Find Me Daddy

Find Me Daddy
Give you a name


Aizha was fanning herself, not just the hot weather. But his brain was also hot, he was confused how he could find out the identity of the man he was helping.


"My wife, can you please get me ...,"


"Your chin wife! I'm not your wife! How many times do I have to say!!" Greget Aizha stared intently at the man.


"But the doctor said you were my wife." Said the man with fear.


"God! Jamal! I told you, I'm not your wife! Kok ngeyel anyway! I'm still ting-ting, my soul mate is still debuting in Korea." Aizha exclaimed in annoyance.


Apparently, the man scratched the back of his neck. She stared at Aizha's pretty face, a glance of her thin smile staring at the look of the extremely adorable annoyed face of the woman.


"So my name is Jamal?" Asked the man which made Aizha gape in disbelief.


"Have been! Heh! Later I say your name is also believe comberan?!" Pekik Aizha's.


"So which one is right? My name is jamal or comberan."


Brugh!!


Aizha dropped herself onto the floor, her eyes staring at the ceiling of the nursing room blankly. As for the man, he was surprised when he saw Aizha fall. Intending to help Aizha, she raised her hand first.


"Shuutt, quiet. I'm keeping my heart from floating because of you." Lirih Aizha who made the man back to lay himself down.


Aizha sat up, she looked at the bule man closely. "Given your face ... You are not from here? Your blue eyes, it's very noticeable that you're a stranger. But how can you speak the language of this country? Or, you're a local but your father's a bule."


The man blinked his eyes slowly, which made Aizha squeal with anxiety.


"Don't be like that!! I could melt." Aizha.


"Why?" Said the man.


"Ish, quiet! Tell you what, from this moment on I call you ... Aguses. From a good word!" Aizha exclaimed with a big smile.


"Don't it sound so bad." Said the man didn't like it.


Aizha let out a tired sigh, "To whom? Jamal's? Asep's? The bambang? A romeo? Prince? The heavens? Ervin's? A blue? Rojali's? Haish ... What a nice mama?!" Peeked Aizha in annoyance.


"Ervin, I like Ervin's name."


Aizha's vexed face turned into surprise, she immediately stood up and approached the man's gurney


"Your choice is very good! Ervin, well I happen to like that name." Aizha exclaimed with a clap of her hand.


The man who had been given the name smiled at Aizha's adorable behavior.


"Wife, what's her name?" Ervin said with a frown.


Aizha's smile instantly faded, "Wife again! I'm not your wife! The doctor just misunderstood," said Aizha by sitting herself in the chair next to the gurney.


"I trust the doctor more" said Ervin.


"What?!" Pekik Aizha with gawking.


Cklek!


The gaze of the two shifted, a young doctor entered while raising his glasses. Instantly, Aizha was stunned for a moment. His body was unable to move when he saw that person.


"Aizha's? Why are you here?" Scream the young doctor.


Aizha cengengesan, she approached the young doctor with a slightly awkward look on her face. The young doctor observed Aizha with a frown.


"Om Vier, Aizha is just a patient in an accident. Aizha tolo ...,"


"Why wife is she close?!" Pekik Ervin which made the young doctor set his eyes on Ervin.


"She, the woman beside you is my wife." Ketus Ervin's.


javier's gaze turned on Aizha, his eyes looking at Aizha intently. As for Aizha, she patted her forehead hard


"Can you explain this Aizha?"


"Campus." Inner Aizha.


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A girl seemed to be focusing on her laptop, her fingers moving smoothly over the keyboard. From now on, the girl seemed to focus on her laptop until she did not realize someone had been sitting next to her. The park that both live in is very quiet, so the girl does not realize if there is someone sitting next to her.


"Ekhem, yeah, people say. If the guy is less handsome it must always be ignored."


The girl turned her head, her eyes perfectly rounded when she saw a handsome young man sitting next to her.


"MARIO!!" Her screeches.


The dimpled young man smiled, he opened his hat to make his brown hair in the wind.


"Hi Brother Yara, we meet again."


That girl who is none other than Nayara she grew up not much different from her other two brothers. However, the body portion of Nayara is more contained than the two brothers. The woman smiled sweetly.


"When will Mario come back from Australia?!" Pekik Nayara's.


"Today." Answer the handsome man.


Mario Evandra, Mario's youngest son and mentor. He was one year younger than Nayara, so the man called Nayara his older sister. The two are quite familiar, but after Mario and his family move to Australia. Nayara could no longer be with the man.


"Why come straight here?! You should have rested. Already there, back to the hotel or to your apartment." Said Nayara who resumed his activities.


"No, my tiredness has paid off after seeing the pretty face of Brother Yara." Said Mario casually.


Nayara's movement on top of her keyboard stopped, she turned to look at Mario with a frown.


"Buck!" Ketus Nayara's.


Nayara is familiar with mario fighting, but strangely enough. His heart was always pounding strongly when Mario said such a thing. Nayara certainly knows the distance of their age difference, even if only one year. But still, they are both different ages.


"Where there is a dreadlocks, I speak from the heart. If Brother Yara does not believe, tonight I ask brother Yara to om Nathan. How's it?"


For a moment, Nayara sighed softly. "Mario, don't like to make a woman fall asleep with your fist. I have, well enough. Now back to the hotel. Brother also wants to go back home, surely papa is looking for me right now." Said Nayara while packing her things


Tampa Nayara realized, now Mario is looking at Nayara with a difficult look at the meaning. He looked at the woman's back which slowly went further and further away.


"Until when do you keep dodging my feelings for you, brother? I know, you're older than me. But, I really fell for you." Lirih MArio's.


Nayara entered her car, her breathing was heard hunting. He held his beating heart very strongly. For a moment, Nayara normalized her breathing.


"Why am I being so clumsy like this. Though, I know if it's just Mario's joke." Nayara


Nayara opened her car's dashboard drawer, she had a picture of him and Mario when she was eight. The two are smiling at the camera with their arms around each other. Unknowingly, Nayara curled a smile on her lips.


"Don't beat me up a lot, I'll fall in love with you later. Mario's."


Just like Mario, the young man was now staring at the blue sky. He leaned his body against the garden chair while holding his chest.


"How do I tell you, if I sincerely love you Yara. I'm back, for you." Lirih Mario's.