Little Daddy's
Chapter 18's

Chapter 18's

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"Welcome to SoZi cafe. What do you want to order?" Zahwa's greeting to a customer.

The customer turned to the cafe employee who was greeting him.

His eyes flickered, he could not believe that the girl he saw that night was kissing his sister in the garden, now right in front of him.

A girl who looks more beautiful when seen up close like this, than when the night was visible from a distance by her.

Speechless god, it turns out his sister is in love location. Even better, the girl was her own employee.

Zaina... Zaina...

"Pinter is also the Zain looking for a potential mommy for Sora." He murmured in his heart.

"Sorry Mommy! What do you want to order?" Zahwa asked with his hospitality.

"Ah. Yes, I ordered a cappuccino latte with love powder, yes." Answer the god ngawur.

Zahwa looked at the astonished older young man.

Seeing Zahwa's response, the God only displayed his faint smile.

"That's all?" Zahwa ensures cafe customer orders by ignoring the customer's order mishaps.

"Mineral water do not forget. Keep the fried rice special, one. With love too?" The message of the God who rewrote his grin.

"good. Please wait a minute. Orders will be delivered soon."

Don't want to bother with this customer. Zahwa passed to the kitchen to ask the chef to make his order.

The god spread his gaze around the cafe.

"Many as well." He murmured praising the cafe that his sister managed.

Greeeekkk...

The chair is pulled. Finally what was waiting for - waiting to come too.

"Cepet. What do you need to do to my cafe? Abis is out of here." Zain asked with an unfriendly face to his brother.

"Yes my. Not yet my order came, already play sat set aja, Lo." God Grunts.

"Eat here, Lo keep paying. Business is business. No nepotism." Zain had his chest covered in his chair.

Whoa... Turns out Zain's cuy calculation.

"Yes eelah. Peel is so adek. You think I don't have any money?" Sewot.

"Lo Facilities has been taken by Bokap? I'm not sure you have money." Zain lightly.

"Kh..." The god only clucked, considering that all of his luxurious facilities were pulled back from him.

"Udah, what do you want to say?" Zain was impatient.

"Huuhh basic adek laknat." God's Sarcas. "Gue wants to invest in the same workshop as Lo's cafe." Finally the Lord said his goal came to the cafe.

"Emang Lo has money?" Zain sneered at his brother.

"Ah, um bang to, Lo. Trivia is just like me." God throws a roll of tissue at Zain.

Zain quickly caught the tissue.

"Don't throw it away, throw clean tissue, Lo. Could lose me." Said Zain still with his flat face.

Instantly the face of the God became a clutch. What a terrible soul this business of his sister.

The god breathed his breath rough. He had to be extra patient to face his sane sister because three years more did not get the vitamins of life for his long sword.

"Gue's serious, and I have money to invest here as long as you know. Yep... Although not very big - big. The important money I have can be useful and earn." Dewa Speak.

"Lo sure? My cafe and workshop are just growing. Not as successful as the cafe owned by temen - temen hedon Lo." Ask Zain.

"Better to invest in your own business, right? From a friend's place that is not necessarily really reliable?" Dewa Speak.

"Lo believe me?" Ask Zain again.

And it managed to make God furious and clenched his hands on the table.

Gee whiz... His sister is truly - completely second to none.

Zain who saw his brother's emotions so laughed. He was really happy to make this one-of-a-kind brother rise in blood.

"OK." Just one word.

Gee whiz... From earlier God issued a sentence at length times wide, only answered 'ok'?

The god looked on in disbelief at this sister. Until the god's order comes.

"Please enjoy the order, Mas." Zahwa placed the order of the gods.

The gods looked at Zahwa meaningfully. And it did not escape the sharp eyes of Zain Malik.

After placing the customer order, Zahwa passed to approach the customer who had just arrived.

The gods kept watching where Zahwa was going.

And this time it's the gods who get the tissue roll toss.

Buukkk

"Oh" God complained. The tissue roll was right about his forehead. He glares at his eyes. But what was glared at was no fear - fear at all, but as if challenging the God.

"Don't throw away - throw away clean tissue. Later Lo can lose. I haven't had time to invest here, you're already bankrupt." God inverted the words - Zain.

"Don't macem - macem, Lo." Zain gave a warning.

"Relax brother, I'm not going to disturb Sora's future mommy." God sipped his cappucino latte.

Zain only gave a flat look to this person in front of him.

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Zahwa set his foot on the corridor with a heart so joyful. As if - will chirp and commotion of his schoolmates as a very melodious backsound for him.

How unhappy? Last night he received his first decent salary from the cafe where he worked.

Drreeett.... Drreeett...

The phone in Zahwa's pocket vibrated. His father's name is on it. Zahwa immediately accepted the call. He pulled over a little, because he had not yet reached his class.

"Assalamualaikum, Dad!" Sapa Zahwa's.

"Wa allikumussalam, son. How are you and your school?" Ask her dad from across the street.

"Alhamdulillah, good Father. What kind of mother's father? Healthy right?"

"Dad is a healthy mother." Dad paused his words. "Oh yes. I sent money for your needs there. I sent more for you. Use it with all your wisdom."

"Loh, kog did you send more? Then how are you going with Mom?" Ask Zahwa.

Zahwa was afraid that his parents would be troubled by it. It was enough he burdened his two adoptive parents who loved him so much.

"Don't think of us. The money is actually yours. I think it's been quite a struggle you two years live away from us. Forgive me for intentionally only sending living expenses without charging for your school." Speak to me softly at the end of his sentence.

Zahwa was confused by what his father said. Intentionally not wanting to pay for school? Wh why?

"Why is that, Dad?"

"Dad just doesn't want you out of the village. Because it's out there really dangerous for your safety. If it's time, I'll tell you the truth. The most important thing is that you take good care of yourself. If there's just a little weirdness going on with you and your surroundings, you're quick to tell Dad, huh?" Father say. He was really worried about his son.

"What's up, Dad?" Zahwa asked astonished at the father's message.

"Let's go to school, go back to the village. I'll tell you everything." Answer father. "alright. A long time ago, I was going to the garden first. You take good care of yourself - well. Keep practicing your martial arts." Zahwa's father's message again.

"He Daddy. Assalamualaikum." Zahwa ended their conversation, after getting an answer from his greeting.

Zahwa looked at the screen of his dead phone.

What exactly is the father keeping secret? Zahwa so was - was this way.

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