Chasing Love Husband Cold
The True Villain

Alan could only grumble as the guards closed the gate after he exited. Intended to stay over but Hary did not allow and blatantly expelled.

"Weh, since when do you want to stay at Grandpa's house." Hary ruffled waist. "Didn't you always say bored, lazy, not exciting, this is, that's what if you live with Grandpa to be reckless to make your own home."

Alan threw out a face. Apes, the Grandpa first pointed at him when he said he wanted to stay the night.

"It's night, Grandpa. I'm sleepy too. If anything happens to me on the way, isn't Grandpa the one who's going to bother."

Hary terngangga's. Coulda. The old man did not even recognize who the man who was now his interlocutor was. Alan, who is usually ignorant and not too talkative, is now begging him to let him stay. God, he wasn't dreaming, was he?.

"You sleepy?."

Alan nodded.

"You're also afraid that something might happen to you on your way home?."

Again Alan nodded.

"All right, Grandpa's private driver will drive you to stay safe."

"Grandfather!."

"Can it be?." Alan was still grumbling. In the end he lost. He left Grandpa's house to return to his home.

Throughout the journey of the handsome man was endlessly bemoaning the Grandfather who did not understand the situation and conditions. She misses Dilara but the prestige says so. Dilara became more seductive after she asked out of the house.

Alan parked his iron horse in the garage just like that. Tired of the body too. The sturdy man entered the door of the house unhurriedly.

"Honey"

Alan closed his eyes. Recalling the moment Dilara ran to greet and call out her name with a call of affection as she opened the door. But now, there is only silence.

Honey, I miss you.

"Welcome, Sir." Two house servants welcomed. Alan was just muttering in response.

The senior waiter quickly takes over Alan's briefcase while the young waiter prepares the dish.

"Master, dinner's ready." Senior waiter's welcome but Alan tonight has no taste for food.

"Food is for you, I'm not hungry." Alan stayed away, climbing the stairs to his private room. If the young servant was immediately excited, it was different from the senior servant who was still staring at the departure of the master with great concern.

The last five years of working for Alan, of course the woman knows a lot about the Master. Mood and facial expression, though not saying anything but the servant could interpret.

During his work Alan did not talk much. He was given only a daily task sheet to do. From the salary, bonuses and anything else was written in the employment contract and the woman was able to.

Including for the mood of the Master after the departure of Dilara, the waiter can see it. The young man was quite beaten and lost but tried to be ordinary.

The servant admitted that the presence of Dilara could gradually change the harsh nature of the Master. The employer began to soften. Either from the moment of speaking or behaving.

But after the incident that made Dilara expelled, Alan like back in the initial mode. Hard, indifferent and rude. He is also increasingly irritable to talk and not taste food.

The change in the attitude of the Master no doubt made the woman restless. Even though he also hopes a lot in the marriage of the employer to stay lasting. But what to say. Everyone has arranged.

Meanwhile, inside Alan's room immediately opened the entire outfit. He wants to soak. He looked around the room, where Dilara was always actively moving to continue teasing him.

"Honey."

Alan blinked, the shadow of Dilara half-lying in bed in scanty clothes continued to tease him. Until the passionate hot nights they went through together seemed to spin in memory.

"Oh my god, I need to get in a quick soak." Alan half ran to the bathroom and then threw himself into the bath tup.

Surely Alan was not angry at Dilara, the man was just disappointed. If Dilara or Hary had said it from the beginning, it would not have been like this.

"Lara, I miss you. But I'm still disappointed, especially when you didn't see me at all. I was thinking, lest you love me all this time."

But our son?.

Alan still wants to know the relationship of Dilara and Diego and the Woman who claimed to be Dilara's mother. One day Alan will find out and make it bright until there will be no misunderstanding for the future.

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"Dam." Diego slams the vase bung who was in his private room until it was smashed to pieces.

Some time ago he came to the house where the Dilara sisters with the intention to meet Dilara. But the waiter said that after being treated at the hospital Dilara had not returned home.

When asked where, the compact servants replied they did not know.

"Beedebah. I think the old man deliberately hid Dilara in his house." Diego sits. When he was down, he rubbed his sweaty face.

"After your granddaughter should I also make calculations with you?." Alan stared intently at the wall where the photos of Dilara were displayed.

"I really don't want anything like this to happen. Fishing, fighting strength until the virgin splattered. But how else, didn't you start it yourself, old man?." Diego chuckles. He took a photo album on the nightstand, where a smiling woman's face was there.

"Your grandmother's life was ruined and now the girl I love is married to your granddaughter. Do I have to shut up, not Hary Wirdo, fucking Hutomo!."

Diego holds Grandma's photo album in his arms. Grandma who had died many years ago in an unnatural condition. The Grandmother committed suicide because she could not stand the fact that she was only the second woman of a rich man who was loved by many women.

Diego admitted, although the age of Hary is no longer young but the prestige and charisma of the man did not fade eaten time. And now all the advantages of Hary even down to the grandson, Alan who makes Diego more furious.

Until whenever he will not let Hary and his descendants live happily. They had to pay for every drop of blood that came out of Grandma's precious body.

The dispute between Alan and Dilara was also, Diego arranged it. Thanks to money, it is not difficult to persuade ART Alan to be used as a surveillance camera.

The law does not speak, but money does. Diego chuckles. The plan to separate Alan and Dilara was already in place. It only takes a little reluctance, then he can really make the husband and wife divorced.

But what about Hary who always put up his body and stood at the front of his grandchildren.

"I hope you don't live long, so I don't have to dirty my hands with your blood." Diego returns Grandma's photo album to the nightstand. Tonight he could only vent his anger on the samsak. If this samsak turns into Hary's body then he will nail and punch him more brutally.

Tbc.