Little Daddy's
Chapter 40's

Chapter 40's

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Zain stood in front of a one-story building. In a residential area in one area that is not too far from the school of the child. A simple but spacious house to live in for himself and Sora.

The house with a courtyard there are many tall trees and many flowering plants neatly arranged that makes the atmosphere around it look beautiful and cool. This house is well maintained even though it has been uninhabited for a long time.

"How about, Mas Zain?" Ask a home sales agent. When they saw the house.

It seems that Zain is weighing the decision whether he will take this house or not. Long enough he thought while paying attention to the situation around.

"good. I take. Today we also finish the payment." Zain's Disconnect.

"Alhamdulillah. Finally, this house has an interest." Said the agent.

Zain's forehead flinched hearing this man beside him. "Indeed, have many bargained for this house?"

"A lot of it, Mas. But yes it is. Today decided to take this house, uh. tomorrow it's off." The agent explained.

"Why is that?"

"Because prospective buyers are exposed to the same appeal of property agents who live next door." The agent pointed to the house on the right. "He offered a house at a price that was cheaper than the price of this house."

Zain mangosteen - the mangosteen heard the man's explanation.

"Mas Zain, you haven't changed your mind, have you?" Ask the agent a little scared if Zain cancels their transaction.

Though he really needs money from the commission of the sale of this house to add - additional needs of his family. Not bad?

Zain smiled at the question of this man. "I fit into this house. The atmosphere is good for my child's growth."

"The Son of Mas Zain?" The man was surprised.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Law. I think I'm still single. I have a child anyway. It looks young right. Hehe..." Said the agent.

"Well married, sir." Zain spread his gaze again. Thinking, a house with a yard this large, who would clean it?

"Sir!"

"Yes, Mum."

"Is there anyone here who can work to clean the house?" Ask Zain.

"Clean - clean house?" The man thought for a moment. "Do I want to find you, Mom? You see, the cleaner of this house is the messenger who owns the house."

"If there is, can sir." Zain received this man's help.

The man nodded. "I'll find it later. When do you plan to move?"

"Maybe Sunday, sir. After the furniture is neatly arranged. My son and I will live here."

"Two of you?" The man squeaked.

Zain nodded in response.

"Mas Zain's wife?"

Zain smiled wryly at the question. "It's dead, sir."

The man was again - again surprised. "Sorry, I don't mean to remind you of the deceased. I'm so sorry, Mom."

And again, Zain just smiled. Maybe in the future there will be more who ask this to him.

"Pa....!"

Suddenly a girl in front of the house across from them shouted and waved her hand at the man beside Zain.

Both of them turned towards the sound.

Zain nodded in understanding. But his gaze fell on the figure of the man beside the girl. "Deliver?" Mumbled.

"Know my son?"

"Say the Father's son?" Zain asked back.

"Yes. My only child. Know where, Mas?"

"Campus friends. I'm Gilang's senior." Zain explained.

It appears that Gilang is approaching Zain and his father. "Bang Zain's! Why?"

"See the house." Zain answered briefly while pointing at the house he was going to buy.

"Waaah... Dong's neighbor." Gilang exclaimed in pleasure.

"Beneer really you?" Cibir the father known as Bayu.

"Yes dong, Dad. Let me have a playmate at this complex. The entire hallway had no other young men but Gilang."

"Yes, huh?" Bayu nodded. "It's a good thing you don't want to be a girl. It can be dangerous if the father's most handsome son transforms into a transvestite."

Gilang auto mouth gaping to hear the words of his father. While Zain only laughed a little hearing the scratches of the two men near him.

Now his gaze was lifted and fixed on the figure of a sweet girl who was standing in front of the gate of the house that he knew was the house of Pak Bayu and Gilang.

For a moment the two looked at each other, after which Zain's attention returned again with a chat with two men nearby.

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"Zayn!" Helen, the wife of the Gods looked bright when she found her sister-in-law had arrived home.

Ignoring his brother-in-law's welcome, Zain continued to set foot into the room.

But as she lost her veins, Helen kept approaching Zain and blocked her path.

"Have you eaten? I cooked your favorite food." Helen tried to attract the sympathy of her sister-in-law.

"Sorry, but I've been eating out." Reject Zain and continue on.

Rejected, Helen felt unacceptable. He was increasingly challenged to get the hot widower's attention.

Isn't a man who is cold like that even easily able to attract the interest of you women who like challenges? The same goes for Helen Pramudya. While her husband and her two in-laws are on business, she must be able to steal the opportunity to get closer to Zain.

When for the first time Helen set foot in the house of the Malik family, he had already taken an interest in Zain, even though he had been in contact with the older brother of the man. Moreover, for the size of his physical appearance, Zain was superior to the Gods. Although it can not be denied, God also has its own charm. Definition of greedy women and delicious kufur. Already given the halal, even looking for the haram. And like Helen, she intended to have both.

Helen pulls Zain's hand until her steps stop.

Getting the undue touch he received, Zain's face turned instantly colder with anger that began to stick out.

"Get your hands off my hands." Zain said as he looked at the hand held by Helen.

Helen ignores zain's rejection even though she sees a change in the face of her sister-in-law who seems to dislike the action.

"You tried my cooking first, huh?" Helen tries to pull Zain towards the dining room. But the action didn't work. Not a single bit of Zain moved from its original place.

And with his sadism the man said "Lo know? Any woman who is directly and indirectly related to me and the god at once, will soon be faced with death? And maybe soon it's your turn, KA KAK I PAR." Said Zain by emphasizing the word 'Sister of Inpar' on Helen.

Hearing Zain's words, Helen suddenly released Zain's hand which she had drawn.

It's not that he doesn't know about his sister-in-law's story. Believe it or not, what this man said is true. Both of Zain's wives had something to do with the husband, God.

Is this a coincidence? Or a curse? I don't know. Only God knows.

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