My Daddy Is My Sugar Daddy
12. Getting Angry Again

He said that everything in this world has its own wisdom. Everything we experience, everything has a reason even if it takes a lifetime to understand it.

Somehow others, but now Rahadyan get wisdom from why he has a mother like Mama, a woman who treats her child like a lackey.

It turns out that his son would be like this too.

"Your contract has a lease." Rahadyan lied because she might let her daughter go to a cramped contract just to sleep.

"Who? My stuff hasn't moved all!"

"My father moved in. Still in the lower room."

"Non't you say it?!"

This buset is a child. His voice shrieked once until Rahadyan's ear hurt. Even though when talking to others he just said yes, that was almost without a sound.

But to Rahadyan? Astarghfirullah.

"Where would you say if you were in the room? I'll let you pretend to sleep." Rahadyan lowered her voice, unlike Kalista's.

"Om I have to say! That's my stuff! How about really, really?"

Seriously, he's gonna want to take that matter? Didn't they just talk he couldn't sleep?

"You were in the room from yesterday so I can't say" said Rahadyan, still trying to be patient.

"But you can talk at the front door. I don't have to worry about saying I want to take my things. Do you think you can take my stuff? Do you know which of my things?"

"All the contents of your contract I bring, Kalista. So there should be no—"

"I should have taken it myself!" Kalista turned away with angry steps. "Om I never use it!"

"Kalista—"

"DON'T TALK TO ME!"

Rahadyan held onto her neck as soon as the child walked into the room and slammed the door.

Its bad. Rahadyan's blood pressure jumped suddenly until it felt like she wanted to have a stroke.

"Yeah." Rahadyan let out a confused breath, no longer understanding what to do now. "Patience, patience. Her name is female, so it's unclear."

Maybe after he gets angry, he will be able to sleep again. At least the first complaint was resolved.

Might as well.

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Kalista was seriously angry at Rahadyan. How could he move Kalista's personal belongings without even talking anything to her? It all belongs to Kalista.

Also, there are many relics of Mama there that Kalista does not like if it is touched-touch people. But he didn't talk a bit.

Kalista's anger did not subside when he entered the room. Even the more Kalista thought, it was even more annoying.

That useless om-om just knows how to make a Kalista go up in blood.

In the afternoon Kalista began to forget a little but still very angry, the housekeeper came knocking on the door.

"Non." That's Latifah, whose Kalista doesn't know his name yet but is interested because they look the same age. "Mr told me to bring some non-ice cream."

Calista got out of bed, opened the door. "Whose father?"

The young girl blinked in confusion before carefully answering, "Anu, Non, Opa's Non Kalista."

"Really? Not from him, right?" Kalista's hand pointed at Rahadyan's room to make sure it wasn't really him who sent. "You're the one who told you to, don't bring it. I don't want to."

"No, Non, this was told by Non's Opa. He said if you want to say a lot."

Kalista stared at the ice cream bowl and finally accepted. Who doesn't love ice cream?

As long as the one giving is not Rahadyan, Kalista will eat as much as anything. But if he wants ice cream as good as anything Kalista will never touch.

"Thank you" said Kalista, let him convey to Opa Sutomo below.

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