Little Daddy's
chapter 19's

Chapter 19's

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After receiving a call from his father, Zahwa resumed his journey to class.

But again - again the steps must stop.

Currently standing the figure of Megan and her two minions, Mayang and Silvi. They are blocking Zahwa's way.

No words came out of Zahwa's mouth. He just looked seriously at the three prospective aunt girls - aunty menor. Because at this time, his third face is thick with make up.

"Eh, Zahwa!" Megan puffed out her chest as if challenging Zahwa. "I've previously known the same to stay away from Zain. Why are you still a guy?" Megan said loudly.

Zahwa's eyebrows rose next to her with a thin grin on her lips.

"Rather than angry elo not clear as gini, mending lo continue pepet si Zain. How do you know tomorrow - tomorrow he slumped with you." Zahwa.

"Well, stay away from him. Let's not give him any attention to Elo." Megan still showed her fierce face.

"Hhaaaahhh. Cute said the same. What Zain was talking about was just." Zahwa passes from Megan's front, marking her shoulder to Megan's shoulder.

"Akkh.... It's a girl like a bull anyway? Play hit me." Megan's Sarcass.

Megan stomped her feet and went to her class, followed by her two loyal ladies-in-waiting.

This break Zahwa decided to go to the library for a while to borrow a book. Because tomorrow is Sunday, Zahwa will fill his free time by reading.

Already this week his working hours have returned to normal according to the work agreement he had agreed and Zain.

After the library, Zia stopped by the cafeteria to buy snacks and drinks. He wanted to hang out at the park while reading a book.

"Mom I brought each other two." Zahwa put money on the canteen guard.

Zahwa immediately passed, and wanted to immediately realize his intention earlier.

When he turned around, intentionally or not he was hit by a schoolgirl. And the drink the girl was holding spilled over her white uniform.

"Eh. Sorry, I didn't mean it." Riska said in a panic.

"Huhuhh! It's dirty." Zahwa grumbled with a small mutter.

"Once again sorry?" Say Riska again.

"It's okay - what. Can be cleaned kog." Zahwa smiled wryly looking at her uniform.

Without waiting any longer, Zahwa headed straight for the bathroom and cleaned his uniform.

While Riska displays her devil smile without anyone knowing.

In front of the cafeteria, Zahwa runs into Zain and Ryo.

"Loh loh. What's your uniform, Wa?" Ask Ryo.

"The spillover of that man's drink." Answer Zahwa.

"It's a good thing you're using the daleman again. If not..." Ryo paused his words.

"If not why?" Ask Zahwa.

"It's certain that your glasses look good." Said Ryo while grinning.

At first Zahwa did not understand the words of Ryo. But his attention was diverted towards the gaze of Ryo yNg towards his second. Zahwa spontaneously embraced his own body. He understood the meaning of Ryo's words.

Zahwa's face immediately turned red, hearing Ryo's lecherous speech.

Plaakkp...

Zain poked Ryo's head a little hard, then passed by without caring about Ryo who grimaced.

Kan Zain so come to imagine the glass behind Zahwa's glasses that.

Fucking boys.

This morning, true cheer emanated from the cute face of the little princess in the Malik family residence.

Sora ran cheerfully chasing the ball that was being kicked by his uncel.

"Unceeels... Don't be far away. Sola's tired of the ball." Whine Sora with her screams And funny pursed mouth. But he kept chasing the ball.

The god who managed to prank his bang was just laughing at the way Sora ran.

Sora's got the ball. He was about to run towards his uncel, but turned the direction because he saw the daddy.

"Daddy..." Whine Sora as he looks at Zain towards the garden chair.

"Why baby?" Ask Zain gently.

Surely his son has been bullied by this brother of his durjana again, he thought.

"Uncle make Sola run - run to the ball. Sola is tired. Nih... Sola's legs aren't high." Adu Sora's.

Zain looked at Sora and the Gods in turn.

"Teroosss dice. You little fissile." The Lord's lips on the ponakan.

"Daddy... Uncle said the bocil was." Said Sora while holding her chest.

"Emang Sora bocil right?" Zain seduces the child.

"Daddy Iiiihhh." The little eyes began to glaze over with glassy lips.

"Volcano..." Zain hugged his daughter.

Huizhou aaaaa....

Sora's loud cries rang out to where Ayumi was.

Ayumi hurried to see what was going on with her grandson.

"Sora why, Zain?" Ask Ayumi. "You're definitely usilin, aren't you?" Accuse Ayumi with glaring eyes.

Zain could only laugh at the reaction of two different women of this generation.

"Here baby, here's the same grandma." Ayumi takes over Sora from Zain.

"Glandmas... Uncel same daddy naughty. Masa Sola spelled out bocil." Adu Sora on Ayumi.

"Oh yeah?" Ayumi pura - pura surprised. And innocently Sora nodded.

Ayumi actually wanted to laugh. But he held it, for the sake of his grandson so that he could quickly fall silent from his cries.

"Later let the grandma circumcise their birds. I can't fly anymore." Ayumi started to speak abstractly.

"Same Daddy uncel got a bulung?" Sora asked who started to stop her crying. He never saw a bird in this house.

Ayumi nodded.

"Where? Sola wants to see."

"Eh? Can't." Ayumi gnawed - the movement of her index finger.

"Why?" Sora tilted her head.

"Later the bird comes out of the cage. Daddy just as uncel don't have any more birds dong?" Ayumi.

Hearing the two women's talk, Zain let out a rough sigh while the God patted his eel.

Grandchildren and grandmothers are the same.

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