
The next day, Alana's experience further upset the woman. She was forced not to go to work just to look after Rachel, as long as her mother-in-law was out of town. Yes, Mom Sandra suddenly had to go to Bandung and could only go home tomorrow.
And all day Rachel's always looking for trouble. Whether it is intentionally nudging them when they cross paths either on the stairs, in the living room, or even in the kitchen. Even at night, Rachel still bothered him.
"Al make me orange juice." Rachel orders Alana to walk past.
"Make it yourself, if you don't tell the waiter." Alana said with indifference. It's nice that the lady***** it wants to make her a waiter, where can. For there is no history of the descendants of Arbeto being a servant.
"I want your orange juice." Rachel rubbed her stomach with a face as though sad.
"Ck, your cravings are none of my business."
"Oh come on Al, isn't this kid I'm carrying Sky's kid, so it's your business too." Rachel doesn't want to lose.
Meanwhile Alana who was getting upset, clenched her hands tightly so that her emotions remained under control.
"Listen to Rachel Wijaya! I don't want to." Alana said with half a jerk.
"What's this?"
Alana and Rachel who were staring at each other intently were now looking at Mom Sandra with different facial expressions. If Rachel stares with a smile, while Alana stares with a careless look. Because soon her mother-in-law must be nagging as she already is.
"Mom you're home?" Rachel embraced her future mother-in-law with a happy smile. Because she thought her mother-in-law would come home tomorrow, but it turned out that night had come home.
"Dear, mom's worried about leaving you too long." And really his feeling. Just now that he had gotten into the mansion had heard the commotion that was going on between Rachel and Alana. "What's this about? Why are you arguing?" Sandra repeated her question.
Sandra looked at Alana. "Al hurry up and make some orange juice for Rachel!" his orders were without any intention of asking why his daughter-in-law would not make orange juice for Rachel.
"I don't want to." Alana answered firmly.
"Look Mom, she still doesn't want to." Knock Rachel by pretending to be sadder. "I'm afraid that if this child is born later it will be okay to not get what he wants." His frenzy had somehow been several times, ever since he had set foot in the Dwight mansion.
"You heard it's Al, I don't want my granddaughter to be okay. Make some juice for Rachel!" sandra orders by forcing, because she does not want something bad to happen to her future grandchildren.
Alana sighed, and without a lot of words moved from the place because she did not want to serve Rachel's game that was getting more and more crazy.
"Alana Ricardo!" Sandra held her daughter-in-law's arm violently, as she was already unable to contain the emotions she had felt since yesterday because Alana's brazen demeanor did not respect her at all. "You were told to make oranges, why did you leave?"
"I don't want Mom! That's your granddaughter, isn't it, why don't Mom make it!" Alana remained in her stance.
"Ck, you're really a brash daughter-in-law, told to tell him back. Comehere! You need to make some juice for Rachel." Sandra pulled Alana's arm violently.
"Mom release!" Alana who was unwilling to lose, held back her steps.
There's an interesting tug-of-war between Alana and Sandra. While Rachel watched the commotion with a triumphant smile. Until finally there was something that fell on the floor, where Sandra fell sitting down after Alana released her mother-in-law's grip.
"Allana... Sandra!"
Both Alana, Rachel, and Sandra are complaining of pain. Staring at the two figures of the man who was now staring at them with a shocked face.