My Handsome CEO: I Love You, sir
His father was Modelan Rahadyan

Sergio pushed open the door of his brother's room and was greeted by a strange sight.

"What's going on here?" tanyanya saw Kalista and Julio sitting quietly with each other.

The atmosphere between them looks strange, let alone seeing Kalista is not even as smiling when sitting near Julio.

The girl immediately moved as Sergio entered. "Nothing," he replied in passing. "Sister Julio, I'll go home first, okay? Papa told me to go home because he wanted to buy pizza."

"OKAY. Careful."

Sergio stared at Kalista's back until he disappeared from the door. After which, Sergio immediately looked at his brother, demanding an explanation.

"We're talking about her mom" Julio muttered. "I'm more precisely the one, anyway."

Sergio took the place where Kalista was sitting earlier. His hands were folded over the back of the chair, a sign he was ready to hear the details. Inevitably Julio explains again, including about the events at the party, about Kalista who considers herself worthy.

"Nobody gets insulted, sister."

"Gio, you should price Kalista's opinion as well."

"What price would he be if he felt panties?"

"That's what others call trauma, bego." Julio rubbed his sister's head. "Of course Kalista should not feel pantes insulted. But I mean to appreciate that you understand that Kalista is in a position where he squirms his mama mengelakuin mistakes as many people, for Kalista lives."

Sergio's forehead can only be wrinkled. The longer he heard the nickname mistress son on Kalista, the more he was angry. He was angry at everyone who insulted his girl, making her cry to the point that she felt worthy.

"Om Rahadyan is not overprotective for no reason." Julio sighed. "The child is childish but mature on the side of the impossible."

Sergio pressed his lips against each other. His forehead rested on his folded arms, breathing until his back rose and fell clearly.

"Sometimes" he whispered, "I just want to hide him in a place that no one will ever meet. No one's gonna say he's a mistress anymore."

Julio folds his hands. "I suddenly thought but, Gio, you want the same Kalista? Same level want to marry her?"

"Emang why?"

"Mommy hinggal ngerestuin, obviously. You're more Kalista than Mami?"

Sergio immediately scrunched his face. "Why do you ask me like that? You're just like a woman."

"Obviously I don't need to choose. Why should I choose? Mami ya Mami, Kalista ya Kalista. Just because Mami sent me, doesn't mean Mami is God to me. Just because I love Kalista, doesn't mean Kalista has to be more than Mami. There's a place for each one, okay?"

"Okay, change the question." Julio patted Sergio on the back. "You want to marry Kalista but his father Kalista is Om Rahadyan. How's how?"

Sergio was immediately stunned. ".... Shiet."

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Kalista rose lethargic to the elevator, rethinking about his presentation that failed miserably until laughed at by Julio. Calista wants to disappear from the earth. Why the hell is she not even like the great women in the dramas, who are talented, can overcome all difficulties despite emergencies, independent and very confident?

Heh.

"Papa." Calista's lips are interested in following the graphite, sudden viscosity.

"Baby." Rahadyan who had been focusing on the laptop immediately opened her hands, receiving Kalista fell into her arms. "What's wrong with you, honey? Any bad guysin' you again? Want Papa to go to Julio's office tomorrow?"

"No!" Kalista hits Rahadyan on the shoulder for blaming Julio instead. "I was told that the presentation could not continue."

"Who told you?! You should have told me your own work!"

"Papa is crazy! Ah, I don't want to confide."

Rahadyan hurriedly hugged Kalista's waist tightly, preventing her from getting up. "Sorry, sorry. Papa's wrong." Rahadyan turns stroking Kalista's hair. "How serious? How can you not? You're the most sintered man in the world—after Papa."

"Well, I can't!" Kalista buried her face on Rahadyan's shoulder, groaning long. "Waaaaaaarngh! I was so excited in front of Julio. I don't think I'm very useful."

Without Kalista seeing, Rahadyan suddenly brightened. The crazy man who was super duper protective to his son immediately patted Kalista's back while smiling.

"Cup cup, unfortunately Papa. Hard yeah, honey? Just stop, huh? You interned at Papa's office."

If Kalista interns at Rahadyan's office, the room will be Rahadyan made on the roof of the building. Let everyone know who the ruler is.

Why bother working with those two snails? Huh, it's useless!

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