My Daddy Is My Sugar Daddy
82. The Patient, Dad

"Whatever."

Aca looked at Rahadyan because of the super uninspired Kalista's answer. The design itself is looked at to ascertain whether there is anything lacking, but Aca is confident enough that this design is again popular with children of Kalista age, according to customer testimonials.

"Mas." Aca elbow Rahadyan. "How's this?"

Rahadyan sighed grimly. They became silent because of Kalista's answer, while he instead went to sit while playing a mobile phone alias did not intend to change his mind.

"But I'll take three of them as well."

"Um, okay." Aca asked his assistant to go and ask Kalista to measure the body, leaving him and Rahadyan alone in the room. "Well, I'm horrified, Mas, he said lo's son was unexpected, but I didn't think he was like that."

Aye, right? Anyone who heard of Kalista's status was the son of a mistress who was passed to Rahadyan because her mother died, they imagined Kalista as a shy or at least doubtful child.

He must have been very awkward about moving family. She must also not know how to interact with people let alone take advantage of her status as Princess Rahadyan, her first granddaughter Oma Harini and Opa Sutomo.

But after meeting Kalista, she did not reflect all the impressions they had imagined.

He's not shy, he's not a doubt, he's not awkward. In fact, he seemed unconcerned until his impression was very accustomed.

"Mas, sori well I just like this just ... lo same child you do not deket?"

Rahadyan scratched her suddenly itchy head. "Written?"

It seems foreigners will also be able to know from the Kalista expression around Rahadyan.

"Calistas don't want to stick with me." Rahadyan gave a lethargic breath. Suddenly confided in me because I asked first. "Gue already let him use all means, you know. I'll hire Narendra's bodyguard to take care of him. But you see for yourself."

Aca looked at Rahadyan and seemed to think of something complicated.

"Lo there is no idea how to deket same child? I don't know how to make him like me, I swear. I guess he's really good with me."

"Even you bought him?"

"Gue love sport car he's going to school, you know." Rahadyan. "Gue buyjain that he wants not to use by talking 'buy one aja yah'. I've been followed by one M's bodyguard, I made a birthday party like marriage—his face is still that way."

Even if Rahadyan had shouted about Kalista's attitude to make him angry, he still looked indifferent.

Heh. Why is it so hard for a child to open his heart?

"Where would you say, Mas?"

Rahadyan raised an eyebrow in surprise. But just a moment before the corner of his right lip lifted up, laughing sinisterly. Before even realizing it, Rahadyan's hand had already patted the head of the Midget Aca, lusting to pound it.

"Dickhead, you want to add a midget, hm?"

Aca grimaced in pain. "I used to say horror, playboy rust!"

"Dengerin you say what I said?! Cih, mending elo that I langangin!"

Aca was bluffing her teeth like an angry cat. Trying very hard to pull Rahadyan heavy hand from the top of his head.

"I mean it," Aca shifted away from Rahadyan, "lo say a moment from your son."

"Gue said sixteen years!"

"Yaelah, Mas, lo kayak abege new wet dream anyway. I know dong I mean. Sometimes there is a girl who is very indifferent but fitting left behind even she who nyariim."

Rahadyan jerks. Instantly think that it is true.

Aye, yeah. So many girls, Dad. Especially the type of tsundere like Kalista.

"But, Mas."

"Huh?"

"You've finished saying your child is still cool too," Aca rubbed Rahadyan's arm with a concerned expression, "that means she really does not care and will never care. So, the patient."

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