Cerita Papa Nakal นิยาย & เรื่องราว

) Sabila: (I'm really curious. Sabila replied one last time, then he turned off his cellphone. Today, he wants to be alone, he also misses papa but what can he do? It's the wrong father for leaving mama, himself, and also Salsa just for the pretty aunties with the help of make up, ah, slut!

Of course," Jayson replied and softly patted his head. "At school, no one to be my friend anymore," Gian murmured loud for us all to hear. "Why? I thought you already have friends?" Grandpa asked. "They don't want to be my friend anymore because the last time our teacher asked us to tell everyone what our father's job is, I told them that my Papa is a driver, and he is in prison because he committed a sin. I told them that Papa didn't mean it, but after I told them, my friend didn't want to be my friend anymore. They said my papa is poor and a murderer." A tear rolled down his eyes this time.

Mom sounded nagging. Mom started screaming over my phone and nagging me about the Citra's problem. My mind still doesn't understand why Mama got angry about Citra. Plus, I never told you about Citra being kidnapped and hospitalized. A few seconds later, the name TEGUH was written in a big way in my brain. Because as far as I know, Papa only reads newspapers that contain political and economic news, while Mama never opens a gossip TV channel or even social media. Although once in a while to find out gossip about me.

"Nia, Mommy has dragged Papa Carlie down to his death. Mommy is really useless and bad." "Mommy, don't talk about yourself like that." Nia hurriedly shook her hand and said, "Nia has already heard what Daddy said. I know that Mommy didn't want Papa Charlie to fall."

Shruti's POV Papa asked about Nihal and I told him everything. He was shocked to hear all that. " Nihal is not like that, there must be some misunderstanding. I will talk to him. He is a very good and responsible boy. I am sure, he must be feeling very bad by now. " Papa said.

Karina ran. Papa put the rope on the ceiling. “PAPA DON’T PA. PAPA KARINA IS HERE!” Karina kept screaming. Papa didn’t listen to her at all. Papa took a chair. Papa climbed onto the chair. “DADDY!” Finally, Papa looked at her too. Karina stepped back—Papa’s face turned scary. Both of his eyes were glowing red. “Goodbye, my child.” After putting his head into the rope. Papa kicked the chair that supported his body. Until Papa's body hung with his neck tied with a rope.

At least not now. I looked around and see Nutella rolling on mud. Fabrizio left the water supplies on for Nutty. It's almost dark. Papa is fine, he hired a nurse. He is a good, middle-aged man, comes with his teenage daughter whom I teach. I couldn't make much but at least, I am making something. I have to for my departure. Papa says his end is here. He is sad about leaving me but he is happy about meeting Nana. "Nutty... Come here." I called her. She stopped, looked at me before she started to run around in the mud. I have to bathe her.