The Choice of a Little Girl Papa

Not In The Conjecture

Tonight was an unusual night for zan. The desire to reach it was getting to its limit, and curiosity was getting to his head.

"i have to get it" he said inwardly as he pulled the jacket he took out of his closet.

Grabbing his car keys that he threw away just anywhere.

He pulled his car over at a cafe where he used to enjoy his favorite coffee.he just walked in and sat in the corner seat as usual.

The barista looked at the astonished zan who did not raise his hand.

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

"i was waiting for someone" said zan flatly without staring at the barista.

"good" lowered his head slightly then walked away from zan's desk.

The sound of bells ringing in rhythm with the door open, the waiter who was at the cashier table welcomed the friendly with hands that were busy with the machine where the order was.

That person was the one zan was waiting for, rasha was his name.he raised his hand. Fortunately the barista was busy concocting coffee other customers, otherwise the barista immediately felt called.

Rasya looked back, afraid that the one waving his hand was not towards him. but the next second, he rounded his eyes.The face that he really did not want to see was now in front of him.

"are you blind?" growled at Zan because Rasha was just like a fool there.

Rasya immediately approached the table zan.

"unexpected to see you again" he heard his own rasya. whereas in his heart he wanted to quickly go home.

zan only replied with a gaze. ahh how could rasha understand his language.

"why are you here?" change the question, hoping to answer it.

"do you have this cafe?" he asked with a difficult look to understand.

"let me guess" touched his chin with his hand, trying to read Zan's mind. "you're bored to the point that you called me right?" his intention was to mute zan, but instead he was made to creep on the spot.

how not? zan immediately looked at him like a tiger staring at its prey.

"haiss can't be joked around at all" he muttered, leaning his head against one of his hands placed on the table.

"is your ex still chasing you?" not fooled by rasya's speech just now.

"no, it looks like it's the last one" re-strapped his head. "ahh I'm still curious where you learned martial arts"

Zan was lazy to answer it, really, because that is not the purpose far away.

"if you remember that time it seems like you've been trained" noticed zan with a strange look?.

"why is your ex so much?" cut immediately before continuing.

"who says my ex is a lot? can still be counted" do not accept with the words zan.

"what's the point of having a lot of exes?"

"if you think I'm the one who doesn't know myself so much that my ex is a lot, you're wrong" folded his hands on the table.

zan stared as if asking for his continuation.

"those who left me with another woman after taking my money" her eyes looked sad.

how pathetic..

"stupid" chirped zan.

"you'll never know love is blind" brushed aside zan's chirps.

"not a blind love but you're a fool" he said without sin.

"already silent" lazy very he became.

"what's k–" he wants to know his purpose to call rasya earlier.

"wouldn't you order something? so mean, or maybe you're fired, Mr Rangga, and now you don't have any money? that's why you called me" he said spontaneously.

Zan gritted loudly, then called the waiter. Actually he had no intention to drink coffee tonight.

"makasi" smiled sweetly after ordering what she wanted.

When else will it be the money of the secretary of the president adinata.

matre:)

"what were you talking about?" back to the initial topic.

"don't tell me you have sudden amnesia" looked at Zan who was scratching his forehead with his index finger.

"means you're not in a relationship with anyone right now?" just remembered.

"heeh" nodded briefly.

in the next second, Rasha closed her mouth and opened her eyes.

"why are you asking like that?" releasing his hands back to normal again, it's a shame if he's wrong.

"is it forbidden to ask questions like that?" staring flat.

"y–ya enggak si" scratched his head.

"It's a good thing not to go first"

"i'm interested in you" said zan casually.

crick..

Rasya cengo momentarily and zan stared flatly at the expression of rasya.the red lines that rasya cheeks looked.

"please enjoy the drink" a servant came between the confusion.

While Rasya is still round his eyes without blinking though, with a slightly open mouth of course.

"your saliva is already dripping" he sneered as he sipped his coffee.

Rasya rubbed his chin, stupid he believed.

"how is it?" folding her hands and looking seriously at zan. Her cheeks were hot right now

"what?" still sipping on his coffee.

"your previous words" looked at Zan who was enjoying drinking his coffee while holding a red hue on his cheek.

"only a fool would repeat his words" put down his coffee cup and looked back at Rasya.

Rasya stared wondering.he always repeated his words when with vita is he also a fool?. oh no oh no oh no

"repeat your words" kept on chortling.

"ha–"

"quickly" cut the rasha quickly, quite a vein as well. The red hue on his cheeks was no longer visible. replaced with an annoyed face.

"i'm interested in you" he finally repeated his words.

"i think my ears are damaged" he mumbled at his ears.

Zan chuckles amusedly with his racial behavior, clearly he already speaks using good and true human language.

"but I don't want to date anymore" said rasya.he was already lazy with such a relationship.

"who wants to ask you out?" a little bit of a wrinkle on his forehead.

"you said you were interested in me" pointed to Zan reminding him of his words earlier.

"does that mean you have to date?"

"don't the guy" scratched the back of his head. actually he didn't know either.

during this time the men who had been in a relationship with him, immediately declared his love through flowers or chocolate and then given to him. if the saying 'I am interested in you' new zan.

Zan crossed his arms in front of his chest while leaning his back on the chair.

"if you want to ask me out, I don't want to, so I'm sorry" he said with full confidence, drinking his juice while staring at Zan.

"i want to get you married instead of dating" finally the purpose here was conveyed.

uhuk

rasha choked. blinked her eyes a few times.

"uhuh?!!" even a cengo expression was inevitable.

SERIATE

ps: remind the author if there is a typo

just want to say if there is a chapter repeated here again, sorry 🙏