Just Being a Doll Wife
181. Pick up Erla

A car driving on the street.

Why me! Why should I pick up Miss Erla! While stepping on the gas heard the driver of the car nagging. It turns out he was Ibram's secretary. His boss gives him orders to take Erla to the apartment.

And he certainly couldn't resist. Aaaaah! Why don't you go alone! He was getting all wrong because he knew the relationship between the two was not okay. He's like he was fucked by Ibram. At first he just wanted to try comforting Ibram who looked depressed. It even became like this.

Because Ibram told him everything, the reason for the slap on his cheek, why his father could be angry, and about him taking his mother away. He wanted to keep his mother away from his father. After he realized all his mistakes to Erla. Ibram, who had never cried and admitted his guilt, seemed helpless that day. And Ibram's secretary knew a little how Ibram's life was pitying and showing support.

But, in fact, it ended up like this was the case. With his eyes open, Ibram tells him to pick up Erla.

What happened before he left was like this.

"Get Erla here, bring her here, whatever happens, you have to take her out of her house. But..." Ibram held onto his secretary's arm, gripping him firmly. "Don't force him, I don't want him to be scared to come here. But, if I hadn't met Erla today, I'd be crazy." Holding his head, Ibram spoke in disdain. "So bring him here, I want to meet him. You can, right?"

"But if Miss Erla doesn't want to?" The secretary who felt all wrong and cornered. He will also be blamed later, especially if he uses the last road, forcing Erla.

"Do whatever it takes for him to come."

What the hell, he said I can't force him. But you told me to do anything. Why don't you just go! Maybe if it had nine lives, those words would be what Ibram's secretary would say. But since he was unwilling to lose his job as well, he ended up bowing his head resignedly.

"Okay sir, I'll go. Please, you calm yourself first. If Miss Erla sees you like this, she must be very surprised later."

Huh! The secretary could only complain in his heart.

"I have to see Erla today." Ibram's words sounded bitter. "If I go to him, huh! never mind, just bring Erla here." Ibram did not continue his words, instead pushing his secretary out of the house. "After you take Erla, go to my mother's place."

If I were to go to him, he would just be scared again. Ibram murmured in his heart. Feels painful.

That's how it happened, all along this journey, the secretary was brain-twisting. What would she say to Miss Erla, to go with her. Did I just say that the CEO had a fight with the President, he was slapped and beaten, so that Miss Erla felt pity. Ah, dammit! They are not in a relationship of love. Why should Miss Erla feel pity.

"What's my business, if he's battered. Go there! I don't want to deal with him anymore." With a strong voice typical of Miss Erla. That's what Ibram's secretary thought.

Let's think stupid! what would you say, if Miss Erla refused. While the gas is all that the secretary thinks.

And as the car entered a courtyard of the house, when he mentioned who he was, the servant who welcomed him immediately lowered his head and ran inside the house. Before long, the owner of the house came out. The secretary must have been very well known by Erla's father. Because they have met often for work.

"I came at the behest of CEO Ibram, to bring Miss Erla." Directly say the purpose and purpose came

Mom and Dad looked at each other, they looked worried. Ibram did not come for a few days, and now the secretary appears. Of course all they feared was, Ibram was willing to throw Erla away. Divorce is right in sight.

"Sorry sir, if I may know, where is Nak Ibram?" The mother asked, because her husband's elbow nudged her arm.

"Could you please call Miss Erla, let me speak directly to explain."

It would be a long affair, if he also had to explain to the two people in front of him this. So he immediately looked for the person he should bring.

"Okay, fine, please come in and wait a minute. We'll take Erla." Erla's father pulled her arm, to come up to Erla's room. Ibram's secretary seemed a little worried, as the situation was completely unpredictable. Yes, what kind of man Erla's father she also knows, parents who are willing to sell their daughter for money and company.

And sure enough, after Erla's father and mother entered into her son's room, Erla's loud voice began to be heard filling the air in the room.

"No want! I don't want to go, Dad!"

"Bas on you! You want to make Ibram angry!" Dad pulled Erla's hand out of the room, the girl brushed her father's hand away and stayed away from her father. "Erla! This could be your last chance! Quickly get out, Ibram's secretary is waiting for you outside!"

Erla's eyes lit up, staring at her father with eyes of anger, disgust and annoyance. To what extent must he be sacrificed. If he left now, he would have gone mad. Here alone he was afraid, especially now that he had to meet Ibram alone.

"Why don't you just kill me Well, you know what Brother Ibram can do right?" Sinis Erla shouted out her fear. Perhaps, Ibram's secretary could hear Erla's voice.

"Slow down your voice! Indeed, what else can Ibram do, you stay silent and accept it. Provided his anger can subside." Dad still talks. I can't defend a bit.

When the father forcefully pulled Erla's hand out of the room, I just tried to calm her down and make Erla not rebel. In front of the room, Erla's feet on the floor stopped them. He looked at his father and mother's hatred.

"This is the last time, I'll take it daddy! look, it's the last time." The pain was like trauma to Erla's head. Ibram's treatment of him, the way the man vented desire and anger, was as direct as Dejavu crashing his memory. "After this, I'll throw you out! If I come back wounded and get the torture of Brother Ibram, I swear I will throw you out! I'm not your son anymore after today!" With quivering lips Erla screamed as she could. He looked at the young maid who had always accompanied him. "Please, clean up my stuff."

Dad was angry, but he could only growl, because mom held his hand. Asked patience. While looking at Erla who walked first, go down the stairs.

"Brazed kid! Don't know thank you."

While following Erla, her father and mother immediately encourage Erla to approach Secretary Ibram.

"Go with her Erla. Nak Ibram is waiting for you. Talk to him well.

Erla was still standing stiff, silent but also motionless from where she stood. On top of that he was arrogant when his father incubated him. But, when she saw the man her husband sent, her guts disappeared. Again, the pain and all his suffering was like a nightmare chasing him.

Because Erla did not budge, the father even pinched Erla's arm.

"Erlla!"

"Dad's the one who went there! Meet Brother Ibram and make him happy. It's just about dad's company!"

It was like being thrown shit by your own child. Erla's father's face flushed red with embarrassment and anger. In front of Ibram's secretary, Erla again shows her rebellion.

"I don't want to go! Just tell Brother Ibram, I've signed the divorce papers. What's next!" Although a feeling of fear ran through Erla's neck, when she saw her father's anger. But he's not flinching. Because what he fears more now is Brother Ibram. I don't know what that man would do to her. Just thinking about it had made his nape goosebumps. "Go sir, please. Tell Sister Ibram that the relationship between us is over."

Secretary Ibram was brain-winding, all the plans he put together in the car were immediately flashed quickly. Because he had guessed, that Erla must have refused.

"Mr Ibram is hurt."

Mom and Dad were shocked.

"He asked me to pick you up, because he was hurt."

Erla gave a small chuckle.

"You're kidding me?"

What is my business if he gets hurt? I've hurt her dozens of times with her hands. What do you care if he gets hurt. Erla feels funny and wants to laugh. He would even be happy, if Sister Ibram felt a little pain.

"He did not want to divorce you, and ended up quarreling with the President." The secretary continued his words. "He was slapped and battered, even to the point of not being able to stand. The president is furious, but the CEO still insists on not wanting a divorce with you. I heard he didn't want a divorce, for loving you."

Is.deg..

Erla tried to laugh with the nonsense that Ibram's secretary said in front of her, but suddenly her heart was pounding anxiously.

"Why don't you take Brother Ibram to the hospital, why did you leave him. You're how si!" Erla hurriedly snorted, as she looked worried about Ibram. "I'm not a nurse, I don't know taking care of sick people."

I'm sorry Sir! The secretary screamed inwardly, as she would brag again.

"She couldn't even get up, and just said your name Miss. So please, just for a second. Please come with me to meet... Uh..."

"What are you waiting for! You talk a lot."

Erla walked to the door.

Dad, mom, dumb. The servants are too. Especially Ibram's secretary.

Successfully, the secretary muttered while bowing her head to Erla's parents.

"I'm just gonna take a look and leave, he's been treated yet, stop by the pharmacy first."

I don't know, when the hatred was still very big in Erla's heart, but somehow the worry closed the hatred. Stupidhead! Usually you never even argue with your father, right, why?

Deg.deg..

The car drove fast, towards the pharmacy.

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