mall is him.

finally, the activity of buying books today was completed. Rangga and zan out of the bookstore was followed by several male employees from the store who carried 200 books that had been put in a bag.

"quick zan fast" patted zan's back like a child who was impatient to go home.

zan just shook his head, astonished he did not know what was going on as awkward.he went down in a hurry and immediately called out his name.

finally he arrived, immediately rangga jumped from the car. Pak tan aja was shocked to squirm it, but it was not long, but it was not long, zan immediately called some maidservants including sari to bring 5 bags containing 200 books earlier. oh of course all women, all women, can rampage who have a house if who will carry the bags of men's servants.as they will enter the room, of course, will meet the young lady.

"woman" call rangga with a smile as bright as the sun and as sweet as sugar.

"why are you here?" squinted his eyes.

"is it forbidden to come here?" raised his eyebrows with a smile that was still etched.

danita turned her gaze to the female servants who entered while carrying some handbags.

"that's what, baby?" pointing at the bags placed beside the bed.

"storybook" he answered proudly and confidently because it had fulfilled his wife's cravings.

danita peeked at the contents, she frowned checking all the books.

"what a pussy about pregnant books?" back in her arms with a book in her hand.

"what is that book?" scratching head.

"book about pregnancy dear" replied Danita.

"is there really nothing?" pointing to the bags that were there.

"this is all the story books, baby"

rangga scratched his back hair in confusion.

"dear buyin, huh?" installing puppy eyes.

hold rangga resistant. "iya" smile wide and sweet.

he stepped out and closed the door.

bughh

one kick landed fixed on zan's leg.

zan who was daydreaming immediately fell down and grimaced.

"fuck" he said down the stairs without caring about zan who was in pain there.

this is the rangga now, will smile sweetly in front of the danita and behave satan in other places.

SERIATE

ps: remind the author if there is a typo