Shackles of Love, Mr. Duda
Yes already

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“Jawab Sya,” said Adnan continued to urge, when he saw Nasya who was just silent and lowered his head.

“What because I am a widower, with two children. That's why you don't want to?” guess Adnan thought that Nasya rejected him.

While Nasya who heard Adnan say about the status, immediately looked up and looked at Adnan's face so intensely.

“Not that problem Sir. But I'm just a babysitter, I'm just a babysitter, I don't think it's bad if Nasya accepts the feeling of Father,” said Nasya so sad.

“Indeed why? What's wrong with your nanny status I don't care about her, as long as the child is comfortable with you. So, where's the wrong one?” asked Adnan in a dislike tone.

“What a father is not ashamed of, the time of a big company boss in a relationship with a maid,” Nasya joked while biting her lower lip with a pointed face.

Adnan immediately let out a long sigh, he touched Nasya's chin so gently, then he raised it up to look back at her, “See me.”

Nasya looked up, with his sad face. A slightly manyun lips with eyes that are so cute, which somehow even makes Adnan feel more anxious in his making.

“Aduuhh mrkk! Paint!” pekik Nasha arrived, when Adnan pinched his two cheeks.

“I don't care what others say. It's our lives, our walk, who feels us Why should we listen to the sound of dogs barking?” adnan said immediately made Nasya speechless.

“Indeed with a nanny, I'm also a widower. Even my son is two, so why?” added Adnan again, but Nasya still silent, “Didn't you feel what I feel? Am I the only one who harbors this feeling?”

“How do you think of your own father? Even earlier you have held it!” cetus Nasya with annoyance to make Adnan a little pegging his smile.

“Jadi ... “ asked Adnan once again impatiently waiting for Nasya's answer, “Sya, I am not a type of poetic man, nor romantic. So if you ask for the word pearl, I can't. But, if you ask for pearl jewelry, I will grant.”

“I did not say like that,” said Adnan and with a sudden arrival, he pulled up Nasya's waist and hugged her quite tightly.

“Pak ... “

“Jawab Nasya, besides not a poetic, romantic man. But I'm also the kind of guy who doesn't like waiting!” adnan said, now his hands have spread to touch the hair that covers Nasya's face.

“It's a shame!” said Nasya and immediately covered his face with both palms.

Adnan smiled faintly at Nasya's increasingly adorable behavior, he also removed Nasya's hand from his face.

“See me Sya,” said Adnan again when Nasya's face was open, not closed hands, “I am not a perfect man Sya. But I will strive to perfect your life.”

“But Sir ... “

“Jeez Nasya, no but dong. I've tried to string up the word loh. Now answer YES or NO!” adnan said so firmly.

“Kok you even angry? The father wants real love or want to be lazy anyway!” said Nasya who arrived immediately became annoyed.

“I told you, I'm not a patient man. I don't like waiting too long,” whispered Adnan right in Nasya's ear.

“Y—ya already!” nasha immediately turned her face away.

“Ya what is it?” tanya Adnan frowned looking at Nasya so intensely. Because the answer given by Nasya, sounds so ambiguous to him.

...~To be continue .......