Marrying You My Destiny
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Suddenly Chaka's phone rang, and the inscription was kept secret. Chaka chose not to accept the call, as it was unclear where it came from. But still, the number kept calling him. Even this time, it makes more trouble.

Chaka was forced to shift the foreign call. "Hello, who is this?"

"I'm the one who's gonna kill you. But before that, I make sure you experience sweet terror." she replied, flatly.

"Hey coward, this threat of yours doesn't work for me" Chaka said.

"We'll see." Laughing with a horrible voice.

Chaka just wanted to talk, but it's turned off. He could not even contact the caller.

"Who is he, why is his cell phone number not visible. Must have used a special privacy setting." Chaka was upset by herself.

The sun began to crawl from its perch, and it was the twilight turn that crept on the horizon. Chaka immediately returned home, then had some of the female employees come to the house. Yana who is walking on the terrace, is disturbed by Chaka's actions.

"That's there, a lot of germs. What else are those slippers, just taken a step into the path of iniquity." Chaka glanced sharply.

"What's the man, you indistinct man." Yana grumbling.

He moved around, sitting in a chair. But suddenly Chaka told the young woman to beat the chair that Yana was sitting on.

"That's a fly, can't you see it" Chaka said.

"Where sir, I don't see." she replied.

"Oh, looks like your eyes are having problems. Tomorrow, you just consult a doctor." said Chaka.

"All right, sir" he replied.

”Hih sucks so much Mr. Chaka, can't see myself happy a little bit. Why does he want to, telling myself to come to his inner.” home.

"Well, whose shorts are these? Why so stretched his waistband. Plus the collage, and there's a black dot. The proverb says, a mole alight." Artha noticed the clothesline of the pants, which were shabby white.

Febby, who was opening the window, could only see his back. Her face was not visible at all, so did not know if the person was Artha.

"Bad guy! Watch out for you, I'll hit you with a mosquito-killing electric net." Febby grumbled.

Febby clenched both of his hands, and really felt furious. Febby is out of bed, like a vampire smelling roasted blood. Now he was ready to scream, with his fangs coming out.

"Omm genit.....!" His voice boomed, until he woke up the security guard who was asleep in the goat pen.

Artha turned her head towards Febby, along with a punch of an electric net. Artha convulsed suddenly, and lay on the spot.

"Dangerous! He died no yes." Febby immediately saw her condition, patting her cheek.

Febby immediately took her to the hospital. After having difficulty, when asking for help from the people. It didn't take long, Artha had regained consciousness.

"How are you doing?" ask Febby.

"How is it possible, you still have time to ask. You should have seen it with both of your eyes." replied Artha.

"Sorry, I thought it was a pervert" said Febby.

"Just because you see the pants are not quality bin jamuran, you think all about me." replied Artha.

Febby feels unacceptable, because Artha is putting on her belongings. "So, you're laying mine. Wow, well, you really are asking for war."

"That's why don't you just act again." Artha protested, with a muttering mouth.