My Daddy Is My Sugar Daddy
63. Honey, Dengerin Papa

Rahadyan wondered why she had to pay Agas so much to hate him more and more deeply, because Kalista preferred him instead.

But, how also Rahadyan must explain that Agas ..it cannot be long with Kalista.

Narendra's bodyguards have strict rules under which they will not extend the contract for more than three months. Agas could have been on Kalista's birthday later but .. three months later he had to separate from Agas, likes not like.

Money won't be able to talk at that time.

For some reason I leaned towards the barin he worked a month, Rahadyan's mind while looking at Kalista's pouting face. Well, even if it's gonna make this a rampaging kid.

"Why gini? Papa extends Agas' contract next month, instead you come to your birthday party."

Kalista's mouth frowned even more. But it seems he quite understands what it is to negotiate so he still makes clear, "Contract of a year."

Rahadyan almost choked. Think a one-year contract for Agas is cheap? Can you buy a house, ***!

But once again, Rahadyan tried to calm down. Because Kalista wants to cry too, Agas' longest contract is only three months.

Only that long.

"Kalista, you may not like it anymore. So how about three months—"

"No."

"Dengerin Papa first."

"No."

"Calistas."

"No!" Kalista. "No anyway! Point is not! No, no, no!"

Rahadyan's mouth was twisted to look at this girl. Hadeh, he really likes to find reasons to make a fuss with his father.

Does he not like what is called peace with his father?

But calm.

The handsome man who just knew that this strange man in front of him was his own son was standing up, approaching Kalista slowly.

"Dear." Rahadyan touched Kalista's back and smiled gently. "Dengerin Papa first."

"Huh?" Calista cengo's.

"You can love Agas, can. Not pa-pa. But there's something about him that Papa's also hard to interfere with."

The calista is still.

"So Papa can only guarantee that next month, Agas still has your nemenin." Rahadyan rubbed her thumb against Kalista's cheek and smiled gently. "Udah, right? Don't be mad anymore."

Kalista's eyes still stiffly looked at Rahadyan. He seemed to be wondering who this human in front of him was saying such frightening nonsense.

But strangely Kalista could not move. He really only looked at Rahadyan who was looking at him dearly, while Kalista was confused by what she was feeling.

On the other hand, Rahadyan saw Kalista's face. Seeing how she felt in her eyes made Rahadyan smile.

"Papa want to take care of your request not to make a birthday event. Precisely maybe good if Papa aja—meaning Papa is the same Agas aja that nemenin you vacation fitting your birthday. But, Papa doesn't want your ugly man."

Rahadyan's hand stroked her son's head, trying to transfer his affection to the child's happiness hormone.

"Everyone says you're a child of prostitution. You shouldn't be in Papa's family. Maybe you feel that way too."

Rahadyan smilingly rubbed the delicate cheeks of Kalista.

"People should know," whispered Rahadyan, "when in Papa's family, no one ever said you were weird. So they shouldn't have the right to talk to you either. That's why Papa must show off."

"...."

"And" Rahadyan pinched Kalista's cheek, "Papa wants people to squirm on this cute Papa's son."

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