Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 44

Just as Marcello, Joe and his men want to step their feet out of the Mansion, Sarrah calls Marcello while running small after her future husband.

"Marcel, wait!" shouted Sarrah.

Marcello turned around then looked at the woman with a lazy face.

"What else?"

"You should just stay in the Mansion and let your working people do not need to intervene to take care of all these problems! What you should be thinking about right now is our wedding day preparations! After all Marissa would not be able to go far with all the luxuries available in this Mansion!" annoyed Sarrah.

"Quite Sarrah, I don't want to argue anymore with you! And one thing you should know, I'm not going to have a wedding before I find Marissa!"

After saying that, Marcello resumed his steps and left Sarrah still glued to where he stood. Sarrah did not expect, Marcello would say that. Now he realized, the relationship he had been in with Marcello, was not at all important in the eyes of the man.

"Review you, Marcello! I'll do everything I can to get you ready to marry me!" the upset.

Just as Marcello set foot in the courtyard of the Mansion, a Bodyguard approached him. In the hands of the Bodyguard, there was a familiar cell phone in Marcello's eyes.

"Sir, I found Miss Marissa's phone in one of your cars" the Bodyguard said, handing Marcello the phone.

Marcello greeted him quickly after learning that the phone belonged to Marissa. He knitted his eyebrows while watching the phone.

"this phone? Did he leave her here on purpose or did he forget to take this phone with him?"

"It seems to be behind, sir." said Joe.

"It seems you're right. Get the plane ready, we're off to Melinda's hometown!" Marcello.

"Good, Sir."

Joe notices Marcello walking in the wrong direction, making him think where he really is. Joe stopped his steps and then rebuked Marcello who continued to step with a focused gaze forward.

"Ehm, Mr. your car is here!"

Marcello realized, he turned around and walked over to Joe while rubbing his face violently.

"Gosh, Joe! You look at me now, I've been like a fool!"

Joe was eager to laugh, laughing at the word Marcello had just said. 'Love makes people stupid', yeah that's about it. The handsome man became stupid because of his love for his adopted son.

"We've arrived, Marissa! How, you like this village?" ask Fattan and open the door for Marissa.

Slowly Marissa got out of Fattan's car and looked around. A very natural countryside, far from the urban hustle and bustle. The river water that flowed right in front of his eyes, was so clear and looked very cool. Not to mention the shady trees that still grow around it.

The buildings of the houses still look simple, even many of them cook using firewood. Marissa who never once saw the countryside that is really still beautiful like that place, glued with perfectly rounded eyes.

"It turns out there are, yes, places like this? I guess there's only story to tell, sir. Um... By the way, Mr. Fattan knows where there's a place this good?" ask Marissa.

"This is my village, Marissa. And this is where I was born to grow up to be a teenager" Fattan said.

Marissa was silent for a moment while thinking. "Are you sure Mr. Marcello won't find me here?" ask Marissa worriedly.

"I'm sure she'll never find you here, Marissa. This village is a village left behind and you know for yourself, how difficult is our journey to this village? Even among my many acquaintances in the city, no one knew that this village existed. That is why the residents in this village live with simplicity and rely more on the natural wealth around them" said Fattan.

"really?"

"Yes. We'd better talk inside my house. Let's .." take Fattan with you while leading Marissa into a simple house, but it's very comfortable to live in.

"Sit, Marissa. Make yourself comfortable, I'll be back in a minute" said Fattan.

Fattan stepped into the simple house even deeper. He met a middle-aged woman who was sitting not far from the firewood stove. Occasionally the woman blew the fire in the furnace using a small bamboo so that the fire did not go out.

"Mom, Fattan Kangen!"

Fattan hugged the middle-aged woman from behind with teary eyes. Fattan's embrace made the woman called Fattan by the name of 'Mother' very surprised. He stroked Fattan's hand which was coiled around his body while, shedding tears.

"Son? Why don't you tell me you want to come here?" ask the woman.

"It's sudden, Mom. And Fattan wasn't alone, Fattan took a friend."

Fattan broke her arms and now the mother and the child are holding each other's eyes. "Who? Your candidate?" the Mother's Goda.

Fattan smiled at the Mother's words. "Fattan thought the girl wouldn't accept Fattan as her candidate, Mom."

"Eh, why talk like that?! Come on, meet the girl's mother, "ask Fattan's mother.

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