Married My Friend's Dad

Married My Friend's Dad
A LOVE LATER FROM ZEFANYA



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π™²πšŠπš‘πšŠπš™πšπšŽπš› 1. πš‰π™΄π™΅π™°π™½πšˆπ™° 𝙳𝙰𝙽 πš…π™°π™½π™Έ


In a private school, of international standard. Many disciples passed by because they had now entered the hour of rest.


From a distance, 2 girls were sitting while enjoying a bowl of meatballs on the table. Not to forget the iced tea in each glass is available.


"Zef, we'll be in 12th grade soon, and you want to go here? It's been 1 year more." chirped the girl with a shoulder-length haircut.


The zefanya just rolled lazy eyes. "Yes, I have to do it. Come over brother Dani, keep saying 'sister actually I already like the big brother from 10th grade. Will you not be my girlfriend?"


"Yes that's not it. At least Lo what effort cake. Don't just shut up. How would you like to get, if you just watch him from afar."


"Vani, listen to me. I am comfortable with kek gini. Just watch him from afar, without him knowing." Vani clucked in annoyance. This friend of his is very stubborn.


Vani suddenly smiled. He quickly pulled out Zefanya's hand that was on the table. "Gue has an idea!" his words are enthusiastic.


"What?" With the ogah-ogahan Zefanya glanced at her Friend.


"Do you know how many fans Dani has?" Zefanya just nodded lazily. Brother Dani is one of the Mos wanted in their school, and his handsome face makes him liked by the girls in their school. Many are chasing him, but as far as Zefanya brother Dani has not got his heart patch. And that's one of the advantages that Zefanya deserves to be grateful for.


"Every morning in Dani's locker must be full of love letters, flowers or even chocolate, right?"


"Continue?" Zefanya began to be interested in Vani's chat.


"What if he doesn't read it?" because Zefanya knows. Sis Dani although humble but sometimes love letters that he got in his locker too much will end up in the trash can without being read.


"Yes Lo make it as interesting as possible, which can attract the attention of brother Dani and he chose a love letter Lo made him read." Zefanya nodded in understanding.


"Lo help me." Vani certainly nodded enthusiastically. Besides being sorry to see Zefanya who already likes Brother Dani from the 10th grade, she also wants her best friend to not be single again. Yes counting reduces the number of perjombloan in Indonesia hehe.


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After school, Vani and Zefanya rushed home. Of course with Vani staying at Zefanya's house. His second mission is to make a love letter to his upperclassman, Kak Dani.


"Van, Lo sure? Mending is not necessary." Zephaniah's chirps sitting cross-legged on the bed. His mattress now there are several kinds of stationery scattered.


"Gue sure. Mending now Lo began to write that content Lo made brother Dani in the Sheet. If you have just copied Lo in the paper that I prepared."


Zefanya just did what her best friend said. The girl was confused as to what she was trying to say. 1, 2 Sentences have already begun to be contained in the white sheet.


It does not feel half the paper already contains all the contents of Zefanya's heart. The girl looked at the cool Vani dancing in front of her phone screen. Especially if you don't make tik tok.


Zefanya reread what he wrote, a little amused indeed. The girl immediately remembered the first time she met with Kak Dani who managed to make her fall in love in silence.


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