My Daddy Is My Sugar Daddy
124. Love Language

I think expecting a normal Kalista life is impossible. Sergio thinks he will come back with a bright smile or shy to make up with Rahadyan, but that comes even a pair of children and a father who pout each other, fighting about their 'romantic' relationship.

"Mom, I also understand if teenagers are still age-old love dating, but not wrong if I go to my child if the boyfriend is useless?" said Rahadyan to the mediator, aka Bu Director who was forced to become a sudden judge.

"Besides, the boy was all unbelievable! Want to look like a Agas kayak plate or this cute Ferguson kayak! So Mother please explain to my son who is pubescent this if dating the same me is a hundred percent more useful!"

Calistas growl like a disturbed cat. "Why do you think that being my girlfriend is any good?! It's just that the guys who are squirming me girls don't really have any other targets, so have the ingredients to say I'm just an om-om pet!"

"Huh, nice! Mending you are considered Papa's pet so that no one can take you! If you pet om-om kayak Papa, at least one school you are inferior all. The rest stay Papa ledakin aja use missiles."

"AAAAAAAKKHHH, PAPA TUH IS CRAZY, HUH?!"

"It's up to you to do what!" Rahadyan folded her hands, not realizing she was acting like a teenager like her daughter who was in fact debating her daughter. "Huh, Papa has gatel-gatel thinking people are looking at you! Papa should have all the boys eyes in your school. No, Agas should take care of you. No one can—"

"I'M SORRY PAPA!"

Brak!

The two gasped, as did Sergio and Agas who instantly looked at the Director Maiden.

The woman who had just hit the table so hard was now even beating gracefully, as if nothing had happened.

"Indeed, many say sometimes in a fight, family relations are even tighter. Usually between brothers, but not impossible between parents and children as well," said the woman, full of control.

"So," he continued looking at the two of them, "can you not use the language of love fight? There are many types of love language that are healthier. Hugs, gifts, sayings, actions, timing, please just choose a healthy one."

Rahadyan immediately coughed, trying to divert herself from the shame. But after that Rahadyan grabbed Kalista in her arms, as advised by the Director.

"Father!"

"You want to see Papa cry?"

"Papa wants to hug you from your newborn." Rahadyan held the teenager tightly, closed her eyes and just imagined what it would be like to hug her when she was very young.

Rahadyan always wanted to cry when she thought about it. He is the least willing Kalista has grown this big and is no longer a helpless baby.

Though he said there was a time when girls snatched their papa from the mama so much they wanted to be pampered.

"You only have Papa" whispered Rahadyan. "Just Papa. That's it, Kalista, don't argue. The others are up to you but about that. .. You have Papa."

Calistas who have a thousand and one protesan are instantly silent. Actually Kalista was just embarrassed and felt strange. Anyway yesterday she and Rahadyan were like dogs meeting cats. Suddenly being hugged endlessly made Kalista tight.

"Papa stinks," murmured Kalista. "It's like taking a shower first. I'm wet too."

"Ck, justin."

"I don't like it!"

Rahadyan was forced to stay away, but still seemed unwilling until she cupped Kalista's face. His forehead pressed on Kalista's forehead, swiping the tip of their nose as if the Kalista was a brat.

"You can mess up again? Back again a day after birth. Come on." Come on."

Kalista could only stare at him concernedly. "Papa should see a psychiatrist."

No matter what Kalista said, Rahadyan kissed her whole face before she left, with the message that she would be back in five minutes.

It was then that Kalista realized that the Director Ma'am was in front of her and the last time they met was the night the Director Ma'am was acting cold.

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