GRINNED
CHAPTER 12: Anya Today

Far away on the edge of town near the rice fields, Zaidan is being rendered helpless against his only daughter. From morning it was tempting. I had to call Dinda to wake her up.

"Bi Rahma, please prepare the full Anya 2 stell outfit. The milk do not forget. Oh yes ... cupper bag." Zaidan said while accompanying Anya who had to be forced to drink milk and bread.

"Sister, eat a lot of ya!"

"No, I'm bored." He continued to whine, making Zaidan even more confused, not knowing what he wanted.

"Yes is here .. sweet father's daughter."

He grabbed his daughter who was still pouting. And sit on the lap.

"Anya .. father's daughter is beautiful, smart and sholihah. Eat yes ... father bribe." Zaidan continued to persuade him.

"One of these loaves is yes .. so that the stomach is filled and does not hurt easily." said Zaidan softly. But just keep Anya sulking and pouting.

With a deep breath, Zaidan put his daughter into another chair. So that he could have breakfast, even if only one loaf of bread with peanut butter. Just to stuff his hungry stomach.

"The sweet and sholihah father's daughter. Actually want what? How to keep pouting."

"I want to take a walk. Bored in the office."

"Oh that .. good. But it's gotta drink the milk." Persuade zaidan. Finally also drink the milk, although with great difficulty.

"But I have to stop by the office first. There's Ammah Dinda in the office. Let's take Ammah Dinda for a walk."

When he mentioned Ammah Dinda, his spirit immediately rose.

"Yes, Dad. There's ammah in there."

Ammah Dinda did have something to soften and conquer this sweet little princess of mine.

"God willing." Zaidan nodded his head.

"Now, the bread is eaten ...."

Anya remained head bobble.

"Yes already. We're leaving."

"Ashik .. meet ammah." She ran cheerfully to pick up her pretty slippers on the shelf. Without a care Zaidan who stupefied. And could only smile looking at the joy that was again present on the face of his little daughter.

"Bi, where's the bag." Ask Zaidan.

Bi Rahma immediately brought a small bag containing the equipment of Anya's daughter.

"Bi Rahmah sorry, please take care of all this."

"Good, Den."

Zaidan passed away leaving his house in a terrible mess because of Anya's actions since he woke up in the morning. With the spirit of Zaidan towards the car in the garage. Anya had already run ahead, waiting near the car while standing. With a smile her cherry adorned. Until Zaidan made a gem in the heart.

"Dad, don't be long. It'll be bad luck." The chatter, made Zaidan laugh.

"Well now come in, princess." Zaidan said as he opened the car door. Permit Anya to enter like a princess. Then close it back carefully. Then he got in the car through the other door. And put the equipment Anya in the middle seat. Quietly, Zaidan sat behind the wheel.

"When the princess is ready to go." Asked Zaidan with a slight tease.

"Here, let's go .." Anya answered by shouting and lifting her hands up.

With the car, the car is driven out of the garage. Towards the streets surrounded by rice fields. Before entering the city streets crowded with vehicles.

Finally they arrived at Zaidan's office which was very magnificent. Immediately Anya ran towards the building. Leaving Zaidan who was closing the car door, and locking it.

"Dad, it's slow. Lose the same as Anya, fast little dong."

"All right .. I'm after."

When the liff door opened, Zaidan entered immediately.

"Nach, finally the father who won, the father who became the champion."

"Can't, Anya won. It's arrived from earlier."

"Yes, I can't. Lha ... Daddy's coming in first." Zaidan answered seriously. Making his little daughter angry did not accept.

The debate continued until they got out of the elevator. The staff they passed by made him smile.

"Aris, what's our show today?" Zaidan asked after arriving at his secretary's desk.

"This morning I have metting."

"It needs to be cancelled."

"No need. Today I'm good about Aris." Zaidan said as he glanced at his little princess. The one who was spoken to just silently turned around, as if something was being sought.

"His looking for Ammah Dinda?" Ask Mr. Aris with a smile.

"Yes." Yeah."

"That!"

Instantly her face turned bright, as bright as the shining sun greeted the beautiful morning. Seeing the person being sought walking towards him. Without caring for the people around her, Anya ran to hug Dinda. Who greeted him with a warm smile and embrace.

"It's been a long time waiting." Ask Zaidan as soon as Dinda arrives.

"Not yet."

"Let's go into my room."

"All right." Dinda's reflexes wanted to lower Anya from her embrace. But the little princess didn't want to get away from him.

"Lha, why is princess Anya spoiled once today. What's up, honey?"

Gently behind Anya's hair with affection.

"Annya kangen Ammah ..."

"Yes!" Dinda replied while peeping Anya's forehead. Slowly put down the little princess. And gave him the paper bag he brought from home. Anya accepted it with great pleasure. Then happily, the three of them entered Zaidan's room.

As usual Zaidan immediately sat in his seat of greatness. Then let Dinda sit in front of him.

"Where's the proposal?" Zaidan.

"It's Sir."

"Good."

"Alright, later I transfer his finances as initial capital."

"Thank you, sir."

"If so I'll resign first, sir."

"Separ Dinda. Can I ask you for help right now."

"What is it, Sir. If I could, God willing, I would help."

"Today I promised to take a walk. Do you have time to accompany us." Dinda was astonished, hearing Mr. Zaidan's request. But because he was the boss and plus Anya who had stolen his heart, Dinda was powerless to resist.

"Where, sir?"

"Yes .. somewhere that could make Anya happy. But sorry ... once again sorry to have involved you in this matter."

"It can be ..." Please Zaidan earnestly.

Inwardly wanting to laugh looking at that pensive face. That could bring down Dinda's arrogance. He nodded his head, sign in agreement. There was joy on Zaidan's face. But a moment later it seemed a little bit sullen. Dinda looked at Zaidan's direction. 

"Masiah Allah ..." We shouted together to see Anya who was eating tart cake. Buttercream that adorned, has now moved to all over his face. Even her hair pony tasting too. Makes us laugh.

"This is because of ammah" said Mr. Zaidan

Gleegk .. it's good to accuse.

"Truly this father's son." My reply.

"Enak, Dad. Wanna try?" He stood up, then walked over to Zaidan. Without permission, straight into the mouth. Unprepared, his nose was filled. They both look like clowns. The face is full of sweet buttercream.

"Tomorrow again, Ammah ...!"

"No-no .. can be mengrubutin dad's ants later."Zaidan answered while cleaning his nose with a tissue on the table by the sofa. Then go to the bathroom in the next room.

"Ammah sweet Dinda .. This is your responsibility ..."His orders after returning with a clean face. She pointed to me to be responsible. Smiling, I rubbed Anya's face with tissue. I couldn't bear to hide my laughter, watching Anya and her father's funny face.

"Now you two I'm staying in a meeting. And then when you come back, everything should be clean. If not, it will not be a picnic. And don't forget the cake don't eat it all. I want to." too."

"Okay, Dad." answered us with a laugh, seeing Zaidan out of the room.

"That's your laptop?"

"Yes, Sir?"

"The proposal is inside, right?"

"I take it first as punishment. I'll give it back."

"Yes, sir."

What the fuck is this Mr. Zaidan. Laptop cooking is also brought. But since I was helpless, I said yes ....