The Love of the Culun

Telephone from Stefanie

Dusk has been replaced with darkness, where the moon and stars have displayed its charm, in the sky that has stretched wide covered by the fog of night.

His little legs were so agile, as he ran through the rows of stairs to the bottom floor.

His round eyes circulated in all directions, ensuring the situation was safe. And when Stefanie did not find the whereabouts of her mother, the two little feet quickly approached her Grandfather who was focused on reading the newspaper.

"Well..." From far away the tiny lips, already making a sound calling to his Grandfather.

Painted a small smile on the already wrinkled face, as Stefanie walked towards him.

"What's wrong?"

"Well..." Call him again, in his effective tone.

"Yes..Say what's wrong?"

"Opa.. I'd like to talk to Daddy Zain.." His asking sounds demanding.

The usual facial sharpness, instantly turned serious as the gaze of those eyes was fixed on his grandson's face.

"Menelpone Daddy Zain..?"

"Heemmmm...."Mumbled with a quick nod.

Doubt immediately enveloped the old man, remembering Ariana's decree that would not allow his daughter to be in contact with his Daddy.

"But..."

Stefanie sulked for a moment, when Grandpa would not comply with his wishes. Lying on the floor, and immediately issued his protest.

"If Opa doesn't let me talk to Daddy Zain?! I don't want to get up, nor do I want to eat!"

Confused and also startled so one enveloped himself, seeing what his grandson was doing.

"Don't sleep on Stefanie's floor, will your shirt get dirty??" Persuaded slowly, so that his granddaughter was destroyed.

"No..!! I don't want to. I'll just wake up, if I talk to Daddy Zain!!" The little girl continued to issue her protest loudly.

"But Stefanie...."

And began to cry Drama, so that his grandfather could be more melted.

"hiks..hiks... Opa doesn't love me.. Evil opa..? I don't want to eat. hiks..." Still sleeping on the floor, and kicking his legs.

The breath sounds heavy. Although reluctant, but seeing her granddaughter's proposal made the old man was not stern. Until he dared to break the orders of his daughter, who did not want Stefanie to communicate with his biological father.

"Relse. Opa will call your Daddy now." By grabbing the HP placed on the table.

Instantly getting up from the floor, with a happy hue on her tiny face.

"Is that really Opa..?!"

"Of course." When he was about to contact Zain, Stefanie interrupted him to make his grandfather return to lower the phone, which had been affixed to his earlobe.

"No Grandpa..!! I also have a HP. Wait a minute I'll take it." With a small run towards the stairs.

"After all, Zain was his biological son. And stefanie deserves the affection of both her parents." He muttered softly, with a look of pity on his granddaughter who was running towards the direction of the stairs.

"Grandfather.this is my cell phone." Stefanie's little hand, handed the flat object to the beakbaya man.

Painting a small smile on the face, with fingers grabbing HP from Stefanie's hands. Write Zain's number there, and call out.

"Remember! it's both of us's secrets. Don't tell your Mommy. You understand?!" A serious look, with a firm tone.

"Opa of course. It's both of us's secrets." A quick nod, which convinced ri of her petite face.

Already in Opa?" Stefanie asked with a slight stick of earlobes, as her grandfather made a call to Zain.

"It has not yet been lifted."

It's been lifted." By giving Stefanie an HP, when she heard Hello.

"Call..."

Grabbing the flat object with the look of his bright face, and running towards the room. Stefanie decides to hide behind a large closet, so she can block her vision while she telephones with Zain.

****

PRATAMA RESIDENCE

Zain looked serious, when discussing work issues regarding the projects he got. Suddenly there was a voice on the phone, which Zain put on his desk.

His hand reached for the object, causing a frown due to curiosity, when he saw a new number on the flat screen.

"Whose number is this?" Ask yourself, and fingers are docked on the green icon.

Hello...!!" With a slightly rough tone, due to the already overflowing emotions. And when his fingers will be dabbed at the red mark, suddenly there is a sound of a child who is so shrieking the ears.

"Hallo Daddy........" Sounds so long.

"Ste. fanny..." The hesitant remarks, which tried to guess at the voice of the little girl who called him Daddy.

"Yes Daddy. It's Stefanie. When is Daddy gonna kidnap me? so we can play together again."

The serious face, which had been seen on the face of the businessman was replaced with a happy smile, because he did not expect that his daughter would call.

"Is that your daughter, sir??" Adam asked, immediately seeing the happy hue on his Young Master's face.

Just a small nod, and went back to continuing the conversation with his son.

"Daddy will invite you to play. Tell me what you're doing?"

"Me and Mommy came to visit Opa David, Daddy? and I asked Opa to call you."

"You and Mommy are in Opa David's apartment?!"

"Yes Daddy. Daddy. I want to tell you something."

His forehead was wrinkled, tucked in curiosity with the words of his daughter just now.

"Tell Daddy what you know."

"Daddy, I heard Mommy talking to someone. And he took Rian's name. And Mommy seemed so happy, talking to that Uncle. And if I say Daddy's name, Mommy's gonna be pissed."

"REally..?!!"With the look of the face began to change.

"It's very true Daddy, and I don't want to, Uncle Rian to be my Daddy." The words Stefanie said.

The anger of jealousy greatly, immediately enveloped the handsome face of the businessman, hearing the words of his daughter.

"Rian.. You're a real jerk!! let's see, who's gonna get Ariana."

"Daddy.....!!" The sound of a loud voice that was so echoing, that Zain momentarily distanced his ears, as the sound of the scream hurt a little.

"I.iya. Daddy's still here. And tell Daddy when you're coming home so we can meet again."

"Two more days Daddy..."

"alright. Daddy's gonna call you in two days" he replied, with a telephone call.

Putting his HP down a little rough, until Adam's gaze was distracted on the face of his young master who was already filled with anger.

"Is there a problem, sir?" Ask carefully.

"You arranged my meeting with that son of a bitch!! I had to warn her to stay away from Ariana."

"Didn't...!!" Adam could not continue his sentence, as Zain spoke in a higher tone.

"Enough..!! don't talk anymore. Just obey, what I command." A tone that sounded firm, to make the face instantly pale fluently.

"Yes Sir..."

****

The clock kept moving. Until dark was fully set, when the sun had greeted the morning.

The thing he always does, is work. His fingers shrewdly played on the keiboard of his laptop, and occasionally clasped both eyes, thrown in a file beside him.

Feeling that Zain is her lover makes her feel like she doesn't have to knock on the door, when she finds out from Adam the secretary that Zain is inside.

A smile was seen on Cintya's face, when the lover was unaware of her arrival.

"You're so serious, honey, that the door opens even if you don't know." He smiled at Zain, who seemed shocked by his arrival.

"Cinty..."

"Are you busy, honey? I'd like to take you out to lunch. Coincidentally my friend just opened his restaurant. And he asked me to come, with you."

Turn off the laptop, and tidy up the files a little messy. And it makes Cintya look happy, when she believes that Zain accepts her invitation.

Leaning his shoulders on the back of the chair, stared intensely at the girl's face.

"I want us to break up." A piece of sentence that came out of the lips of the handsome man, to make the look of the face that had been covered with happiness instantly faded.

"What... break up....!" With a slight cry of surprise.

"She broke up." A reassuring, and firm sentence from Zain's lips.