Forced to Marry My Brother's Prospective Husband

Forced to Marry My Brother's Prospective Husband
chapter 89


Upon arrival at the orphanage, Dirga immediately entered and was immediately greeted by several children who were playing in front of the orphanage.


"Good afternoon, Om. Looking for who?" ask one of the children who is about five or six years old.


"Sir Michelle is there?" dirga asked with a voice made as sweet as possible.


The boy smiled then grabbed Dirga's hand and pulled her into the parlour!


"Sister rested in his room again, do not disturb him yes if you are angry his face is spooky," said the boy.


Dirga smiled at the words that sounded like the curses of the boy's heart.


"Mom, there are people who look for brother," the boy told Bu Jena.


The boy immediately left after delivering Dirga to his foster mother's room.


"Thank you for bringing me here" said Dirga.


The boy turned around and smiled towards Dirga.


"Excuse me, Mum. I came to meet Michelle. Can I see him now?" said Dirga.


"Can if Michelle wants to be found. He just came home from his job maybe he was still exhausted" said Bu Jena.


"Oh, then I'll see him tomorrow. I went home again" said Dirga.


"What do you need, looking for me?" michelle said from behind Dirga.


Dirga turned around and now faced Michelle.


"Michelle, there's something I want to talk to you about" Dirga said.


"We're talking outside" Michelle said as she walked out of the room!


"Mom, excuse me," Dirga told Bu Jena before leaving the place.


Upon arrival in the courtyard of the parlour they sat on a chair in the corner of the place.


"What is it, how can I help you?" ask Michelle.


"There was a mysterious person who always appeared and it seemed like he was always following us when we went to the village area. Do you know that Mr. Randy is going to build a factory in the village?" said Dirga.


"Yes, I know. Tell me what the person is like, I must help to find out who the person really is," said Michelle, in her heart she already knew that the person Dirga meant was herself.


"Where yes, it is difficult to explain, too" said Dirga.


"How difficult? If there's no picture, I can't help" said Michelle, who pretended not to know.


"Yes .. the problem is that he wears a headgear and also wears a mask so I can't see his face."


"If so next time just ask for his help," said Michelle.


"But what if that person threatens the safety of the Young Master and his family?"


"If he's changed so much, beware and never let your guard down."


"But ...."


"I'm sorry. Now is not the time you know who the mysterious person is, I still have a lot of tasks to complete, "inner Michelle.


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"Crazy for the Rose. Just be careful, I will make the same calculation with him," said Jingga in an annoyed tone.


At this time Jingga was driving her car towards the road home. After swallowing the disappointment of Aby and Rose, he had no spirit to go anywhere else. At the moment the goal is her Mama because only Marisa always understands her wishes and is always with her.


"I can't keep going, anyway I have to get rid of the Rose from Aby. Yeah ... any way I have to get rid of the rose."


After driving for ten minutes he finally arrived at his house, he immediately parked his car and immediately rushed into his house!


"What's up, why are you screaming like that?" marisa.


"Ma, I don't take it with the rose. When he evicted me from Aby's house, Aby also just kept quiet and let the Rose upset me. Anyway, I want the village boy out of Aby's house, whatever and how!" Orange spoke in a loud tone even though he knew to speak slowly Marisa would be able to hear her words well.


"What, are you humbled like this as the rose? Watch out, kid. I'm a pity, you calm down just look for time to come to Aby's house when Aby is not home" said Marisa.


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"Your walking style is strange, so it's like a duck," Aby said as she continued to stare at the Rose who was walking towards the kitchen.


The rose stopped its steps then looked at Aby with a sharp look.


"No, I'm just kidding. You are still beautiful even though your gait is a bit strange," said Aby.


"Iis, I think it's because of you. Even ridiculed gini," said Rose in an annoyed tone.


"sorry. Do we need to go to the doctor? Let the pain heal quickly," said Aby.


"No way dong, later tell him how the abis time is," said Roses with a little pursed his lips.


Aby smiled widely and then grabbed Rose's body and took her to the dining chair!


"Yes abis how else, I can't bear to see you like this anymore Doctor will also not laugh at you for treatment because of the pain of your sensitive part, that," aby said after the Rose sat on the chair.


"If you don't have to ask again later," said Roses.


"If that's the name you're cruel to me."


"Kok that, the one in pain I'm the one who's cruel?" The rose looked at Aby questioningly.


"If I don't ask you to who do I want to be? If you do not enter the nest for a long time, my stern will rust and become numb" said Aby.


Rose laughed a little while looking at Aby, in her mind appeared a picture of something heirloom belonging to the husband who was limp helpless.


I don't know why he suddenly became that hot.


"But, even laughing. Tega yes you," said Aby.


"I want to drink" said the Rose


"You just sit down and let me get you some drinking water" Aby said.


"It's okay, I can do it."


"Udah be quiet. Today let me serve you so that you can recover quickly and tomorrow can menggampus again," said Aby.


"Oh yes, until I forget that I already miss the same–"


"Don't say kangen is like that handsome pretentious guy," said Aby cut the word Rose.


"Who would say that I miss Galaxi the one I miss my Lecturer," said Mawar casually.


"Lecturer?" Aby stopped the movement of her hand and stood at that spot.


"You are jealous too" said the Rose.


"You don't play me. I'm seriously in love with you."


"Yes I know, I am also seriously in love with you," said Rose.


Aby smiled then sat down on the chair beside the Rose!


"I love you Roses" said Aby.


"I love you too" said the Rose.


Seriate