
Although it feels lazy to get out of bed considering this is Monday. Lula had to stay out of the room to prepare her husband's breakfast. According to the agreement that has been written in the mind of each. The rights and obligations they have to be balanced. If anyone feels aggrieved, one of them could file for divorce. And Lula is not ready to be divorced by her husband, considering that Grandpa still needs treatment.
Lula walked gontai towards the kitchen. Start preparing food for breakfast. At the first cut, he suddenly felt himself completely being held back by the man. If there was ART, someone would have helped me cut the vegetables, Lula thought, although upset she kept doing her job.
Just when the hour hand shows at six in the morning, the breakfast menu is presented on the table. The aroma of cooking is so tantalizing that Lula wants to enjoy it first.
However, when he remembered that he had to prepare to go to school, he decided to go to the room. Clean yourself up first, before inviting her husband for breakfast together.
Usually Zahira always helps Lula prepare school uniforms. But, here, Lula had to prepare everything herself, making her time feel fleeting.
The girl immediately went out of the room even though her long hair had not been tied up. Arriving at the dining table, he clucked in annoyance when he found the chair there still looked empty.
"I can be late for school if this keeps up!" gerutu Lula, while climbing the stairs to the second floor. His hand knocked on Frans' room door which was still tightly closed. Lula was getting upset when the man did not open the door immediately. Though his voice was already loud, he guessed for sure the man was still asleep.
Lula almost wanted to give up, but as she began to move her body away from the door, a door hinge was heard being pulled from inside the room.
“Why not answer? Daddy's hobby really makes Lula scream!” lula protests, as her neutrality captures Frans' well-groomed appearance. That means, the man heard her call, but did not want to open the door.
“Again males.” Frans answered lightly.
“You want breakfast together? Lula's running late, Dad?!” Lula spoke as she stepped away from Frans' room area.
“Angoing device?” frans asked, beginning to follow Lula's steps.
At the end of the stairs, Lula turned back. Angry with Frans when he first asked.
“If Daddy can't deliver, I'll ask my girlfriend to pick up.” Lula answered lightly, then continued her steps down the stairs.
“Do not macem-macem yes! Later if Zola or Lionel find out, and complain to your family. Daddy has to answer what? So, from today on, take care of your attitude! Where you go should make a report and permission first, so that Daddy can also give the right reason when one of them calls Daddy.”
Zola knows, she knows everything! inner Lula, angry.
“Starting today, Daddy will take you to school. Understand Lula?” the man stepped before Lula. He was tempted by the aroma of cooking that seemed so delicious.
“Keep home?”
“If Daddy has time, Daddy will pick you up. And if Daddy's busy, maybe the office guy.”
“Only I took public transport, it will be better.” Lula refuses, refusing to be picked up with strangers.
“Bby, but only when daddy can't pick you up school.”
Arriving at the dining table, Frans pulled up a chair. Actually she wanted to wait for Lula to get it for her. But apparently the girl was insensitive. He just took it and ate it for himself.
This morning they enjoyed breakfast in silence. Lula to the point, for a long time he could have eaten in a sleeping condition. He used to eat while listening to the stories of father, mother and even Ben. Suddenly faced with a mute man, it felt really strange. Maybe it's an innate tradition from Ano's eyes.
After finishing eating, Lula was actually escorted Frans to school. This time is different, as the trip to school Frans more active talk.
“Starting tomorrow Daddy will bring you a private teacher. You can if you want to learn! Your problem is only one, you are too lazy to open the book.”
“Udah, Dad! Lula was seven hours in school to study. So, don't tell me Lula's lazy. Daddy, need Daddy to know, yeah! Everyone has advantages and disadvantages. Yes, Lula is probably weak in academics. But, it's Lula –
“Lula is also still digging what are the advantages of Lula. But clearly, Lula is beautiful version of father and mother.” Lula answered confidently which was immediately greeted by a trivial laugh from Frans' lips.
“It's important that you obey Daddy. Do you want your parents to be proud? You want to see Rainer's father smile broadly seeing you succeed?”
“Yes." Lula stiffened with a nod of the head. "But dad always laughs when Lula tickles his junky!” said Lula plain.
“Astagfirullah ..”
“Eh what was that? Tumben Daddy calls it!”
“New remember.”
"Hopefully keep on remembering, Dad!" lula teased her husband.
“Udah you're following me! later tonight there will be guests, prospective teachers of your private.”
“Can't, Dad! Daddy forgot later that night Lula had to go to Grandpa Ken's house, right Lula had promised to stay there.” Lula tried to avoid, she was lazy if the time was only filled by opening books.
“Lula it can be sometime.”
“Daddy, Lula does not know tomorrow is still alive or not. So, while Lula was still able to draw and exhale, was it okay, did Lula find Lula's promise to grandfather? support me dong!”
“How do you keep your obligations to Daddy? Who will make Daddy breakfast?”
“Buy first, go, Dad!”
Frans was silent, secretly his brain worked hard to think of a way so that Lula did not go too long. “How many days there?”
“One week.”
“I'll say the same grandpa Ken two days is enough.”
“So, fight Grandpa Ken, if Daddy can. Coming home from Lula's school straight to the hospital, Lula wants to pick Grandpa up! and later tonight go straight to sleep there.”
“Let's Daddy pick you up from school.”
“No need, Daddy take care of the office!”
“According to you, how many times have you always defied Daddy?!” Frans started to get emotional. Just as Frans said that line, the car they were riding in arrived in front of the school gate.
Lula stretched out her hand to say goodbye. The girl made a short gesture by peeling the back of Frans' hand, making a damp mark that was able to make Frans warm up. The man was even stunned even though Lula had already walked out of his black Maserati.
“What is this Lula?" small chuckles. "It seems like he ate too much chili, so it was hot in my hands,” muttered, with eyes constantly observing Lula's footsteps. He wanted to make sure Lula actually walked into the school building.
Frans suddenly got out of the car, when he saw Lula meeting a man who seemed to have waited long enough behind the gate.
The closer it is to Lula, the more certain Frans is that he is not mistaken.
“You're Priscilla's cousin, right?”