Hidden CEO
Cassandra's Phrase

Chapters. 31

Ever since her argument with the papa a few days ago, Dilla decided to dodge. Not because of anything, only he replied that until the papa was discussing about who the man who had touched him. Even questioning about his pride who does with just anyone.

"Dilla, wait! Papa wants to talk to you!" said papa Atmadja with a tone that held in anger.

The man could not physically abuse his daughter. Even to slap him is not hearty. However, if Papa Atmadja is not being firm, then Dilla will be very far off from it.

Meanwhile, Dilla, who was preparing to leave for campus and skipped her morning breakfast, stopped her footsteps. Looking lazily towards the middle-aged man sitting on the dining room chair.

"What's up, Pa? Dilla is leaving. If Papa wants to be fed, ask just the same Sister Sinta. He's not working at this hour" Cerocos Dilla's origin. His father had not yet opened his voice.

Indeed, it takes more patient stock to face a person like Dilla. Otherwise, it is certain that blood pressure will be a threat. Heart health will also decline.

"Sit. Papa wants to talk to you for a moment" said papa Atmadja with a very firm look.

"Leave to say, Pa. Dilla's almost late, here!" reply Dilla who was so rebellious.

"Sit down or all Papa's facilities pull."

This is a sentence that Dilla really doesn't like. Where he could be free from all the luxury facilities that his father gave.

'No! I cannot be poor. Can't have my temen, ntar.' Inner Dilla warned herself.

Not to be, Dilla said. With a lazy step, the woman headed to the chair in front of her papa with a circular dining table attached.

"Later afternoon join Papa meeting with clients at cafe Biru. Continue next week to clear your schedule from the morning. Because there is a family event," said papa Atmadja with a very serious look.

"Since when was there a family event? Our family is so close, huh, Pa?"

With his words so nyeplos without being strained first, managed to make papa Atmadja pop his eyes.

"Liar so, they're still your family, Dilla. Remember, stay polite no matter what they do to you. Reply with elegant. Don't be barbaric as usual," remembers papa Atmadja who knows very well if this daughter can't be nudged a little. Little nudges, bickering and fighting that he will neglect.

His papa's answer still couldn't satisfy Dilla. Although very upset and disliked the family of his father, Dilla still had to respect them in order to keep the name of his father. That way, Dilla is the type of person who loves her real family. It's just that he often makes trouble because he wants to attract the attention of his father. Not only accept the demands to continue to be perfect and comply.

"What's the show, Pa?" asked Dilla who was very curious. Somehow his heart said that something was being covered by his papa.

At the time when papa Atmadja wanted to open the voice, but the ringing of Dilla's phone sounded so loud. The woman also chose to answer the phone.

"Yes, Mir, what's wrong? Early in the morning, I called. I don't have a doubt" said Dilla after sliding the green button up.

"..."

Dilla's eyes immediately glared at what Dilla had just said.

"What! Why don't you tell me from last night, begoo!" pekik Dilla who immediately snatched his sling bag and thick book. Leaving the dining room after kissing the back of his papa's hand.

"Andai .. You keep like this, Dill. Papa will not make you get married soon," muttered paa Atmadja while looking at her hand that had been kissed by Dilla. There was a feeling of haru in his heart.

I don't know when was the last time that woman did it.