Forced Relocation of Conglomerate Girls
Chapter 63: It Has Ended

So many plans revolve around Robbin's current mind, facing the stubbornness of his in-laws is clearly difficult. However, he must be able to convince both Clay's parents that he will never shirk the responsibility of being a husband. Take care and love Clay wholeheartedly.

the traffic density of the Indonesian capital has always managed to drain the patience of road users. Plus the heat of the weather today. If you have your own helicopter, of course Robbin choose transportation that does not take up much time.

Relieved not to play so felt when Robbin's car managed to escape the traffic jam, he continued to direct the four-wheeled vehicle towards Clay's residence. No more than twenty minutes, Robbin arrived before a majestic gate over two meters and a half tall.

All Robbin did was open the windshield so that the security guards would open the door, grateful that the in-laws had not blocked the entrance. As proof that he is still accepted. Despite the last discussion before leaving.

Even if forced to withdraw, Robbin would not once make a ceasefire. As promised before, until the point of finishing blood Robbin will fight to get Clay.

The car stopped right in front of the four-meter-high main door. One of the guards was seen approaching him.

"There's no need to put it in the garage, Dam," said Robbin, because no one stayed longer.

"Alright if that's what you want." Damar accompanied Robbin into the house.

"Since when did someone escort me when I entered? Is there anything I didn't know while I was away?" Robbin stopped his steps and turned to challenge Damar as a guard.

"Avoiding the possibility of a commotion."

"God! Not anymore, Dam. As long as your master grants my wish." Robbin shook his head briefly in disbelief at what the listener had just entered. "We've been friends a long time."

"Yes, and you're lucky," said Damar.

"Indeed, unfortunately Mr. Albert only had one child" Robbin replied.

"If you have two then what? After all, I'm more interested in Mo—"

Robbin locked onto Damar's gaze full of probing, why suddenly the end of his sentence sounded familiar. "What?"

"It's nothing, I'm just—"

"Dam are there any guests? The dining room sounds crowded."

Damar had not had time to say when Robbin had reached the door of the dining room of the magnificent residence of the leading electronics businessman almost all over Asia.

After a brief meeting that day, Robbin did leave without saying anything other than promising to return. Take Clay with him. And that day came. With a face hard to interpret, Robbin was sculpting in the doorway.

The atmosphere became silent, Clay got up from his seat, not heeding the question mark of the husband. "Sister Robbin, why don't you let me know before you pick me up?" Then look at Damar at a glance, "Dam, thank you. Actually there is no need to deliver Kak Robbin yesterday, unless you want to steal the opportunity to see—"

"I'm sorry," cut Damar quickly before Clay teased him again. It was so clear to see on his face that he was in love. God, Damar can't face Robbin's reaction knowing this.

Clay guides Robbin to a sit-in between the whole family. "Why not tell me if—"

"And give it time to hide something from me?"

"It's not like that, me, it's about to welcome your return." Clay, as usual, grabbed Robbin's arm tightly, clearly showing that she was so comfortable around her husband.

"Eh'em, remember there's a minors' cake here," someone grumbled making Clay blush in shame.

"Clay, can you be clear?"

"need to? Like I told Robbin all along. They're fine."

Robbin could not reply to Clay's words, he clasped the woman's slender body. Until feeling a steady pat on the shoulder.

"Dad, this—"

"Stop being dramatic, don't match your flat expression" Robet slurried. "Now you no longer have to work hard for the needs of Father, Mother, and Monica. During this time, Mr. Albert took Dad to Singapore for treatment. And, you can see the results for yourself, Dad's legs can move normally."

"Monic was, uh, Robbin's brother has a wife like Clay's sister," I'm Monica, who now hugs Clay's hip, completely keeping the brother away from his wife.

"Enough, Monic, without saying so, your wishes mean so much" Clay interrupted, amused by the impulsive actions of Robbin's sister.

Amidst the happiness that occurred suddenly there was a commotion in the hallway to the dining room, everyone was flocking to see what was happening.

"Robbin!"

Damar stepped to the side and lowered his head, then retreated in order. Albert as the host approached the two. "Your room can go now."

Albert's forehead wrinkled, his nose memorized the scent that emanated in Hanes. "What's up, Han?"

"My deal with Robbin isn't done yet, Om. I want to get him to a duel." Hanes' speech sounded raucous due to the influence of alcohol.

"You're drunk, Han," said Albert softly, for he considered Hanes his own son.

"Little bit" call it Hanes. "Even with my eyes closed I can beat him!"

Robbin puts both hands in between his pants pocket, not responding to the words of people who are clearly out of conscious control.

"You need a break" persuaded Albert, but he was rejected by his best friend's son.

"Let us duel in the shooting practice area of Om Albert" urged Hanes. "If I win, then Robbin has to divorce Clay."

"Just kid!" clay sings furiously, "no one can rule my life."

"Well that's fair, and if you're the loser. Stay away from our lives!" pinta Robbin, while pulling Clay in a deck.

"okay!" Hanes staggered ahead of everyone.

Everyone was already in the training area, Hanes looked around at the weapons to be used. Nervously Clay glared when his best friend picked up the gun.

"Wait on! What way are you duelling?"

"Just shoot the target there, Clay, just calm down. I'm not going to make Robbin die" Hanes half-mumbled.

Without saying much Robbin immediately took up a position with Hanes despite looking staggering. A little scornful, Hanes let Robbin shoot first.

"To avoid the deafening loud noise, you better wait there" suggested Damar who was now standing close next to Monica.

"Dam, no need to get too close, Monica is safe, really, here," Clay teased, making Damar's face and ears as red as fried shrimp.

However, not yet moved, the sound of gunfire boomed. Everyone froze for a moment, until a voice roared in pain.

"It wasn't me who did it, Hanes shot himself in the leg" Robbin said as he crouched down beside Hanes. "Dam, get the car ready!"

Assisted by Albert, Robbin carried Hanes' body which was much heavier because it almost lost consciousness.

They accidentally took Hanes to a nearby hospital, once he arrived, he was immediately examined. Apparently there were no serious injuries. Bullets only hit the outer skin.

Hanes' consciousness gradually pulsed, he lightly gnawed his huge nose base. "Where am I?"

"Hospital" Clay said, "Foolish Basis!"

"Why is everyone here?" Hanes still did not understand, head throbbing pain.

"Idiot!" clay's scorn again. "Do I need to find a girlfriend, so that your mind goes back to sane?"

"What, anyway?"

"Now, look at yourself." Apparently, one of the housekeepers recorded the incident while in the training area. Clay's family doesn't justify it, but because it's funny it's an exception.

Clay was heartbroken to see his best friend's mandatory change. "Where, hem?"

"This is, hell, severe." Hanes returned the phone clumsily. "Sorry, for being too childish, I'm really—"

"That's it, it doesn't need to be extended, it's all clear. As per the agreement, you can no longer bother us anymore" Robbin said casually.

"It should have been that way before." Hanes looked grimly mixed in shame.

The dispute between the two young men ended, as well as the misunderstanding between Albert and Robbin. Although full of prejudice wearing less, all have ended happily.