Little Daddy's
Chapter 16's

Chapter 16's

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This morning was as bright as Zain Malik's heart.

How not? Last night he walked alone with Zahwa.

The flashback

"Ekhem..." Zain berdehem

Zahwa. Deheman's voice came from behind.

"Boss? Can I help you?" Ask Zahwa.

"Yes." Yeah." Zain hesitated to take Zahwa's path. What reason should I use? "Elo can I go to my show? You said the others should bring a partner." Said Zain with his flat face.

Haiss. Want to talk about girls aja kog gini very?

"I'm going to be the boss's job again?" Zahwa knitted his eyebrows together.

"So, this is work." Force Zain.

"But I don't feel good about the others." Zahwa looked at her.

Looks like his coworkers are serving buyers, there are also others who clean the table that has been finished using.

"It's orders. And remember, I don't like rejection." Zain Strictly.

Huuufffftt haaahhhh

Zahwa took a breath and threw it away. And finally Zahwa nodded.

"Wait a moment, boss. Take the bag first." Zahwa passed away in his roftoff room.

Not long ago Zahwa had returned with a slingbag that had been attached to his shoulder.

"Mr Inah." Inah who was called by Zain turned his head and immediately approached.

"Yes a handsome boy?" He saw Zahwa standing next to Zain with the slingbag he was wearing.

"I brought the Zahwa first. There's need. Please keep an eye on the others." Tell the boss.

"Oce mas boss. Beret."

Besides Tomy, Inah is his confidant in this cafe.

The two young men also passed from before the inner Inah. "Gee... Mas handsome taste - it feels like there is the same feeling of Zahwa. Dupus my hope dapet berondong. But not papa. Zahwa's a good girl too."

On top of the bike, Zain got confused himself. Come to what and who.

"Lo not afraid of jatoh?" Zain said from behind his full face helmet breaking the silence between him and Zahwa.

"What?" Zahwa asked who did not hear Zain's words clearly.

"Lo not afraid of jatoh? You're not holding on." Zain shouted a little.

"Yes scared anyway." Zahwa said, advancing his head near Zain's ear.

"So why not hold?" Shouted Zain again.

"Maybe?" Asked Zahwa innocently. Kan Zahwa is afraid that later Zain will be angry if held - hold.

Zain stretched out his free hand to find Zahwa's hand and took him to wrap his royal hand. Zain smiled happily as these beautiful hands hugged his body.

Babang Zain start viewer mode!

Zain was riding his motorcycle in an uncertain direction. He decided to just turn around - turn the city around. Zahwa finally realized something.

"Zayn!" Call Zahwa.

Zain looked to the left. His heart is beating fast. How not? His face and Zahwa's face were so close.

"Our kog didn't make it - until Zain did? Where is your friend's house?" Asked Zahwa wonder actually his waist was sore to bend hugging Zain's body.

Zain who got the question became a wave. What do you have to reason with him this time? And luckily his phone was shaking. Ryo was contacting him.

Zain stopped his motorbike in a fairly crowded place to pick up a call from Ryo.

"Yes Yo?" Zain's consent when the call is connected.

"....."

"Oh. Why was the show canceled?" Ask Zain.

"Yes, if I go back. I've been on the road."

"...."

"OK."

Tut Tut Tut

Pangilan.

Over there, Ryo was incessant - hentinya grumbled with Zain's words that did not connect with his question.

"Why? The show's off?" Zahwa.

Zain nodded. "cancel. We're going back." Zain's Disconnect.

They drove back to the car to turn back to the cafe.

But not the cafe where Zain was headed. But the city park is not far from their current position.

"Kog's going to the park?" Zahwa asked in wonder.

"Working outside. Stop by here for a second. Rarely - rarely is there free time." Answer Zain lightly and standardize the bike.

Because the position of the bike is tilted, Zahwa so come down and followed Zain.

Zain stepped onto a park bench followed by Zahwa.

"Emang all this time you rarely hang out with your friends?" Ask Zahwa.

"If there is free time. The rest is in the shop and cafe." Zain answered, looking at the girl.

Remind the yellowish neon lights, adding to the beauty of the face that Zahwa has that is staring at the star-studded sky.

"He em's. Beautiful star." Zahwa's answer is not connected to Zain's words.

Zain raised his eyebrows. Why is this girl talking about stars? What Zain meant by beautiful is himself.

Zain shook his head and laughed inwardly at the incongruity of their words.

Zahwa turned to look at Zain who was shaking.

"Why you?" Ask Zahwa.

Now they look at each other.

The lips were very tempting, as if calling Zain to kiss him immediately.

Hypnotized, Zain began to draw his face closer to Zahwa's. And... Cup. The two chewy things stick together.

Zahwa nodded in disbelief. Whatisthis? At once Zahwa regained consciousness and kept his face away from Zain.

A red look from both faces. Even the clumsiness can no longer be avoided.

"Sorry!" Only that one word was capable of Zain speaking at this moment.

Silence happens too. With Zahwa looking at the star-studded sky. And Zain who was bowed down with regret had dared to kiss those beautiful lips.

Before long Zain stood up while holding Zahwa's hand. "Come back to the cafe." He said while looking down at the face of Zahwa who was still sitting in the garden seat.

Flashback off

"For all." Greet Zain with a smile on his family members who had gathered at the dinner table.

The three adults looked at each other and smiled. It is different with toddlers who are near them.

His face looked pouty with funny lips.

"Hey! Princess Daddy why pout." Say it while peeping chubby cheeks Sora.

No response came out of Sora's mouth.

"Eh? Why Daddy?" Zain was still trying to communicate with his son.

"Glandma wants milk." Sora doesn't care about Zain.

Zain knew that his son again in snack mode also lifted the tiny body was his lap.

Sora threw away his face by folding both hands not wanting to see the daddy.

It did not escape the attention of the four adults who were there.

"Princess Daddy why, heemm?" Zain hugged his daughter from behind.

"Daddy is evil." Ketus Sora's.

"Wicked why?" Ask Zain again.

"Daddy won't play with Sola. Daddy came home late night. Sola is bobo." Said Sora with a pouting face.

"Back school Daddy's looking for money baby. There is also a two-month race at school. So Daddy has to practice to win." Zain.

"Bial get money too, Daddy?" Sora began to be enthusiastic with her daddy speech.

Basic Sora. If - small is matre.

"It's not just Sora's money. But Sora will also get a new mommy "Say God provokes.

"Mommy balu?" Ask Sora enthusiastically.

"Yup. Mommy's new." Said the god with a thin grin directed at his sister.

"Don't poison my son's mind." Zain warned the gods.

"Gue said what the times are." Sahut Dewa lightly.

"Don't say " said Zain with a sharp look.

"I also did not - ngada. If I see for myself, Lo kissed a pretty girl at the park last night." God's Cibir.

Ukhuk ukhuk

Zain choked on the drink he was drinking. He took Sora down from his lap so as not to get splashed by water from his mouth.

"You kissed a girl in the garden, Zain?" Tanya Ayumi pura - pura has not known this news.

"There is no Ma. God of origin said that." Refute Zain with his flat face.

"Work home I always pass the park time. And last night I saw Lo's bike there. I stopped because I was curious. Eeeeeehh... It turns out there's a scene of viewers' lives." The god seduced his sister.

Zain currently wanted to hide his shy face. But Zain quickly turned his face flat. Really, Zain was able to control himself well.

"Ck. Should we ask another witness?" The god sees his parents alternating.

"What the hell is Lo." Zain glared at his eyes.

She was embarrassed to be found kissing a woman. Especially her own sister who caught her.

"Sora want a new mommy?" Now the question of God turns to Sora.

"You uncle, you want." Answer Sora quickly.

"Listen to it." God's Speech to Zain. Zain was just throwing his face away.

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At work, two men, between superiors and subordinates were talking.

"Sam! Hows it? Got the info yet?" Call the lord.

"Yes Sir. It turns out that young Miss Marin is all around us." Sam gives a large brown envelope containing information his master needs.

"Young Miss Marin now lives in a cafe that has a roftoff as the residence of its employees." Sam explained to his master. "And now young Miss Marin is close to Zain Malik." Continue with a smile.

"Zain Malik?" The master knitted his two eyebrows. Then take a breath.

Turns out...

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