Hot Duda: Love For Rangga Season 2
Bad News

No. gabe. It wasn't that easy to free Rhea and bring her home to her mother.

"Later. I have to think about how to do it."

Saints nodded. "I understand" he said. "Look, I've thought of a way. Said Aunt Merry, in that basement there's a cctv, your ex-wife definitely won't dare to mess around because she knows you're holding her ace. But I'm not telling you to do evil, yeah. I just want you to pretend to threaten them. Not to really spread the tape. You got it, right? And. I know it's a criminal act, and you're guilty. But I don't want my husband to go to jail."

Again: No. I am not underestimating the advice of the Saints. But as a villain, I thought about it. But, what if that - the tape, was not able to silence the mouths of the two captives? What if Rhea and Biktor didn't care if their bed scene was scattered with an alibi if it was due to the influence of drugs?

"I know your thoughts, Mas. Yes if the warning doesn't work, I know you can handle everything. You won't taste the cold of the holding cell. And I also know that what you're worried about is your good name in the eyes of your community, clients, and business colleagues. Aye, right?"

I am a weakling. "You're good at reading my mind."

"I'm not reading your mind, Mom. I understand you."

I raised both eyebrows. "Then?" my many. I felt unable to say all along - as Saints spoke his sentences.

"Mas. Maybe later your client or your other business colleagues will lose faith in you, but I'm sure, really, you can definitely survive the situation. There will be me. I'll always be with you."

Hearing that I smiled a little. "If you can't? What if I go bankrupt?"

"You're rich enough. We can still live with what we have now. Even if everything is completely exhausted, you still have me. Believe me, I will always be by your side, with you under any circumstances."

But I don't want to fall poor.

"Don't be afraid of the poor. You can start all over again from zero. But don't think too far, ding. Most importantly, don't go to jail. I need you by my side. About the view of the people, whatever. To me you are a good man. You want to become a better person."

"Yep, equally. Then we go home, yuk? We meet them. Let's talk to them nicely. May they forgive you as you forgive them."

Kuhela took a deep breath and felt a little relieved. "Before we go home.here first your lips. Dry, right, you're talking at length?"

"Hmm.. basic mode!"

Um! Silenced, engap and wet. And I have to take her home right now. "I need you, honey. We're going home, okay?" take me in a whisper. "I need you."

"O-ke, anything for my beloved husband. I'm willing." Sacred smile sweet.

But...

Drrr....

My phone's vibrating. A call from Billy ransacked everything.

"Sorry, Sir. There's bad news."

"What's wrong?"

"Biktor, he's dead."

The deg!