Just Being a Doll Wife
163. Ibram Be

It's the weekend, in a different place.

The sky is starting to blacken. The night wind started to feel much colder. The street crowds are increasing, as people who want to get out spend more and more weekends. Bright street lights mixed with car lights and the roaring sound of vehicles, nightlife has begun.

And a car is seen entering a residential street complex at speeds exceeding the average. Stay away from the hustle and bustle of nightlife that has just begun. Fortunately, the complex streets are pretty quiet. The driver was seen sighing in annoyance several times while gripping the steering wheel. The car enters the main gate of a house. He braked the car until it made a squeaking sound.

On the porch of the house someone who looked like a driver was standing awkwardly, there was a large suitcase beside him. Meanwhile, the master and mistress who were standing next to him looked increasingly pias as the squeaking car opened its door. Showing who's new. Yes, their daughter-in-law, Ibram.

Indeed the status of a son-in-law, who usually had to respect in-laws. But the problem is, he is also the largest shareholder in the company, as well as the owner of capital. That with just one command and his signature could already destroy Erla's father's company. Make the two people always ketar ketir every meeting Ibram. Especially the situation as it is now.

Ibram told his family driver to bring a suitcase filled with his clothes, because he wanted to stay at his father-in-law's house. Actually he did not tell her arrival, Amerla's parents were also very surprised when the driver of the Andalusian Mall family came carrying a suitcase belonging to Ibram. Amerla, meanwhile, is still immersed with her new world inside her room. I don't know, a huge storm is approaching him.

Ibram got out of the car, slammed the door. Looking upstairs, Amerla's room was lit up brightly. With no appearance he welcomed, it was certain the girl did not know his arrival.

You really challenged me Erla, you wasted my patience. This is what you get.

Ibram stopped his daydream and walked to the terrace of the house. Greeted by both Erla's parents.

"Sir Ibram, do you want to stay at our house tonight?" Amerla's mother asked, even though she had been prevented by her husband. The woman saw an Ibram suitcase that was too big for her size just stayed overnight.

"Why? Do you and mom mind?" Ibram answered cynically while pointing at his suitcase, the man who had quietly lowered his head and lifted the suitcase near Ibram. "You can go, tell my mother where."

"Your Young Master, then excuse me." After bowing his head to Ibram, he also bowed his head to Amerla's mother and father. Then drove to his parked car.

Erla's mother pulled her husband's clothes to talk, only met occasionally at formal events they were already very depressed with the arrogance of the man in front of her, let alone to live in one house. Not to mention having to adjust his taste both for food and everything. So I want to make sure how long Ibram will stay in this house. Mother is increasingly upset with Erla, because her son seems to really not care, every talk Amerla just answered that they will divorce. He and Ibram must be divorced, just waiting for time.

Divorce anything, if you want a divorce why come with a suitcase as big as that. Mothers are increasingly panicked when they enter the house. Ibram immediately sat on the living room sofa. Proud and cynical to see everything in the room. He sighed increasingly making Erla's mother and father feel depressed.

"Take the waiter take my suitcase to Erla's room." Ibram spoke in a command tone.

"Eh, fine." Mom immediately called the waiter. Then the two men sat on the sofa also in front of Ibram. "Sir Ibram, I'm sorry, we tried to persuade Erla, but she's really stubborn and won't come back." I tried to show them that they weren't silent either. "I'll drop her off later if she calms down, so please give us some more time."

"True son, trust me." Erla's father added. Although Erla's father was seen clenching his fuming hands. Because she had to always beg lately because of her son Erla.

Ibram chuckled cynically, responding to his in-laws. Of course she couldn't believe that her in-laws had done anything.

"You know you asked me to divorce Amerla."

Deg, Erla's father immediately panicked. He was already willing to beg but fell silent as Ibram raised his hand.

"My father is tired of this family. He wants me to take all the capital money out of your company, all of it." Looking at the two Amerla parents with carelessness. "I came because I gave you a chance, if Erla is stubborn and makes me more upset, then be prepared father-in-law. I'm not a compassionate person." Ibram got up from sitting down. "No one goes into the room, no matter what you hear. You gotit?"

"Well! I'm tired of going to the room."

"Alright, rest in the room, if there's something you need just say, we'll prepare."

Ibram did not respond to the words of his mother-in-law. He climbed the stairs with small steps, as his hands gripped the handle of the stairs.

After Ibram.

Erla's father screamed silently while holding her head, dizzy. His head immediately throbbed after hearing the word divorce. The president has threatened like that, it means it could be realized in the near future if Ibram really dumped Amerla. The fate of his company is really on the edge.

"How about this, you persuade Amerla Ma'am. We could be devastated if Ibram takes offense again."

"Dad knows, too, how stubborn Erla has been lately. He never even went out of the room."

"You forced it or what, how you are, you are his mother." Erla's mother bit her lips bitterly because she was always the one to blame.

"You know I'm busy in the office, stop going shopping or your socialite society, if Ibram takes all the money out of the company, you even have to sell your expensive bags."

"What!"

"Everything, do whatever it takes to keep Ibram from throwing Erla away!" Erla's father set foot irritated at feeling his wife was useless.

Downstairs, Erla's father vents his grief at his wife whom he considers to be incompetent. And Erla's mother could only quietly hold her sick heart torn apart. What else do I have to say to that boy! Now he's changed, no matter what his family is. Because Mother and Erla's quarrel always leads to Erla's victory, if the girl has cornered him, that the suffering he felt during the marriage, also due to the father and mother who do not care about him.

"And why should I care about you, why should I be dizzy if my father's company goes bankrupt. As for you alone, never know how much suffering I felt when I became the daughter-in-law of Andalusia Mall." Erla has thrown away her family. Although the girl was also afraid of being expelled, she tried to show that her parents were also guilty.

And I could only freeze in silence when I heard Amerla let out her heart, because she couldn't deny let alone make excuses. All this time she or her husband always think, Erla the girl who can put herself. Whether he is happy or not, he has to stay. For family.

"You heard no! Tomorrow morning drag Erla out of the room. Kneel in the living room before Ibram exits the room. Or this family is completely destroyed!" Erla's father rebuked his wife.

"Good."

Erla's mother could only answer that.

While Erla's father is still talking about dictating to his wife, let's move, towards the top floor. Precisely in Amerla's room, what will happen to the girl who is starting to look shining. The sudden and unexpected appearance of Ibram. Will finish, the dream that the girl has just started.

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