Behind The Boss
Truth (3)

With sad misty eyes, Sandi asked softly. "If Auntie already knows, why does Auntie keep provoking Sandi to hate Brother?"

Sonya mute. After a while, he finally mastered his surprise. "Who provoked you?"

"When Brother is out of the house, Sandi tries to forgive him and declares that Brother is with Rina. But it was Auntie who always told Sandi that Big Brother had taken everything, so Sandi had to take everything back from her. That's what Auntie said?!"

"If you knew from the beginning, why did Auntie say that? Why does Aunt always make Sandi hate Big Brother ...?!!"

Sonya looked away. Unwilling to see Sandi's eyes looking at him disappointed.

"Do we have a conscience? They've taken care of Sandi, raised Sandi. Until making the Manager of Mega Mas Password. Sandi herself is nothing. It's nobody. But we're instead making Big Brother who should have got it all have to lose what he has for giving up on Sandi."

"Aunty thinks, isn't that outrageous? Aren't we like ungrateful people?!!"

Sonya opposes Sandi's eyes, which are still filled with sadness and regret. "No! We're not outrageous. You deserve all of that. Those who are inappropriate! Well Kamil, let alone Tutik!"

Sandi flabbergasted. "Auntie?"

His eyes were still watching the glint of anger from Aunt Sonya. Even now the lips of the woman he loved so dear after Mama, spoke with fiery.

"From the beginning, the Tutik and his son were inappropriate. You know, Didi should have married me. Because I'm his cousin. Our parents have arranged for us. But then I brought Tutik home. Didi did not expect to like it. Behind me they're in a relationship right up to the wedding."

"If I marry Didi, my son will be her successor. Heir of the Widjadja family. But Tutik took it from me."

"After I married Atmaja, he also took my husband. Atmaja died to protect Didi. I lost my love again. Not only me, even his son then snatched your lover!"

"Then you said is this too much? Of course not!"

"I've let you love Tutik like your own mother has been kind to him. If I want to go too far, not just his son. I'll get the tutik out of that house!!"

Sandi fell silent. Sniggered. Trying to describe the tangled threads that occur in his life.

A moment later he laughed cynically. "So Auntie thinks of me as a pawn to avenge you, right?"

"Don't it ever occur to you as a mother that I've been living a life of vengeance all this time?! Didn't it occur to you that I've been unhappy all this time?? Even I languish .... In my heart I miss him. But given all your words I became filled with hatred. Not just for Kamil even for Rina. Even their children I hate!"

"It turns out it's all for you. What I did turned out to be just to avenge you. I was the stupid one."

"From the beginning I had nothing. Even now, I still have nothing. Even a biological mother who should teach her child affection was never there for me," whispered Sandi softly as she muttered.

Sonya looked at him in surprise. "Mama loves you Sandi. Mama didn't make you a pawn of Mama's. Not what Mom meant!"

"Mama just doesn't want you to live with a loss of love like me. If Kamil hadn't taken your lover wouldn't have been like this."

Sonya wants to cupper Sandi's face. But the man approaching middle-aged man glared, turned his face then stepped out of Sonya's house.

Sonya breathed a heavy sigh. Staring at the back of Sandi who walked away with a blank look.

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After Maghrib, with the Goddess. Kiran goes to Intan's boutique, according to Radit's message. The man said he would meet her there. They intend to buy one of the dresses to wear to attend Rangga's wedding.

Traffic is very heavy. Maybe it was time for the workers to go home. Even so, when azan isya reverberated, Kiran also arrived there.

Kiran goes into the boutique followed by Dewi. One of the employees recognized him. When Intan requested permission to the ablution and prayer, the boutique employee immediately informed Intan about his arrival.

At that time, a sedan with the Mazda CX 9 brand entered the boutique yard. The dashing man in a suit with eyes as sharp as an eagle descended from the car elegantly.

Some employees who were on the front line, whispered while glancing at his friend who was also an employee there. Observing the masculine motion of the dashing man who was still standing his back to their gaze.

The moment the man turned around, they instantly covered his mouth with one hand while bowing down in fear. Understand how temprament the man was dashing. Although cool and many extraordinary mentions for his appearance, but the man was never the slightest bit willing to look at women, in this case they. Let alone being gentle with them, impossible!

Who else if not Radit Makarim who is now walking into the boutique, passing the employee who looked at him with a bowed. Radit walked in without asking.

The two front line employees who were supposed to ask for the needs of each guest's arrival and lead the guests inside, just let the dashing man pass by. They can already guess what the answer would be if they asked.

I already know! I've been here a lot! You think I'm stupid can't go in alone?!!

But the sight of the next cool man made them dare to raise their heads. "Have two women come here before us? The one yesterday prewed photo?" tanyanya, greet the two employees earlier.

"Here you come, my. But pray directly behind," replied one of the employees.

"Oh, if there's a Mother Earth?" ask the man again.

"Oh, there's Mas. Enter aja. Mas both have been awaited by Mbak Intan," they said again.

"Baraaah!!!" radit shouted to Bara. Bara walked quickly after Radit who was already walking in front of him.

"I just want to make sure, Dit."

"We pray first ...."

Without the need to answer to say yes, Radit has immediately stepped into the prayer room.

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"What do you think? Beautiful right?" tanya Intan, whispered to Radit. The man was still engrossed in observing Kiran in her silver dress.

"Indeed she's beautiful. Any package is still beautiful" muttered Radit with eyes still focused on Kiran. Kiran became misbehaved with her eyes that locked.

"Hmmm .... His name is love. I want to wear sarongs and still be beautiful. Like people say. It feels brown."

The one who heard the conversation passed. Don't want to interfere with me!

"Kiran's body is well proportioned. So the clothes that already exist do not need to be used again already fit in his body," Intan said again. Smiling smugly looking at the dress grew even more mesmerizing and exuded its luster on Kiran's body.

Radit glanced at the sharp Intan. The woman who was supposed to be called Aunt was gesturing to one of her employees to help Kiran open her dress.

"Saking proportionally, you bought her a dress for less material, right?" ask Radit cynically. He remembered how upset he was to wear only shorts and Kiran wore a material-less dress because of the Magic Grandma who was next to him.

"That's lingerie her name, Stupid ...!"

"Whatever that name is. Didn't you see she slept with that?"

"Name the first night. Masa' I mediate her pajamas pictures hello kitty. It doesn't feel like the MP ...."

"The lingerie part is very polite, I think. Still closed. In accordance with the person of Kiran who is still pure and timid. If I buy lingerie that's just a rope. Ngiket from top to bottom. Maybe your eyes are glaring at me now."

"Huh? doang rope? Dipakeable?" Radit couldn't imagine it. What kind of clothes is that?

"Well, it turns out au is still very innocent, Young Man ...! Clothes like that you don't know. That's why school used to be a little stubborn let me not go once. Most learn it, it's like this."

"Do you want me to buy Kiran a dress like that? Let it be good to gercep. Just pull from the top, all immediately open," whispered Intan enthusiastically. Make a red tinge on Radit's face. Her body became hot cold, imagining if Kiran was wearing something like that.

"Well, your face why is it like a tomato??! Haha.... You're embarrassed, aren't you?!" pekik Intan is quite strong while patting Radit on the shoulder. Making Kiran who had finished changing clothes glance at them. So was Bara who was the bodo time. So kepo was close to wanting to know, the Boss was being teased as to what the Magic Grandma was.

"You are nothing! Who is that shame? After all, school should be school! Why think lingerie so. There is no benefit at all a student knows so. You Magic Grandma!!!" Radit shook Intan's hand. But Intan seemed to not care still laughing at the embarrassed face of Radit.

What a funny thing if my face is red. You Magic Grandma!!

"If you're done, let's go home!" Radit pulled Kiran's hand while grumbling.

"Hey, what about your clothes? You didn't buy either? Buy silver to be compact." Intan offered while holding back a laugh. He smiled amusedly. Funny to see that jutek's face when it meets red. Like a man who matures in cover but it contains High School children who have never dated.

Radit ignored Intan's offer. He stepped away, still pulling Kiran to follow him.

Bara who was still busy looking at the price of the suit on the mannequin, gasped when he saw Radit passing away.

"Eh, Bro. If you want to go home by the way dong. If there is no me, who is driving. Play live ah ah!"

Barley. He followed Radit from behind. The fate of the dating boss, yes. Macem mosquito. Not appreciated at all. They grumble in the heart.

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Iss... Raditt... !!!!

I'm also ashamed to imagine such lingerie....😆😆

Still single, don't think macem2. Especially those still in school..

Please, there is no benefit at all for a little recalcitrant as the witch said.

Aunt Intan said that just to ridicule Radit.

So, always be yourself, okay!

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