My Daddy Is My Sugar Daddy
4. Dreaming

Kalista followed the man into his house. He pushed the giant door in front of them to open and the appearance of a modern palace appeared that left Kalista agape.

Buset. This house is so big.

This Useless Om lives with a thousand people or what?

Kalista never understood why a family of only four five people even lived in a house that they could not fill every corner. Is this not the manifestation of pride itself?

Inevitably Kalista so remember the times where his mother insulted people because of late pay the contract of a patch.

"Calistas." His papa's voice rang out, ripping the Kalista from the reverie.

Because he had forgotten earlier he forbade Om to call his name, Kalista just jerked. He forgot to get angry because in front of his eyes now lined with foreign faces, his papa family.

With a slight hesitation, Kalista approached.

"Ma." Rahadyan touched her mother's back when Kalista came. "This is Kalista, my son. Kalista, this is Oma Harini."

Calistas were silent, looking at their unfamiliar faces.

Then Rahadyan began to introduce one by one of them, after Oma Harini was Opa Sutomo, then there was his brother Rahadyan, Raynar who was four years different from Rahadyan. He said there was Raynar's wife too, her name was Cassandra or more familiarly called Cassie.

She could not go downstairs because her seven-month-old son had a fever.

Calistas were dizzy when Rahadyan introduced them.

"Son." His mother Rahadyan, who he said should be called Oma, came near Kalista. "This is the same deket Oma. Let's have a chat first."

Before he could touch Kalista, he spontaneously withdrew his hand.

Kalista's expression was not as bold as when with Rahadyan. His expression was colder, with his eyes turning in the other direction.

"I just want to rest." Calistas outright reject them. "I'm sorry, I'm tired."

It was clear that everyone was glancing at Rahadyan, making the man sigh in resignation.

Somehow it feels like Rahadyan's age increased by ten years in the blink of an eye.

"Bi, Bi Tina." Rahadyan called one of the names of the senior aides in her home. "Anterin Kalista to his room. The one that was cleaned yesterday."

"Yes, sir." Bi Tina hurriedly came. "Come, Non. Aunt Anterin to the room."

A room was opened for him, he said it was a room that was opposite to Rahadyan's room

Makes Kalista unhappy.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Rahadyan had to explain the reason why Kalista's attitude was so.

"He's kind of sensi" Rahadyan said after trying to find the right sentence. "It's still a little sad that her mother was buried today. So sorry, Ma."

Mama folded her hands and began to exhale in annoyance.

But not on Kalista but Rahadyan. "Emang she should be so much like you. You live your child on the streets and you keep him affectionate with you? Dreaming."

Rahadyan tried not to sigh.

Already attacked by a child who suddenly appeared, now he began to be attacked also by his own mother.

Raynar laughed at the expression of his sister bete. "But he's funny anyway, Bang. His face looks like yours too."

"Mending you take time off work." Papa opens his voice while calmly opening his macbook. "Temenin your son used to be here. The feeling must be still not good."

Rahadyan imagined how for twenty-four hours she would have to deal with the boy, who must be stressed in her hatred.

It looks like he won't want Rahadyan around too long either. Moreover, Rahadyan also could not accept the fact that he had a girl.

"I promised to go to Taipei the next day, Pa. So I guess—"

"Ray, you're the one who's gone." Mom cut in. "Begging Janson to cancel Rahadyan's schedule."

Raynar who had been laughing enjoyed immediately gasped in shock. "Ma, but I—"

"So. Care." Mama took her phone as a gesture not wanting to continue the discussion. "Where to go, take care of your son. Cassie hasn't been down to eat. You too, there persuade your son."

The two young children could only exhale obediently.

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