The Poor Girl Owns the CEO

Layla's Love House

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"So this is La, my father and mother have trusted to manage your restaurant, is it okay? After all, after the restaurant was managed by the father and mother, the visitors were more crowded." explained Danu, with a sinless smile.

"When have I had a restaurant, huh?" ask Layla with a shriveled forehead.

"3 months after we got married, I immediately set up a restaurant, assisted Arsandi and now managed mother and father." explained Danu.

"You don't know what the name of the restaurant is?" dea asked with her face turned, looking at Layla with her one eyebrow.

"What?" ask Layla.

"Layla's House of Love, it's Danu loh who loves names." Dea said with a wink to Danu.

"Layla's Love House?" Layla repeats the name of the restaurant, then looks at Danu full of investigation.

"I-yes because I love you, so Layla's love restaurant." Danu scratched her head which was not itchy.

"You're cured, La, so you can see firsthand how the rame of your restaurant is!" tati said, holding onto Layla's fingers.

Layla nodded her head. 'I love to see my mother, father and Dea happy. There's a little family, too. May Sifanye's father and mother feel the same.' Layla's mind is hopeful.

'Maybe it's the right time for me to apologize to Layla. For my mistakes with this boy!' inner Yanto.

Without Layla knowing, Yanto is now standing in front of Layla, grasping the fingers of the princess that he has often hurt both through words and light hands.

"Thank you dear, sorry father... all this time my father was less sincere in loving you, all this time I chose love with you and Dea, mr. Belom can be a good and useful father for you, La." said Yanto sincerely.

Layla's two eyes were getting heated, her heart cheered happily hearing what she had been waiting for, it turned out that the hard stone in her father's heart could now melt as well.

"Without my apologies, Layla is sorry. Layla never considered the father of favoritism, Layla considers it a lesson for Layla herself so that she can be fair later." Layla said sincerely without lies in her eyes.

Layla hugged her two parents, Yanto and Tati with clear-cut circles that were lobbing unlicensed outside with a swift, burst of Layla cries.

Dea went with her on the third.

"I'm sorry, La. I sometimes intentionally make you angry father same mother. Sorry for ka!" said Dea in between her sobs.

"Yes, I know that! I'm also sorry Dea, you can't play yet, I'm busy myself there my lessons, until you get angry and lonely there are no playmates." said Layla with a little bit of a whim.

There was a feeling of relief and plong, already saying what he wanted to say a long time ago.

Danu breathed a sigh of relief, a smile etched on her lips.

'Thank God I can see you are happy with your mother and father, La. This is what you've been waiting for.' Inner Danu.

"Any ngeliet whole family can be happy rich gini! So envious, can Danu join in?" asked Danu with a cool-ass smile.

Seriate...

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Starting from the pubic, with fingers dancing nari on the keyboard. So it's writing.

Come on yuk! Let's add spirit to update his 🤭.

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...Solemnity...