Love Blanket Revenge
Love Blanket Revenge #Episode 153
In a luxurious and magnificent house.
By dawn, Deon, Jec and Grandson had just finished eating, and now that they had moved to their respective rooms to rest, their bodies were already feeling smelly with the many events of yesterday, he said, forcing his body which should have been rested from yesterday afternoon forced them to hold up to carry out more important activities.
"Master, remember you have to rest, if you still don't want to rest, I'll call Grandson to sleep with you." Jec who drove Deon to his room also knew that the man who bears as his boss would not be easy to comply with him, so Jec had to use threats to make Deon recite with his words.
"Why are you so annoying now, little Grandson, do you have no work until the Grandson sleeps here, why don't I get married to the girl" Deon said, who felt that Jec was getting more insolent with himself. A little while, with the granddaughter.
"Oh, well tomorrow I'll arrange your wedding with the Grandson," Jec replied casually.
Brugg. one pillow floated right on Jec's face. "Get out" Deon bemoaned by pointing towards the door.
Jec even if it was like this could not avoid he would not want to have to go out. While hoping that Deon will not do anything.
"OKs... Ok I'm out Master, but remember you have to take a break, don't join too much, and think of something that isn't your realm."
"Huhh... finally the person brought it out as well, why is Jec currently actually turned into a very annoying person," said Deon, once Jec was lost in the door.
While the Grandchild had already rested in Dena's room, sleeping on a soft mattress, even at the age of twenty-four years, the new Grandson felt sleeping on a mattress that was as thick as that.
Again and again the soul of the challenger arises, where is the owner of this room? It feels very unlikely if going out of the country or going anywhere, but the condition of the room is still neatly arranged, he said, the fragrant fragrance of the room indicates that the owner of this room like he just left the room.
Granddaughter wanted to ask Deon and Jec, but was afraid if judged to be disrespectful. So that he only keeps his curiosity, maybe tomorrow he will ask the housekeeper in this house. So that the grandchild does not die of curiosity.
"Miss Dena, I'm sorry well, I'm Grandson's permission to rest in your room." Slowly the woman's eyes closed perfectly, began to pick up her beautiful dreams, a sense of cape on her body makes Grandson did not take long to have started to wade through her dreams.
Back to Deon's room.
Deon's eyes that could not also be closed, every male eye tried to be closed when the shadow of Qari's face full of medical devices flashed in his memory, he said, and also the shadow of his perfectly sealed heart in his carriage which he delivered to the final rest again came into his mind so that Deon reopened his eyes.
A second later, however, Deon's eyes fell on the flickering phone on the nightstand, indicating that someone was calling him. Blood rippled immediately, the man imagined that there would be bad news brought along with the incoming call.
"Oh my God, I hope this isn't the next bad news." With a weak body and a throbbing head, Deon raised his body again to reach for his phone.
Deon's eyes widened, when he saw who was calling him. A second later the man stared at the clock on his phone, four o'clock in the morning but there was a foreign number calling him.
Not long after, however, Deon returned to thinking. "But, it's not that my number almost nobody knows about it other than the people I've allowed."
With various considerations finally the man began to pick up the phone call.
[Ha. halloh,] Deon said with words stammering as greetings to the caller, of course Deon was afraid that the one who called him was just a prankster who would be interested in doing evil and bullying him.
[Heh, bad man, bad man, are you satisfied now? After what happened to Brother Qari?] The voice of the little girl with a splash directly broke through Deon's eardrum.
Serrr. The phone that had been in his grasp was firmly dropped, when Deon was able to deduce whose voice he was about to dare to call out to him with the frills of 'bad man'.
"Who else if not Tantri, the little girl he met yesterday afternoon with the intention of pumping to hate Qari, but after everything happened, now only regrets are left.
[Da... Where do you know my number is little girl?] Crazy and silly question. It was clear that Tantri knew of her who had clearly given Tantri a business card yesterday when she met the little girl.
Sounds faint stuffing from sebrang Deon, making Deon's heart more haunted with feelings of guilt. Very-very guilty.
[I'm sorry little girl, I never thought that what happened to Qari and her daughter would be this fatal, I never thought that what I was doing would make me lose my heart forever, ] Deon raced.
Just contact Deon's words made Tantri immediately shocked by what Deon said. For a long time Deon had only heard a faint sobbing of Tantri's lips without any words coming from the boy's lips. Deon also said that he must be sad when he remembered that the Qinar was not there.
Without Deon knowing that Tantri did not know that Qinar was dead. Alzam and others deliberately kept Qinar's death a secret, knowing that Tantri would feel guilty. Sure enough as Tantri felt at this time he was in ghost by the increasingly guilty guess. Until the little boy could no longer speak, and could no longer ask what was happening to the baby.
Though in Tantri's mind there are many questions that should happen, but his lips can not speak.
"I'm sorry little girl, I was wrong, I never thought it would be like this. I was wrong and I'm so sorry, and now that God has punished me, my baby has been taken back by God, I'm so sorry." Deon was back sobbing just like before he cried considering the small body of the baby who was slowly buried in the ground.
"Ja... So Brother Qari's son is dead?" tantri asked with a stammering speech, a raucous and quivering voice, signifying that the little girl had just cried out violently.
The deg!! This time Deon was again surprised by Tantri's question with a trembling voice and deep sadness, it could be Deon deduced from the cry of the little boy, who sounded very bitter and heartbreaking.
"Is it possible that the little girl doesn't know what's going on? "