King Haider
Doubtful work, kere did not want to!

Arriving in Jakarta, Cilya rushed to the hospital where her father was treated. The girl could not wait to see her father. In my heart, I hope that my father's condition is not bad.

"Dad.." call Cilya while opening the door to the hospital room of the patient. Cilya paid no heed to the gaze of her stepmother who showed dislike of her arrival. "What happened dad?" Cilya approached, clutching Radit's fingers.

Radit smiled and stroked the top of his daughter's head. "Father is just soy sauce. There's nothing to worry about."

Hearing that answer, Cilya breathed in relief. "Thank God, but you need to rest and cut down on work a little."

"Yes dear." said Radit.

"Well..how are you? is mom healthy?" Cilya paled to Sarah, her stepmom. Don't forget to kiss the back of her stepmother's hand.

Sarah greeted him, then gently stroked Cilya's head. "Good mom, how are you?" ask Sarah. If there is no Radit among them, Sarah will not be kind to Cilya. Not want!

Cilya just smiled, no longer asking. Cilya was only focused on her father. Accompanying him chatted, helping his father take medicine, without caring about his tired body.

"You better go home, son," Radit said after two hours had passed. "You just got here, right, keep coming?" guess Radit.

"Don't want to be, Cilya wants to nemenin aja father."

Radit smiles. "Go home first, rest and clean up later you can come here again if it's already seger. His face was very wrinkled, tired looking."

"Yes pah, Cilya go home first. Ntar here again." finally according. His body also feels sticky and sore, must be rested.

***

One day without the presence of Cilya makes the apartment feel lonely. Usually every morning there will be a commotion between the two of them, more precisely King who always chattered, criticizing whatever Cilya did.

"Cil! where's my milk?" he shouted when he woke up, looking at the table did not find a glass of his favorite full cream milk. "Nuts!" there is no unit. As King regained consciousness, Cilya was not in this apartment.

"Huff. Why did I forget!" his gerrick. King found what he needed in the refrigerator. After that, King rushed to clean himself up and was about to go to the cafe.

Arriving at the cafe courtyard, King was surprised by the quiet cafe condition, even though it was noon. And the Close board attached to the entrance glass has not been behind with the words Open.

"Damn it! employees are not very smart!" upset ass. How dare the corruption of time, even though he has said it will come late. Because King there is a need to meet Ali to ask for compensation for the behavior of his wife who has broken some cafe customs.

Rushing King into the cafe, his steps stopped, his body froze to see the presence of the person sitting arrogantly. Look at him with a small look. King didn't like that small look!

Her lips were tightly locked, as if her spicy mouth was not working when faced with the man, the man who caused her to lose her luxurious facilities, her daddy, Arsenino Haidar.

The employees were frightened by the presence of a man who had a face almost similar to his boss this morning. They are silent, hiding in the kitchen area, not willing to interfere with the affairs of their superiors.

Arsenic circled the view to the entire corner of the room. Researching it closely. "Too old-fashioned! the target market will not expand if the design only prioritizes young people. Even though the money among the fathers of kece. Young people are the most mesen cup, hang out the old one." said Arsen.

Arsen tapped his index finger next to his forehead. "Have brains in pake! think mature! don't be rash!"

King just listened silently. Can't fight. His business knowledge is still low, unlike his experienced daddy.

"His way to open a business! but your brain is Zonk!" Arsen shook his head. His son was stubborn, never wanted to listen to his directions. Always do whatever you want without knowing good or bad. It was very different from her when she was young. Arsen really learned what Adrian's father taught him about business.

"But the proof is I can open my own cafe, without any money from daddy!" said King.

"Curtain!" Arsen. "Your money, what's the girl's money you're benefiting from?" ask Arsen.

King was surprised, why did his daddy find out?

"Wouldn't work, Kere didn't want to! it's funny!" Arsen stood up, walking closer to his son.

"Home home soon! and start according to whatever daddy orders!" arsen said firmly. Actually still not satisfied to give a lesson to his son to understand about what the real life means. But his wife became increasingly, whining to bring King home. Always threatening to block the road to Nirvana, Arsenic where can!

It's been two weeks Lisa's been living in it, during which time she fasted. There was no other choice but to bring her son home.

"No way!" king replied refusing. Too prestige to quickly accept a tempting offer. King had to hold back a little, so as not to look trivial in his daddy's eyes. Though inwardly, the man cheered, impatiently met with rows of magic cards, his sports car and other luxurious amenities. "Thank you, mommy.."

Arsen sighed, "Daddy wait a week" said Arsen then passed leaving King, followed by three loyal bodyguards following his superior's ability to leave

Arsen was already far out of sight, King prancing in excitement. "Yes!"

Both of King's eyes circled around, "What dady said, I have to remodel the design again" said King.

The plan, King will continue the cafe business. And asked Ali to take care of it. All in order for his friend to have his own business without relying on the wife of the demit incarnation. King hopes with Ali has his own income will be free from his wife. Realize that Novita does not deserve to be with Ali. The friend deserves a faithful partner.

Seriate...