The Choice of a Little Girl Papa

Not In The Conjecture

Tonight is a very unusual night for zan. when his desire has reached its limits, curious and wants to reach already at the bottom of his heart.

"i have to get it" he swiftly grabbed the jacket he took in his closet.

he grabbed the car keys that he placed carelessly on the table, whether to go where he was with his car.

The car he was carrying drove across the crowded streets, glimpsed by his watch shows just entering at 8 pm. of course, this hour is already crowded with people who have their own business.

Car next to a cafe.

he just went in and sat in the corner as usual.the barista who was staring in wonder zan, why did he not raise his hand as usual?.

"do you not want to order?" finally the barista approached him.

"i was waiting for someone" he said with a slight smile.

"good" lowered his head and returned the shirt where he worked.

a little confused but choose to mix coffee-coffee owned by his customers.

the door was open, because the sound of the bells would be heard when the door opened.The cafe waiter at the cashier table immediately greeted him kindly, while continuing to press his hand on the place of ordering it.

that person was the one who zan was waiting for. yes the rasya. without hesitation he immediately raised his hand to rasya. fortunately the barista was busy, the barista was busy, otherwise he would have thought zan raised his hand for her.

"he called me?" looking back, afraid that he might have mistaken.

but he immediately rounded his eyes when the face that he really did not want to meet was in front of him.ah indeed the incident still embarrassed him.

"are you blind?" said zan furious because rasya did not walk to him and even roared like a fool.

rasha walked over.

"why are you here?" he sat in front of Zan.

"do you own this cafe?" his sinlessness without sin.

okay rasha forgot her interlocutor's 60-door refrigerator.

"are you lonely to the point that you called me?" the goal is to be ugly but he himself is made to creep instantly.

how not? zan immediately glared at him.

"haiss can't be joked around once" he muttered, holding his head with one hand against the table.

"are your ex still after you?" he said in a tone of speech like a normal person.

but anyone who talks to him will feel the pressure around him.

"no" shook his head slowly.

"why are you so much?"

"if you think I'm the one who doesn't know myself so much that my ex is a lot, you're wrong" looked seriously and fixedly.

zan just looked at her, waiting for her continuation more precisely

"those who don't know themselves, after taking my money they go with another woman" her sad eyes look.

how pathetic...

"you're the stupid one" zan chirped.

"you won't know love is blind"

"it's not your blind, stupid love" zan chirped again

"have been silent" threw his gaze in the other direction.Sel also though handsome.

"so–" he also wants to say the purpose he called rasya.

"wouldn't you order a drink? so mean, or maybe you're fired by Mr Rangga and now you don't have any money?" put both hands on the table.

"hehe thanks" smiled sweetly after ordering what she wanted.

when else will you feel the money secretary president adinata.

matre:)

"so what was that?" fold both hands on the table neatly.

zan was confused as to what to say.

"don't tell me you've got sudden amnesia" looked at Zan who was scratching his forehead.

"you're not in a relationship with another man, are you?" without further ado ask.

"hooh" he nodded.

"good" folded his hands in front of his chest.

the next second rasha shut her mouth. "don't tell me you want to date me?, prepare your heart because I really don't want to be in a relationship anymore" he said a little impressed selling expensive. but really she's been smitten by boyfriend again.

"continue?" impressed indifferent and do not care. whereas yes it is.

"i wouldn't accept you if you asked me out" she said casually, though she was afraid of being slammed.

"married?" order the face as normal-normal.not flat as usual.

"ha?" yes, of course he's confused.

"i didn't ask you out but I'm asking you to get married"

crick...

Rasya widened his eyes without blinking.

until one of the servants came to deliver their order.

"how how? ahh looks like my ears are broken" scratched his ear hole.

"i'm asking you to get married" she raised her voice a little. made the person behind her look at her.

"hahaha, kidding you funny too" turned it into lu gua.

zan was a little upset that Rasha thought he was joking, what else after hearing his changed speech style. "i'm not kidding" his tone also turned cold.

"why do you want to jump into a wedding cave?" rasya's gaze changed like nothing before.

zan screeched harshly, turning his face away at a glance. "did you ask that to all those jerks before you accepted their courting call?" raised one of his eyebrows while his hand which he folded.

Rasya fell silent.not at all did he ask that.

"do you prefer a joking relationship to a serious one?" continuing question.

Rasya just kept quiet, he just didn't know what to answer.

"if you are serious about your words, coming to my house tomorrow at 10 am can not be more and should not be less" said Rasya after gathering the courage to say it.

"good" was accepted lightly by zan.

hey fucking rasha was expecting a clumsy zan expression after his remark but why is it so convincing once his face. ah already.

he did not want to waste money, with a clumsy face he sucked his juice.

after it had run out half, rasya stood up from his chair.turned when he heard the chair in front of him being shifted. "no!! stay there, don't drive me, stay there" holding Zan with his hands and feet quickly ran out of the cafe.

wrinkled his forehead, staring confused.when his intention stood up want to pay his order.but funny also thought Rasya red face like that.

SERIATE

ps: remind the author if there is a typo