
Dean who had been in town J was walking around. He's looking for Jasmine Florist. Yes, he was still curious about Elisha who had a facial resemblance to Andrina. Dean certainly did not assume that they were the same person. The age difference between the two is far away. If Andrina is still alive, it means that she is currently about 26 years old.
Both corners of Dean's lips make an arch. She smiled when she found the flower shop. Dean parked his car and rushed down. Dean walked around so excitedly. Akn but his steps suddenly stopped when he saw someone there.
Dean saw the man he had wanted to immediately pair with his brother at the funeral.
“ What does that baajingan man have to do with Elisha?’
One question out of Dean's mouth. He then tried to look carefully and listen intently to what the three people were talking about inside. But it seems that's not a good talk. Elisha was seen protecting the woman who was wearing a wide hijab behind her body while the bastard man was trying to reach the woman with a wide hijab.
“ Come here you meshang, I really want to make you suffer!”
“ Get your dirty hands off my mother. You depraved man doesn't know himself. I am so sorry I was born from that seed of yours. If you may ask God I do not want to accept that you are my father.”
Dean was of course very surprised to hear every word that came out of Elisha's tiny lips. It's really not wrong. That bastard was the father of Elisha. Means all this time her brother was Elisha's stepmother who maybe the girl did not know. But it seems their relationship is not good. Dean was still looking closely. Trying to learn the events that happened inside that store.
But it seems Baskoro has become increasingly brutal. He even tried to hurt Elisha. Dean quickly ran and caught Baskoro's hand before hitting Elisa's face.
“ You'd better not do that respectable Mr. Baskoro.”
Baskoro was surprised, and so was Elisha. How could the man suddenly appear before him. He had not seen anyone at all.
“ Heh fucking bule, don't interfere with my family affairs, and how do you know my name.”
“ It doesn't matter how I know your name. And family? It seems you don't deserve to be called family.”
Dean's words reminded the middle-aged man to the bule the other day who was also defending Alisa.
“ Tck, you really managed to educate your daughter as a net. Apparently a lot of men your daughter has got.”
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A slap floated on the baskoro cheek. Jasmine did that. He really could not stand the behavior of Baskoro who more resembles a demon than humans.
“ Keep your mouth. Don't you ever insult my daughter. You'd better take care of those jalanggu women. You're the one who's more aptly called jalaang. Basic guy garbage.”
Jasmine was very satisfied to be able to vaporize what was in her heart. If all this time he was just silent and did not want to talk, now he really poured everything even Baskoro to the point of being lost for words.
" I'll let you go this time. But I promise I'll come back to get you two back to me."
Baskoro breezed away. After the man disappeared from behind the door Jasmine's body immediately slumped to the floor.
" Mother ... Mommy is not pa-pa?"
Elisha looked worried looking at Jasmine's pale face. But Jasmine simply smiled and shook her head in a sign that she was fine.
Their relationship was not good either. Looks like if I make that man miserable these two women won't mind. All right, guy lucknut, take your revenge in a minute.
" I'm sorry sir, I'm sorry for the inconvenience. What flowers do you want sir?"
" I'm asking for white lilies."
Elisha nodded and took what Dean wanted. The girl was really dexterous when making a bouquet of flowers. Dean's eyes could not be seen on Elisha until Elisha handed the white lilies to him.
" Thank you Miss Elisha."
" Everyone sir. And thank you for your help earlier."
Dean smiled and nodded. He resigned after paying the flowers he gave.
" Do you know her El?"
" Aaah, Mr Dean? He is also a buyer of bund."
Jasmine simply nodded hearing Elisha's reply. But the middle-aged woman saw a strange gurgle on the man earlier. He noticed there was interest in the man's face towards his daughter. Jasmine was reminded of Ar.
Why did the two bule men seem to be approaching El. Haish, I hope it's just my feelings.
In contrast to Jasmine, El who saw Dean instantly remembered Ar. Where did the somplak go. El wanted to ask Mia but did not. He did not want to be considered worried about Ar. But he really is worried.
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Benjiro, Shenia, and Mia immediately went to the hospital when they found out Ar would be operated on today. Of course they were so worried how King and Queen could be lying on the operating table together.
Geoff was no less panicked when told by his brother. Ar and Silvya are his nephews. Plus the old Geoff is also together with Silvya.
" What is this really about?"
Harold then told me everything. Geoff bowed listlessly. He then contacted Drake and asked for security at the hospital. Roki did the same.
Both Geoff and Roki must anticipate the enemy. They even kept the state of the King and Queen a secret from the public. If the lower organization knew it was feared they would flock to attack.
Geoff, although already inactive, but his influence in the underworld still remains large. Not far from Queen. Uncle as well as the Queen's right hand certainly knows what they have to do at this time.
But it seems that the sudden situation makes them forget something that is no less important. Anderson, the man certainly knew about Ar and Silvya's state because he was in the same hospital. Because his initial goal as a donor candidate for Ar made the man also given health services. Wounds that previously wanted to be left alone inevitably had to be treated by the medical team.
And, at this moment came out the man's cunning nature. He asked a nurse to lend him a cell phone. He wants to contact his family. Of course the nurse was given what Anderson asked for.
" Iraa pick me up at Mitra Harapan Hospital. I was in Jodipati room Number A-13."
The man grinned. It wouldn't be easy paralyzing him right now, that's what Anderson had in mind.
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