HOT DUDA VS HOT WIDOW
Paralon

Meanwhile, in a different place, Zainalando, or often called Zain, a model and also a top actor, stared intently at Zivilando, his only daughter, after she gave him an envelope, it turned out to be from the school of the princess.

"What are you doing again Zi?" zain asked, after reading the contents of the envelope, which required him to meet the school, where the princess was studying in high school.

"I didn't do anything, Pa,"

"If you don't do anything, what's the school calling Papa for?"

"Where do I know,"

"Zi, tell Papa, don't make papa angry, are you fighting again?" zain asked, because not only this time he was called by the school.

"I'm just defending myself, Pa,"

"Tell me, what are you doing this time,"

"Just grab another schoolgirl's hair,"

"Yes, God. Why did you do that, papa never taught you to commit a crime, Zi,"

"It's all because of Papa,"

Zain squinted his eyes at the princess who was sitting on a sofa in his room.

"Why do you blame Papa, where is Papa's fault, say it?"

"Wrong Papa, why Papa did not marry again, so that I was not mocked, because I did not have a mother," Zi replied, it is true.

Because she never knew the figure of a mother, and never felt the affection of a mother, and only heard the story, if the mother died after giving birth to her.

A rough gust of breath slid free from Zain's lips, because it was again, and that was again why the princess was fighting at school.

"Papa has told you, look at that," Zain pointed to a wedding photo of himself and his wife, whom he loved so much, and so loved, to this day, after the departure of his wife for good sixteen years ago, after giving birth to Zi, it was not easy for Zain to remarry.

"You know, it's my mama, and that's what you always say" Zi continued. "Even though I don't know, it's true or not,"

"Of course it's true, Zi. She's your mama,"

"Let's see, I feel like I'm just a pick-up boy,"

"Zi, what are you saying, huh!" annoyed Zain heard the princess's words. "You're papa's son and your mama, okay!"

"No, unless papa gets married again,"

"It's not easy to get married again to Papa,"

"Why? What Papa's afraid of, I know that I'm just a pickle boy, and not Papa's biological son, because this papa is actually impotent,"

Zain now squinted his eyes, hearing the words from the princess.

"Why? Papa's surprised? I know everything?"

"Who told you that, answer honestly,"

Zain shook his head to hear the name of the friend called by the princess, a friend who knows everything about him.

"Never listen to Aunt Jane, okay,"

"Why? Doesn't papa want me to know, if papa is impotent, and it turns out I'm just a pickle boy, is that it?"

"Zi!" exciting Zain. "Don't talk like that again, you papa boy,"

"Well, if I'm Papa's son, I want Papa to remarry, DOT!" firmly Zi, who was eager to have the figure of a mama beside her, then moved from her seat and left the papa, who was massaging her own forehead.

And now Zain was staring at the door of his room that had just been closed by the princess, now opened again by Jane, a woman who was no stranger to him.

"Why did you say impotence to my daughter, Jane?"

Instead of answering Zain's question, Jane smiled, and approached him.

"That's the truth, isn't it?"

"That was,"

"It's definitely right now, isn't it? The proof, after sixteen years of the departure of your wife, you are not married yet, it is impossible right, every time you want to meet your biological needs, you have to play with Miss lux, madam give and the like right?"

"I'm a loyal man,"

"Pret, there's no way Zain, if you're normal, you're going to need a handler for your snake,"

"I can do it my own way,"

Jane squinted her eyes at her best friend. "Do you like snacks outside?" ask Jane full of questions.

"Of course not,"

"Continue?"

"Imagine my itiku,"

"And five fingers playing?"

"Yes, what's wrong," Zain replied honestly, because the friendship between the two had been established for so long, making both of them not shy about telling about things that can be said intimate.

Hearing Zain's reply, Jane laughed.

"Oh my God, Zain. Falling in your self-esteem, as a model and also a top actor, if your fans know, the idol is crazy, in this world there is no shortage of holes, Zain,"

"What hole?"

"Paralon!" pissed Jane.

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