Miss Coollant Mr. Sangkang
43. CRY OUT

"Brengs3k!" damiant grabbed his hair in frustration.

Cathy who saw him shuffled as she tightened her blanket, to cover his innocent body.

'Bagaima could Zafia be in Aussie?' inner Damiant wondered.

Not thinking at all. If it turns out his daughter is also in the same country as him at this time. The world felt so narrow to him. What should he explain to his daughter. Will he be able to stand up straight in front of his daughter later?

"Who was that woman?" ask Cathy to distract the troubled Damiant.

Damiant stared at Cathy expressionlessly. His face really looks flat.

"Are your ears deaf? Didn't you hear all my talk with him?" damiant said in a cynical tone.

Cathy gulped her saliva in a bit of trouble. The answer Damiant gave was like a sharp knife. That can make him slash, if not careful.

"Wick on your clothes! I'm gonna get somebody to find you a new place to live."

Not wanting to be denied, Damiant immediately gave a sharp look at Cathy. When the woman was about to protest.

Get out of bed with a blanket. Cathy walked while pursing her lips, towards the bathroom.

"Come here! There's an important task for you" Damiant said, speaking to someone by phone.

"Good, Sir."

After getting an answer from the person he was in contact with. Damiant turned off his phone.

Scooped his face violently. Damiant felt his mind was chaotic. Full of the shadow of his daughter's face.

"I have to give an explanation to Zafia immediately" Damiant murmured seriously.

He didn't want his daughter to hate him. Type something on his phone screen. Damiant sent a message to one of his subordinates.

"Don't hate Papa, son," he whispered in the air that felt empty.

While Cathy who was in the bathroom, stared furiously at the empty air.

"Ck, old man bangk4! He could talk to me like that. Who does he think he is? Huh, you maniac *3**!" sumpat Cathy vented her frustration.

However, the next few seconds. A smile rose on his face. As if realizing something.

"Didn't that woman say something?" mumbling slowly.

"If you don't hear me wrong, the woman mentioned someone's name. And yes, that was the name of that old boy.

"So, her daughter followed us all the way here? Ah, jesus!" Cathy covered her own mouth. Feeling unexpected, if the relationship will be known by someone.

Even worse, that person is the daughter of Damiant himself.

"Good! Then I can start the next plan. This is good news. I'll share it with someone" Cathy grinned.

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Chequek.

Mayra opens the door to Zafia's room. The scene that Mayra caught when the door opened was dark. Mayra walked to the wall with a light switch. Turn the switch on with one check. The room also looks bright.

Zafia was seen lying on the bed. Mayra approached him immediately. Sitting on the edge of the bed. Staring wryly at Zafia's back. His outstretched hand touched the shoulder of the girl he considered to be the younger sister.

"Zafia," he called her soft.

"Don't be like this" Mayra said expectantly. "You don't deserve to cry for a man like that" Mayra said.

"Your tears are too precious, Fi. Do not let your heart become weak. Especially because men brengs3k like them," said Mayra gave advice.

Zafia was still silent, listening to the sentence Mayra had said to her.

"I'm here, Fi. Share your sadness with me. Don't you keep her alone" Mayra said sincerely.

Wiping his tears slowly, Zafia then got up and sat down. Now Mayra can see her fucked up face. How shiny. All of this adds to Mayra's growling sense of Damiant.

"I don't understand .. don't think. It turns out that Mama already knows everything" said Zafia with a small laugh.

It is not a laughter of happiness, but a laughter that shows the beauty of his life. A life full of lies.

"You know, May. I feel like a fool. Very stupid!" zafia's light with a stifled rage.

Mayra looked at him wistfully, she could feel how hurt Zafia's heart was right now. It must have hurt a lot. Mayra felt the pain.

"Zafia" Mayra said slowly. Zafia shook her head slowly several times, hinting Mayra not to interrupt her.

"Why, May. Why can Mama hide such a big problem from me. From his own daughter! Why?" zafia exclaimed with tears coming back to wet her cheeks.

"Tante Kartika doesn't mean to keep it a secret from you, Fi." Mayra tries to give Zafia some understanding.

Intrigued in a bitter cry, Zafia still tried to reject the sentence that Mayra had spoken to her.

"I deserve it, May! Anyway, Mama should have told me earlier. So I can strengthen it. I'm sure Mama's been suffering, May." Zafia expresses her heart to Mayra between her stuffs.

"Tante Kartika is not a weak woman, Fi. You can't be like this. He's covering all this up from you. Because you want to keep your feelings. So that your relationship with Om Damiant remains well-established. Without a stain. Although Aunt Kartika has to sacrifice her own feelings.

"That's all he did for you, Fi. For the sake of your happiness and Elvaro's. So that you receive complete affection. Like other children, in general."

Not making Zafia's feelings better. Mayra's words make Zafia sad. The girl was getting more and more stunned with tears that were endlessly flowing.

Can't bear to see it, Mayra immediately grabbed it. Hugged it tightly. Draining the positive energy in the girl he considered to be a younger sister, attentively.

"Cry as much as you, Fi. Spill all your burdens. I will always be by your side. Accompanying you in the hardest times. But, please! After this, never cry again. Especially for those who have hurt you."

Hearing Mayra's words, Zafia completely shed her tears. Mayra is always strong and anti-crying. Tonight is not a day of sadness. Hugging Zafia's body tightly. The woman shed tears in silence.

Resisting the tightness that squeezed his chest suddenly. Because of the pity that flowed from Zafia's grief. For God's sake! After this, Mayra will completely keep Zafia away from the bad influences. The ones who hurt Zafia. Mayra will blacklist him.

'Don't blame me. If after this, I'll make a distance that you can never touch" Mayra's mind is full of vengeance.

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"What does this mean, Mr Damiant?" ask Cathy. "You want to throw me out, huh?" he stared cynically at Damiant.

"It's only temporary, Cathy. So, according to 'lah. I'll see you again. After my business is done," Damiant explained with a flat face.

"really?" Cathy smiled cynically. "Then, what about my college?" ask Cathy.

Damiant seemed silent at the question Cathy was asking. He forgot that Cathy had just entered a university. To continue his education. Then, how now?

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