Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 141

Arya and Gita are getting ready in their room. The plan, tomorrow afternoon they go to Galuh's hometown to move to the house that Salim prepared.

Sounds trivial, Salim is just a driver. But the proof is he can do whatever job Arya commands.

But the knock on the door of his room made the activity of packing Arya and Gita clothes stop.

"Get in!", pinta Arya. A middle-aged woman opened the door.

"Why a bik?", asked Gita.

"Sorry Madam, sir. Below is the master Judis!", said the art.

Aryan's hand spontaneously stopped his work.

"Whether did he come here?", asked Arya in an angry tone. The art also shakes.

"Pa, where does aunt know. Meningan now papa meet first mas Judis!", said Gita lirih.

"It seems like he is trying to play around with me, Ma!", said Arya who immediately left Gita just like that.

"Don't face the Judis with such emotions Pa!", Gita reminded her husband but seemed to have not heard at all.

Inevitably he also followed Arya downstairs.

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"What are you doing here?", asked Arya to someone older than Arya. The tall man was not much different from Arya was standing.

"Hi, brother! It turns out that you are still the same as you used to be!", Judis patted Arya's shoulder. But Arya brushed it off rudely.

His grandfather Ganesh chose to sit down. As usual, the arrogant and arrogant attitude already appeared clearly printed on Arya's face.

"No need for pleasantries, what's wrong with meeting me?", asked Arya flatly.

"Oh come on Arya, can't you be a little more polite to your brother?", asked Judis who was already sitting opposite to Arya.

Arya smiled cynically.

"Sopan?", asked Arya.

"Yes, of course. Aren't we brothers? We have the same blood from the same father!" said Judis.

"Maybe you forgot, I'm just a maid in your house!", said Arya lifting one of her legs.

Gita who initially wanted to accompany Arya also chose to return to the top floor. She believes her husband has been in control since he made peace with Linga and Galuh.

"Look Arya, forget it! It was only our childhood!", said Judis, shaking his hand and chuckling softly. Arya raised one eyebrow and smiled faintly.

"Yes. Of course you've forgotten it. But not with me!", said Arya flatly.

Judis did not know what else to say.

"I don't have much time to serve you if there's nothing urgent!", Arya looked at her wrist.

Judis clasped his fingers tightly until whitened to hear Aryan's words that would have wanted to expel him.

"OK.I heard...Linga has had her own business since four years ago you threw her out?", asked Judis in a mocking tone.

"Yes. Small business, why? Is that a problem for you?", asked Arya.

"Come on Arya .. isn't this embarrassing? Descendants of Pandu Winanta Putra only became entrepreneurs of the teri class, in the village anyway! Ckkkk. How embarrassing!"

Arya smiled cynically.

"Shame you say? Wouldn't it be more shameful to just expect an inheritance and scatter it for fun? My two sons are not like you! They stand on their own feet, with their efforts. Just like me! I can show you, I'm capable without you. And so are my two sons. They don't need to show off anything to their esteemed grandfather's family like you!"

Yudis stared hard at the other sister of the mother.

"The more the more arrogant and arrogant you are Aryan!", hardened Judis.

Arya just shrugged both of her shoulders. He did not want anyone to insult his two great sons. Although he had done the same thing, but first when he still did not accept the fact that his son-in-law was the best choice of his youngest son.

"Yes, we are arrogant because we are capable!", said Arya flatly.

"Well, what after this will you still be arrogant?", now the sly smiling Judis.

Arya furrowed her eyebrows for a while.

"How did you lose the people you love Arya? Youngest kid? A daughter-in-law? Or even grandchildren?", asked Judis.

Arya was silent for a moment digesting her half-sister's words.

"You want to take revenge on me through them?", asked Arya.

Judis smiled again and an evil grin from the corner of her lips.

"I think, after what you have now, you will no longer act, Brother Judis!", said Arya with great emphasis.

Judis looked up at her half-brother.

"What...I need to impoverish you to be so poor that you will no longer try to harass me?", Arya threatened.

Judis looked hatefully at Arya who intimidated her with her gaze.

"You think I'll let my son-in-law and granddaughter be within your reach? Hahahaha is wrong! Even before your men acted, I broke them first. So...do you still want to play with me?", asked Arya to Judis. Judis unmoving.

"The exit is still there, please!", circus Arya.

Judis rose from his couch. Without permission, he left Arya by stomping his feet with emotions that were in the crown.

Even Yudis has not put pressure on Arya, but it turns out he has lost the start. Gita slowly went down the stairs but as she was about to approach her husband, but he interrupted her when her husband contacted someone with his cell phone.

[How?]

[Faith sir. Dr Maria had removed Ganesh and some of his babies from the room at the request of den Lingga]

[They don't know my grandson?]

[It doesn't seem like master. The room was sterile from disinterested people]

[Then how are my children?]

[Den Lingga and Non Galuh are already at his boarding house. Some people have been placed in hospitals and around their boarding houses. Bu Sekar and Den Syam are at home]

[Alright! Thanks you! Your bonus will be sent out soon]

[Together master]

Arya put her phone on the table. He rubbed his face rough. As a man who has been in the world for decades, he already knows well who is trying to find a gap to bring him down. Either through him directly or through his family. Fortunately Arya was alert to respond and anticipate everything.

It was not wrong to place someone he trusted among his son's family.

"Papa will always try to take care of you, as long as papa is alive!", the Aryan monologue that Gita can hear.

Gita's eyes glazed over. She felt how much love her husband had for their children.

Tonight, Arya and Gita are both at home. Puja and his family were staying at Vanes's parents' house.

Gita hugged Arya from behind who was sitting on the sofa to make the old man surprised.

"Mama!"

"Thank you pa!", said Gita sincerely. Arya's hand reflexively rubbed Gita's circular arm in front of her chest.

Arya smiled faintly.

"Why should you thank me?", asked Arya. Gita shook her head slowly.

"Because papa is the best!", said Gita. Again Arya commented a smile.

"We're going to the room again ma, it's late. Time to rest! Tomorrow morning we continue to clean up what we need to bring!", asked Arya.

"Yes, Pa!", replied Gita.

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Salim had just entered his room in the brick factory. There are several room dividers in the factory that are definitely worth living in.

"Where is Mang Salim?", asked one of the factory workers who happened to be in the same room as him.

"Oh, that's jang. Find the wind!", answered Salim. The man was sitting on the couch he was sitting on.

"Actually tea, mang Salim is the driver or what the hell?", asked the man. Salim knitted his brows.

"I mean?", asked Salim puzzled.

"Don't be, don't be!" he said. Salim was confused.

"Really? Don't want it, don't be curious?", asked Salim. The man in his twenties nodded and laid himself on the other couch.

"Eum, by the way when is payday? Did the Lingga forget because it was busy in Jakarta?", asked the man.

"God willing tomorrow jang. Ms. Sekar who gave thanks, if den Lingga is still in the hospital nemenin non Galuh."

"That's right.mang Salim wants to know! Must not be just a driver, right???? Don't tell me if mang salim tea again ngawasin us."

"Heheheheh is Jang. I'm a driver, open a supervisor. There's already this foreman of yours. What I do. Just earlier, den Lingga said richly so. Mother who wants to give you the same salary as the children of the rice mill also, when I picked up the mother and den Sham!", explained Salim. The man was just 'oh.

"Alhamdulillah if tomorrow the payday of mah heheheh!"

"Well, I want to sleep first. Tomorrow take Sham to school."

"Yes mang, mango!", said the man who played his phone, playing the legendary car 🤭🤭🤭

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12.08

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