My Daddy Is My Sugar Daddy
95. Rahadyan Liar

Kalista ran fast leaving them not because he did not want to talk, but Kalista needed an outlet. And even a little Kalista did not want to show too much crying.

Not knowing how far Kalista went, but he kept getting away from the sound of Sergio chasing after him.

Fucking liar. Rahadyan liar. She said Kalista could have Agas as long as she wanted to go to her birthday party, but she didn't extend it.

And what makes Kalista most disappointed is that he can not dwell. Who paid Agas in the end Rahadyan, not Kalista.

"Hiks." Kalista sobbed while continuing to run, now away from the school building.

Kalista did not know where he was going, because this great school he had never surrounded. Kalista just wants to run.

Run and keep running.

The Kalista body fell without being prevented. His face immediately wrinkled painfully feeling his knees and elbows scratched by the paving block.

Since there was no one around, Kalista needed to wake up by herself. Chopped into a quiet corner near the building for some reason, so he could hide from Sergio or Agas.

Don't first. Don't look at it now.

Calista folded his bleeding knee. Not to be treated but to cry again.

The tightness in his chest strengthened. The thought that Agas would leave her for a while was frightening. Much more terrifying than what Kalista could have imagined.

If Agas leaves, Kalista will be alone.

Sure.

"Calistas."

The girl looked up with a face filled with tears. His gaze was blurred to see who, but the voice was familiar to him.

Bu Director.

"I saw you fall out of my office window." Director's mother kneels. "There's the wound. I saw."

Just please just go. The cyst does not feel the need to be treated. The pain is normal so it is not important.

What was more important to him now was to think of Agas.

"Calistas." The Director sighed. Stretched out a hand at the top of the child's head, rubbing it slowly. "Why are you sad, but you can tell me the same story."

Calista is silent. Just crying because I don't want to tell stories.

Maybe the Director understood, that's why he was silent. But the Director did not leave either, but remained there rubbing Kalista's head.

Actually from the beginning, Director Ma'am—no, Winnie Hermansyah already sympathizes with the child in front of her. His eyes filled with petty hatred showed so clearly that he was living in an abnormal world.

Moreover, his status as a child prostitute must have forced Kalista to see disgraceful things since childhood. He's a poor boy who bears a strange and pathetic destiny.

But he also looked strong and did not want to be seen as helpless.

"It's not easy to find people who can understand us." Ma'am Director spoke suddenly as Kalista's cry slowly subsided. "You are hurt by people, there is no point in you asking them to heal you. Unless they want to."

"Have Papa?" reply Kalista for a moment, looking up at him. "Even if he did Papa, what would be my share? Yes, Ma?"

Emotions in the voice and eyes of the Kalista cannot be disguised. He was very disappointed with Rahadyan.

"Even is your Papa." The Director's mother sat beside him. Not caring about it meant that he had to sit on the grass. "Even your Mama's. Everyone can ignore you. Maybe yourself."

Calista bit his lip. Crying louder as if he hadn't held it back yesterday.

"How should I go?" so the boy was desperate. "Kalo Kak Agas doesn't exist, what should I do?"

So because of Agas, huh? He should have weakened this way.

Calistas now .. such as making Agas as oxygen.

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