
“Kakak?” The father from the bathroom was astonished to look at Agung who was wearing his jacket.
“Where are you?”
“Home Adinda. Feeling Brother hasn't been good since last night, Dad. Coupled with the existing display on the CCTV of the middle room of the house Adinda.”
“Means?”
“Dad see for yourself. They only appeared since almost 4 hours, after a few days it disappeared, the Great” pointed at his laptop.
Dad rushed to the Great bed. His eyes widened while preaching.
“The others already know?”
Agung shook his head, “So I don't know, Dad. But surely Bang Hans's men know.”
“Kakak already contact Pak Andi?”
Agung nodded, “Pak Andi standby below. The parking lot VIP.”
“Be careful on the road Kak. Dad tipped Adinda. Keep Adinda.”
“Insyaa Allah, Yah.” Great to crucify Father.
Lengang streets. But Agung asked Mr. Andi to hurry. His eyes can not be separated from the screen connected with CCTV central room Adinda house.
Adinda's room door is open. Adinda appears with a waking face and wearing a black bergo hijab.
His facial expression looked surprised at the scene on the sofa where Stepmother and her male friend were piled on top of the sofa.
“Astaghfirullahal adzhiim.”
The upper body of Mother Stephanie's clothes were on the carpet. So does his man's friend's shirt. The butterfly tattoo Adisti told through Bramasta is clearly visible on camera.
“Bad you!” his hand is pointing at Stepmother's boyfriend, “Let it even visit you! Go you from my house!”
The man removed his crib from Stepmother. Staring at Adinda with an evil and curious smile.
“You why wear a veil all the way?Like a country girl!” the Man chuckles.
Stepmother looked at Adinda while sitting down.
“Hah! Hypocritical you! Aren't you a plus-plus student? You often drive home in a black innova, right? So baby sugar, right, you?”
“Shut up! I don't know why Papa would marry you. Women who are far from the word well!”
“Because Papa you are stupid!” stepmother's male friend laughed followed by Stepmother.
Adinda's eyes are reddened. He's really angry.
“Your father is easily deceived. A kind person who is easily touched by his heart is a very easy target,” the Stepmother said while paying attention to nails painted in rose red.
“His love for your mama is blocking the benefits I have made. Plus Papa you always pray in the mosque. Hhhh!” He looked at Adinda.
“Clear you! So you've been trying to use Papa??”
Stepmother was medengus, “But failed all. Should it succeed, you have been removed far away and all the treasures belong to me!”
“You have more trust in the shamans in Garut. You should follow my advice using my shaman who lives in Jampang, Banten,” the Men's Friend picked up his shirt and then put it on his shoulder.
Adinda looked at him sick.
“But it finally managed to die also tuh old bangka.” Stepmother chuckled.
Her Prianya friend chuckles, “Your idea is great too even though cheating. Inspired from Mirna Coffee, cyanide coffee case.”
“Thank you dear, already provide magic powder.” Stepmother embraces the neck of her male friend.
Adinda widens her eyes, “So.. Papa poisoned??! Tega you! YOUR SAVAGE!!”
Adinda hats. Grabbing any objects nearby to throw at the two people.
A vase of copper flowers floated and glided quickly. About Stepmother's shoulder. There was a scream of pain. Followed by the voice of the Men's Friend.
The jar was thrown into the stomach of the Man's Friend. But not broken. The jar was held with one of his large hands. Then put the jar on the floor carefully.
His hand still gripped the mouth of the jar tightly. Then looked at Adinda with squinted eyes.
There was a violent and evil aura in his eyes. The sister is inching backwards.
“Bolder boy!” mother Tiri's voice screeched at Adinda.
He suddenly stood up. Throw the Man's hand off his shoulder. Bouncing forward towards Adinda standing up.
“What do you want?” ask the worried Man Friend.
“It should have been a long time this child I destroyed like that Old Bangka!” stepmother's hand gripped firmly the tip of the hijab bergo worn by Adinda.
“Kill me if you can, you little girl!” shouted Adinda while pulling the tip of the hijab held tightly by the Stepmother.
With a loud bang, the grip of Stepmother's hand was released. But the next second, the palm of the Stepmother hit hard on Adinda's cheek and right jaw.
Adinda's gaze felt cloudy. The heat radiates from the cheek to the ear to the right head.
“Hah?? Sick? Satisfied!!” stepmother laughed scornfully, “Definitely soon crying this boy.”
Adinda looked at the guts. He recalled the short martial lessons Adisti had taught.
“Do not get provoked by emotions. Use your anger as your source of strength. Calm yourself when emotions start to reign. Rising emotions will only suck our energy,” said Adisti.
With a quick movement, Adinda grabbed the shoulder of her stepmother. Bending her stepmother's body towards her then quickly hit her stomach with her knees. DUG sounds loud. Followed by the sound of moaning and coughing.
“HEY!!” the Man Friend does not accept his heart lover molested smelly child.
He approached Adinda, pulled her shoulder violently and pushed her towards the wall.
“Honey.. You okay?” he grabbed Stepmother's body and guided her towards the sofa.
“You!” the index leads to Adinda, “You are playing around with us??”
Friend Man standing up. But his hand was blocked by Stepmother.
“You can't touch it. The DP money for him we have received. Don't play games with Mr. Bryan. I'm afraid of him. Especially with his personal assistant,” his eyes stared intently at the Male Friend.
“You don't worry. I remember Mr. Bryan's request. Seamless clean immaculate for 200 million,” grin appears in the mouth of the Man Friend.
Nape of Adinda bristles. His eyes were shaking in panic. His instincts tell him that something bad that is not good will happen to him.
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ??!”
Stepmom and her Pri friend chuckled in amusement.
“Panik him..” Stepmother shrunk her tears while chuckling happily.
“Makin pulled his face while panicking like that. Mr. Bryan must be very happy.”
“Maybe he will give us a bonus after seeing it or trying it.”
Both are getting cackled.
“LACK! WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHO IS MR BRYAN??”
“He's your prospective owner, Dinda Darling.. Your new Daddy Sugar. Bule is rich, very rich. Embassy man, you'll live a good life. Invited around the world, the streets continue.” The voice of Stepmother sounds very sickening.
“If he can make Mr. Bryan happy, of course. If not, yes already. Mostan following both his parents moved nature.” the Man's Friend chuckled with satisfaction.
“You..kalian..” Adinda stammered, she was unable to finish her sentence.
“IYA.. YOU'VE BEEN SOLD FOR 200 MILLION!” the voice of the Man Friend boomed in the middle room of Adinda's house.
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Gee.. Adinda, poor luck..