The Sweetes Feeling 2's
Supervision

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"Well, is that what I said?" Arfan looked at his cell phone connected to the CCTV network in his residence. Then he showed it to Dygta.

"What?"

"Regan to bring Ann home again." The man zoomed in on his screen.

"Where does the problem go?"

"Where do you ask the problem? He drove our daughter home a few times, and you asked where the problem was? Of course this is a problem for me." said Arfan in an annoyed tone.

"Isn't that common? Why are you overreacting?" Dygta.

"Excessively said?"

"Yes. He's Daryl's assistant and he does sometimes, right? Never mind. Taking his boss' nephew is not a criminal act." The woman said lightly.

"It's not a criminal act, but they're getting together more and more."

"Why indeed? Afraid Ann's in love with Regan? That's trouble?"

Arfan was silent with a frown.

"I don't think like that, it's just …." He seemed to think. "But what if it is?" And his face seemed to wonder.

"What if Ann likes it? You know, I've been finding her attitude a little different lately, especially when she's met Regan."

"Yes then?"

"What if it is?"

"That's great."

"Good?" The man's forehead was getting furrowed so his eyebrows seemed to be in chains.

"Yes. That means our daughter is normal. He is developing according to his age. And the important thing is that he likes the opposite sex. I'm a little horrified by the behavior of today's children." Dygta laughed a little.

"But …."

"Ah, stop. No need to be concerned. Is there a ban l? I'm upset myself that at that age dictated how to."

"What?"

"And don't worry about age if that's what you mean. Don't remember how we were?"

"What does this have to do with it?" Arfan tickling.

"Who knows you're having a problem with it because Regan's older than Ann."

The man was silent while holding his face.

"Ann is not me who will easily obey the rules. But he has your stubborn attitude, so be careful with him. Otherwise, he would have stayed away because he felt unfair."

"It's not fair what do you mean? Have I treated my kids unfairly?"

"What we do is not necessarily well received by children even though our intentions are the same. Sometimes their reception is different because it fits with their own point of view. So I guess, as long as we don't stray let alone break the rules why don't we just leave Ann with her own personal business?"

Arfan was silent again.

"We gave Arkhan a choice about hobbies and school. On condition that it does not interfere with the educational process. But see? Today alone we allowed him to participate in the tournament so that he missed school on his first day. Although Ann? There are so many conditions that you apply so that he does not break the rules. How do you think he's responding to that?"

The man opened his mouth to refute, but Dygta continued.

"The times have changed, Papa. I will leave my children with their own personal choices and affairs and accompany whatever the process may be. Rather than resist and keep them away."

"I'm not against, it's just …."

"You're always watching them anyway, and Regan knows. So, if it is true that there is nothing between them, I think he will not dare to do anything, especially outside the limits if that is what you fear. He knows what your reputation is. Who would dare?"

Arfan rolled his eyeballs.

"Just keep an eye on it as usual. And don't be so flashy."

"You like that kid, huh?" arfan said later. "You've always liked men who approach our children." He squinted his eyes.

"Because I know them, I also know they are good. And I like good boys." Dygta answered with a laugh, then grabbed her husband's shoulders.

"Didn't you like a good boy, hum?" ask her later.

"Times?"

"Look at it later."

"You are too?" The woman laughed again, while Arfan just clicked in annoyance.

"Just keep an eye on the kids. If it was Regan, I knew he wouldn't be rash. How dare? Just heard your name, he's already ragged."

Then the conversation paused when a loud shout was heard from inside the therapy room where they were treating Arkhan, who had an accident in the arena of the motor trail tournament.

Then the voice of their son was heard roaring with pleas to stop.

"Hear that? You gave Arkhan freedom even until he had an accident like this? Fortunately only sprained and the bones of the knee and elbow were shifted. Time to Ann you're so tight to curb her?" Dygta said, while Arfan was silent.

"I don't restrain Ann," Arfan argued.

"Yes, right." Dygta only laughed as he folded his hands on his chest.

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"Om can't pick me up?" The incoming message on Regan's second phone when the man just finished checking the readiness of FSH which should it will hold a big event a famous Fashion magazine.

"Where are you going?" He sent a reply.

"To the Reading House."

Regan fell silent. He just remembered if the activities at home reading had also begun on that weekend.

"Not coming in once in a while is okay, Ann. Because it looks like I can't come to pick you up either." He then made a phone call while occasionally watching the situation.

"What if the kids wait?" Anandita answered.

"will not. There will be other volunteers, there will be someone to replace you."

"Can't we meet dong? Just for a moment, Om. Anterin I doang." persuaded the girl, which made Regan chuckle a little.

"Yes, sorry. I forgot that today was busy in FSH" he said.

"Om not saying, I can ask the driver not to take off today. Did you go the guy?"

"Yes, sorry. Don't just leave, assume you're on a teaching holiday." Regan turned her head as the tail of her eyes caught the approaching shadow. And Daryl was the one who showed up with Nania.

"I'll hang up on him, okay? Mr. Daryl has come." He's saying.

"Will work till night?" Anandita asked.

"It looks so."

"Armgh!" The girl sounded snarling.

"Will I call again, will I? I have to work first." The man almost ended the call when Daryl and Nania were nearby.

"Inter, Om!" Anandita screamed a little.

"Yes, is there more?" Regan cleared her throat, then nodded to her superior.

"Saranghae …." Then the girl laughed before she finally decided on the call. Makes Regan clench her mouth with her slightly blushing cheeks.

"Ck!" Daryl sounded clucked.

"Leave your private business first when you're at work. Moreover, there is a big event. You want to make a mistake?" The man said.

"Sorry, Sir. It's just …."

"Have any staff from Style come?" Then Daryl asked.

"No, Sir. Maybe in a minute." And Regan answered while giving a glance to the back of the boss.

"Hmm .. very good. I was in a hurry." Daryl mutters. "Come, Baby. We'd better wait upstairs." Daryl pulls Nania to the place he mentioned, and leaves Regan back on her job.

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