Dew For Bara
Calling dinner

Bara was seen staring in front of him since before without making his voice, he chose to stay on top of the car, did not want to move from there and continue to pay attention to the figure who is now walking closer to them.

It was Ayla, the woman had been there since when, without contacting her first visit to the villa, Ayla was seen not displaying her expression, walking closer to Bara's car, and she was not there, as if to know if Bara the driver of the car in front of him.

For a moment the man turned towards the Dew, he stared at the Woman for some time.

"Come in and go up to your room, don't come down or come out at all without my orders"

It was clearly an absolute order, he was reluctant to be rebutted and would not be listened to.

the man spoke quickly and then he got out of the car and walked around opening the car door where Dewun was, let the woman down from there and immediately go away from Bara and Ayla.

Dew is clearly all wrong, do not know what to do because Ayla is now big right in front of them.

"Go inside and go up to your room"

Again I rule.

Dew eventually complied, he bowed his head towards Ayla who was now standing before him.

"So you didn't come home all night because you came here?"

The woman asked, raising the tip of her eyebrows staring at the appearance of Dew from the tip of her foot to the tip of her head.

So simple, ordinary cut clothes with sandals that cost no more than 100 thousands, hair in simple tie and without a bag in his hand.

Clearly inversely proportional to her who uses luxurious dress with exorbitant prices, limited edition bags, high heels and makeup that is clearly suitable for high-class socialite women.

Ayla sneers.

He knew Bara was there just because he needed a child in the stomach of Dew, he should not be too overreacting to Bara at this time, maybe he was the one who was overreacting to the embers and felt a little jealous because of the existence of Dew, he should not be overreacting to Bara at this time, he knows where the man might change his taste towards women, he knows very well how Bara's taste, is much higher than that of his papa Endar.

Who does not know the line of people who approach Bara? some of the women who approached Bara were also former lovers of Bara is clearly not equivalent to Dewun, so the man's high taste is unlikely to be replaced with the taste of the village and a little low like the girl.

He snorted, mocked and let the Dew pass him, still staring at Bara while raising the tip of his eyebrows, waiting for the man's answer since then.

Bara was completely reluctant to answer, preferring to reach for a cigarette in his pants pocket and a domineering iron pamatic black, with a cold and overly charismatic style the man began to put a cigarette on his lips, and the man began to put a cigarette on his lips, start the fire slowly there.

The man moved into the villa, walking ahead of Ayla who had been staring at him.

"We need to talk seriously"

His wife is seen trying to hold tightly to Bara's arm, the man has stopped his steps, staring at Ayla's face which speaks displays seriousness to her.

"The fire and grandfather invited us to dinner together, they also want us to attend the opening event of a new hotel in Bali"

Ayla was really serious this time, she looked at Bara while waiting for an answer from the man.

Said Grandfather made Bara silent, he stared back at Ayla for some time, as if trying to weigh something and he also needed to decide something.

"It's going to be the hardest time for us, I need us to bring that hick girl between us, the kids are going to be the stumbling block again in our marriage, grandfather is clearly more thorough than Mama, I can not lie too much in front of grandfather during his stay in Bali later, make sure the doctor has drafted a script to talk about children among us"

Ayla continued again then on Bara.

The man let the cigarette in his hand continue to burn the white tip, the fire continues to ignite even though he does not smoke it, Bara stared at Ayla for some time while trying to think about something.

She clasped tightly onto her palm, hateful when the word grandfather was launched by Ayla, so far she had survived to wait for the death of the old man, after that he can get rid of anyone in front of him without exception.

He persevered for the sake of the great name Andaram, waiting for the time move to take all his legitimate rights without having to move under pressure.

Bara closed for a moment his eyeballs, re-clenched someone's voice, re-remembered the sad face of someone behind the corner of his eyes.

"You are a strong man, hang on hmmm"

"Mara?"

Ayla's voice surprised her.

"Prepare, I'll be back home to pick you up tonight"

Bara finally speaks, asking Ayla to come home and prepare to visit Andaram's old grandfather.