The Choice of a Little Girl Papa

First Time

Rasya ran down the stairs, he did not want one car with zan he did not want!. while zan stared at the strange racea who ran quickly down the stairs.

"car key car key" scribbled his bag.

when he found the key, he fell.

"didn't you hear Mr. Rangga's orders?" pulling rasya's arm.turned rasya's body to face him.

"i heard it but I didn't want to do it" trying to release zan's grip on his arm.

"off" why is his energy always inferior to zan?.

Zan paid no heed to him directly pulling rasya into his car.

"don't want to, you pedophile, rough, flat" went berserk while banging on Zan's arm.

zan was eating what the power was so strong.

After arriving rasya while in the car zan. rebellious will not be able to, the door is locked. What nightmare was he last night?.

"wear your belt" he said coldly holding the steering wheel.

Rasya snorted with the force of him wearing his seatbelt.

"hey hey my car keys" looked back when the car was running.

Zan did not listen to keep driving his car out of the adinata residence.

"my car's still there" turned his body back.

"your car will be in your house later tonight" still focused driving not at all turned away.

"it's su–"

"it's afternoon" cut it quickly, staring rasya at a glance.

"god why did you create such a man?" stroking his chest.patient rasya patiently.

"what are you doing?" staring ahead.

"what else? accompany Danita of course" her sensation squeezes her seat belt.

"i mean what did you do until your hair was like that?"

Rasya immediately opened the glass, jolly his hair.Hurriedly he took a comb from inside his bag.

"there's no hair?" take a roll from inside his bag.

Zan turned his face at a glance, just imagine the hair on the man's car. Don't laugh.

"there's no clamp here either?" holding his long bangs that have been in the roll just stay in the flops.

"why don't you ask if there's a salon here or not?!" answered with a deep-flesh vexation.

"true essence" looked at the annoyed face of zan while holding his roll.

Zan screeched throwing his gaze at the window.

"i forgot my eyelash curler" patted her forehead hard.

"who do you want to spread the charm with?" why does his voice sound upset?.

"who wants to spread the charm? it's just tidying up" the focus on glazing while combing her hair.

Zan closed the glass and released a roll on his head.

"hey!" of course mated by who has taken pains to make the roll haired.

Zan ignored his hearing, throwing the roll into the back seat.

"what the fuck" looked at the annoyed zan.

"i don't like it" refocused driving.

"yes continue?" added staring annoyed.what's the business if zan does not like? thought.

"i don't like it" he repeated again this time turning his eyes and then back to the front.

"it's none of my business whether you like it or not" to take off his seatbelt.

cittt

zan braked suddenly.

"are you crazy?!" the blood ride was already her with zan.

"do you understand human language?" looking coldly at the person beside him.

Rasya was silent, the eagle eyes were creepy.

"it's good that you can still understand" restated the car.

What do you want zan? his hair is now very messy. as a woman he wants to tidy up his appearance. is it wrong?.

finally Rasya pony her hair, she was not in the mood to argue.

"this isn't the way to my house" rolled her eyes out the window.

zan did not answer and instead pulled his car over at a toy store.racya wrinkled his forehead staring at zan who came down. When he wanted to get off, the sound of the locked car door stopped him.

"he's crazy!" glaring at zan from within.

Zan went into the toy store.rasha was confused, then he was here for what?. before long the sound of the door opening made him turn his head.the sound of the back door opened.rasha turned his head.

"a lot of toys" address all kinds of toys that exist. it seems zan spent buying toys. up to the trunk dong not fit.

"what did you buy it for?" still looking at those toys.

Zan again did not answer, whispering something to the man who had put the toy down and running the car.

"what a crab" looked at Zan's face from the side.

good-looking.

"that's for your sister? wahh so glad your sister must be" talking to herself.

feeling in the cuekin, rasha looked forward. actually what would zan want?.

"the orphanage?" his forehead is more wrinkled now.

"get down" tell zan who has closed the door.

Rasya was shocked to see that the suit and tie that Zan was wearing was already on the chair.

"what is he going to do? can't she throw me out here?" biting his lower lip.

tok tok

zan knocked on the window.

rush rasya down, ntar if he was silent how?. his hair is now quite neat.

"what are we doing here?" ask when you get out of the car.

Zan did not reply, stepping towards the orphanage.rasha spontaneously followed him.

"nak zan" a hooded mother comes to him.

Zan looks to smile thinly while saluting to the mother.

"you haven't been here in a long time" held zan's arm warmly.

"adinata is very busy" he replied with a faint smile.

"how is mr Rangga?"

"young master is fine"

"mother worried about mister Rangga when she heard the news of the great lord dying" her eyes became sad.

Rasya who was there just noticed. was a little surprised at the nature of the different zan.

"who is this, son zan? it's so pretty" the mother turned to rasya.

Rasya smiled widely and then salted like zan earlier.

"your candidate?" back to zan.

Zan just kept quiet and didn't answer.he didn't know what to answer.

"what a candidate" if rasya mah has not agreed first.at the very front even he.

"brother fauzan" suddenly a bunch of little kids ran towards Zan.

Zan looked back.his smile was etched beautifully.

"who's fauzan?" rasya who knew nothing could only stare in confusion.

"sister fauzan we miss the same sister" said one of the girls holding a toy that is still wrapped in a box.

"sister misses you too" zan crouched down in front of the children.

"brother fauzan my leg has healed" the boy who also holds the still-wrapped toy said showing off his left leg.

"it's true that you won't get sick" rubbed the boy's head with a smile.

"ohh fauzan it's zan" covered his mouth.

Here zan is called kak fauzan.

"sister Fauzan was there a lot of toys love people" showed his toys.

Rasya looked at the toy, wasn't that the toy that Zan bought earlier?.

"really?" rubbed head.

"a lot of kak there" pointed to the playroom.

"brother fauzan let's play together again" the other girls cheered in agreement.

"all right let's play" got up and led the boys into the playroom.

Rasya only notices zan with a bunch of little kids surrounding him.it looks like a chick and its mother.really.he still wonders, why didn't zan tell me the toy he bought? does Zan want to hide it?.

"son?" the voice of the mother surprised Rasha.

"i–iya Ma?" quick look.

"what's your name, son?" smiling warmly.

"rasya" rasya replied with a sweet smile.

"ahh nak rasya"

Rasya nodded with a smile.

"if you can know rasya's son, who's nak zan, huh?" the face of rasya.

"not anyone kok mom only office friends" answered rasya lying with her smile still engraved.

"ahh no way, the first time you brought someone with you, especially now that he is a woman" mother really wanted to know.

"don't Mom's just a friend" dodged her with a smile.

"you are so beautiful, rasya" said the mother again praising rasya's face.

"ah mother can only" embarrassed rasha would be.

"hopefully you can see the figure of nak fauzan from his heart" said the soft mother as she rubbed rasya's arm.

Rasya wondered inwardly. seeing the figure of zan from his heart? does he have a heart? that's what he looks like.

"boy Rasha wants to come in with the kids?"

"can mom?" rasya Mah really wants him to like children because of it.

"may dong must be the kids are very fond of rasya nak" led rasya away from there.

This orphanage looks quite small, many children play on the terrace.but rasha feel comfortable and warm here.

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