
“Papa to where?” tanya Nino stretched out a hug while looking up at her father.
“Sorry, Dear. After returning from here, Papa is busy making the move, so that he gets closer to Nino. So, I haven't seen Nino again. Healthy ‘kan now?” asked the man bowed, reciprocated a nod of encouragement from Nino.
Sofia also moved, circling her desk to stand behind Reza. His gaze was still sharp as usual, “Since when did you work here, Mas? Why not attend the trial?” ask the woman.
Reza turned to look at Sofia, the smile on her lips did not fade even though it was not reciprocated by Sofia. “Udah 3 days. You are busy, rarely in the office. Hence do not know,” reply is friendly. “Oh yes, maybe a call letter was sent to the old house. Unfortunately, it is now empty. I've sold it, yes even though I haven't met a suitable buyer,” continued the man.
Sofia gave a rough sigh. He did not want to argue further, considering there was Nino in front of him. “Where do you live now?” ask the woman.
“Close to your home. Let's take care of you guys,” he made Sofia roll her eyes lazy.
This is what Sofia was afraid of long ago when she met Reza again. He doesn't like Reza ruining his life anymore. Moreover, Nino looks very sticky with Reza, even though they have not known for long. Perhaps true, blood is thicker than water. Because all this time, Nino can not be close to strangers. Even if it was Tama, the man who had always approached her all this time.
“To be exact how much, so that later not the wrong address again. Please send now,” firmly the woman.
Reza looked at him pushyly, his breathing gushed violently. Perhaps he was surprised by Sofia's change. However, according to him, this is still not much compared to his previous attitude. He still unravels a smile full of patience with nods, not wanting to widen the problem.
“Ohya, mumpung Mas here, I ask you to prepare the meeting room. I'll wear it in fifteen minutes.” Sofia chimed in while staring at the clock on her wrist.
Instead of going straight to work, the man frowned, “Not will it be soon home hours?” ask Reza.
“Iya, but this is urgent Mas. Please yes,” exclaimed Sofia again sitting in her chair. He immediately contacted the developer and marketing team for an emergency meeting.
“Nino help papa yes, Ma!” the child's permission to the mother.
Being too tense, Sofia simply nodded while shaking her hands. He was panicking and could not be bothered.
“Excuse me, Mom,” said Reza was professional again before leaving the room.
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“Pa, there seems to be an enemy in the blanket,” muttered Nino around in the meeting room.
“Means?” reza asked while cleaning the table and chairs, arranging them neatly while cleaning them.
Nino walked back and forth while thinking hard. He who often dabbled in the business world of his mother, felt there was an awkwardness. He sat in the front seat. Seriously looks.
“Mama company wants to launch a new product. All proposals, designs and samples have been sent to advertising companies. Suddenly there was a copyright claim from one of the companies, Pa,”.
Reza was surprised, because Nino was critical-minded even though not in her realm. He became more curious about his son. To the best of his knowledge, a child of Nino's age could only play, learn according to his portion. It is different with Nino. His son was able to make him a whimper because of his intelligence in adult matters.
“Not to be confused, Pa. I have been with my mom for a long time. Since I can read well, I often help him. I like new things that are more challenging than just subjects at school. That's why I know, Pa," explained Nino when she saw the confusion on Reza's face.
“Gosh! It turns out your body is small. The soul of the business has been embedded in your brain since the baby,” as long as Reza laughs while holding his son's head.
Nino laughed at the father's joke. But shortly afterwards brushed off his father's arm and looked seriously. “So, what's our next step, Pa? We can't let mama face him alone!” tanya Nino looked at him seriously.
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