Belengu Revenge OM Kaya

Belengu Revenge OM Kaya
Give me a lot of grandchildren


...97๐Ÿ’š...


"I've prepared your coronation party.. I've prepared all of them with great fanfare, and for the conditions you've proposed I've done it too.."


Antonio sighed resignedly, soon he would officially become the head of the drug dealer.


I don't know what's wrong with trailing her. He tried hard to avoid all of this.


Now he does it of his own will.


Mr. Alexxander returned to his tablet, where his face was visible.


Antonio who saw the expression of the father's face was only indifferent, but a little curious.


Because he had never seen that radiant face.


"What are you looking at?" Antonio asked with a glance at the tablet in the hands of Mr. Alexxander.


Mr. Alexxander pointed the flat screen at Antonio, showing an old man playing with two different children.


"I was watching a grandfather playing with his granddaughter... Oh yeah I want to ask you this too Antonio... All of this is a bonus to my request..."


"What do you mean?" Antonio asked, hoping that the old man before him would not ask for strange things, such as those in his head.


"Bring me a son-in-law, and make a lot of children.. So I can play with my granddaughter..." Mr. Alexxander's face grew increasingly bright, where the two beads of his eyes looked at Antonio expectantly.


Antonio was silent for a moment, hearing the father's miraculous request.


A thing that may be very difficult for her self to exist.


Married, and had children. Even he himself had not thought of anything that far.


But the old man in front of him instead asked for something right made Antonio's head even more frustrated.


"No way...!" Antonio firmly stood up from his seat, then put one of his hands into the pocket of his pants.


Her father's request was too much, even he had not been officially in nobat would be the chairman of the curse, and now his father asked for a bonus request.


What the fuck is that.


Thought Antonio.


The expression of Mr. Alexxander looked shocked, but immediately frowned at the reply of the firm rejection from the son.


His heart was very disappointed to hear that, but that little worry was the reason why his son refused to marry, even though his age was very mature to build a household.


Mr. Alexxander stared at the son's back sharply, looking down from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.


"Do you have a disease? or are you impotent.?"


Blars...


Antonio felt his body immediately on the bomb to explode, hearing the sinless speech of his father.


The incense?


Impotent?


God, he's still healthy okay. Pekik Antonio who immediately twisted his body and looked at the father fiercely.


Of course his pride of being a real man was hurt.


"Look yes pa... I don't have such a disgusting disease at all.. I'm still healthy and anyway I can make a lot of kids..." Antonio Kimpal did not accept.


"Why don't you get married? Papa can match you with the daughter of your coworker..." A sneaky look appeared on Mr. Alexxander's lips.


Antonio's restoring his hair, feeling his head's gonna break now.


"This is not the time of siti nurbaya pa.. I don't want to be in a match .. I already have a candidate, anyway..." The original Antonio refutation, which made Mr. Alexxander sparkle.


"Who is it really? marry her quickly.. If you can, your coronation will be at the same time as the wedding..." Mr. Alexxander was delighted to hear that his son already had a future wife.


Antonio bit his lower lip while watching his eyes deep.


His self is stupid, why he can say it. Don't be a prospective wife, just her boyfriend does not have. Then how can we get married.


Antonio back to his butt next to Mr. Alexxander who was very happy.


"But unfortunately she's already the wife of people...!" Lirih Antonio cheered, where his mind now floated over the face of Aelin.


It's tragic, the girl who was in his pursuit since long ago, obtained by his own brother-in-law.


He only got empty hands.


Mr. Alexxander's happy speech immediately receded when he heard Antonio's words.


After flying so high, this brash son fell down very hard.


"Then you move.. I don't think you're my son.. You moron.." Umpat Mr. Alexxander upset. Pupus is already her beautiful dream.


"Kc.. How else, I didn't know he was married because he got married all of a sudden... Like I know maybe I've canceled the wedding..." Hela Antonio with a desperate breath.


"Yes, you have taken the girl, not her you like her..."


Antonio's eyes were wide open to hear the teachings of the father, even to his two eyes wanted to jump out because he was so shocked.


"Papa I'm not a player..." Antonio Sarkas.


"You love her right, before the yellow janur curls you can corner..." Excite Mr. Alexxander with steady.


"But his yellow janur is already curved pa.. There's no way to turn..." Antonio's head feels like it's burning.


"Yet.. She is not pregnant, so it is legal if she is taken... Sometimes you have to be a robber.. Robber wife people.." chirped Mr. Alexxander who is still muddled with his opinion.


I don't know what Mr. Alexxander thought that taught his son.


Perhaps because of his desire to have a very large grandson, making his mind become a little disturbed.


While Antonio just shook his head to hear the crazy idea of the father, but a little true by his heart.


"From papa demanding me to get married and give grandchildren.. Papa better ask that to Syaila and Davin..."


The look on Mr. Alexxander's face turned sad, upon hearing the name of his daughter.


But his face soon changed drastically, implied anger in his two eyeballs.


"I want a legitimate child, not an illegitimate child..." The cynics then left, and Antonio who stared at him was astonished.


"What do you mean?" Antonio murmured to ask himself. He did not understand the meaning that his father said.


Syaila is not her sister, so it is the same if Syaila who gives grandchildren, what else Syaila already has a husband.


So it has more chances, than he who is still a bachelor.


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