Maura Search
Divia Looking for a Ghost

"Still remember to go home, Brother," cried Divia when she saw the shadow of her eldest son entering the house.

Emran did not pay attention to the mother's words because if responded it could be cause for debate this morning. He continued his steps up the stairs leading to the room. He wanted to immediately break down his tired body because some days could not sleep well.

''Now your attitude is the same as your mother's, brother. You ignore the woman who gave birth to you just because of that woman."

''Mam." The husband who was with him tried to warn his wife.

Emran stopped his steps in the middle of the stairs, then stared intently at his mother.

''If you want me to be home. Please, make me comfortable here. If you really want me to go, then go on saying that."

''As long as you know, I returned to this house at the urging of Maura. He asked me to apologize to my mother. He wants me to fix my relationship with Mom."

After speaking at length, Emran continued his steps until a while later the sound of the door slammed from Emran's room.

''Mam, can't you? No need to provoke the emotions of your sons? Papa's tired of hearing your quarrels."

''Then you have to be quiet when the kids go the wrong way, Pap, are you?" sergeant Divia with sarcastic tone.

''They chose the woman of their choice that you called the wrong way? Do you want your kids to be single for life. Until we die, they don't have our successors. We also need a successor, Mam. To continue the family business." Raichand is not thinking about his wife.

''If you never agree with their choice, why don't you try to choose a companion for them? Who knows if they fit in with your choice.''

Divia was silent for a moment hearing her husband's proposal.

''Do you not want to hold a grandchild immediately?" Raichand continued his actions when he saw his wife starting to be affected by his words.

''Good also papa's proposal, papa's mind tumben open. Usually, papa never goes along with mom."

Without them knowing, Emru who was about to go down heard the conversation of his parents. He undoes the intention of choosing to return to the brother's room.

''Can't you knock on the door before entering someone else's private room" circus Emran as his sister breezed into his room.

''Oh my goodness, brother. Where's everyone else from? I'm your own twin" protested Emru.

''Do you want to come here, if there's nothing important, get out! I want to rest, my body is very tired," expelled Emran.

Emru just grunted annoyedly. "I accidentally heard papa's talk with mom when she wanted to go down earlier."

''What?''

''They intend to set us up."

''With whom?" asked Emran who was starting to seriously respond to his sister's words.

Emru just shrugged her shoulders indifferently. Which made Emran change grunt.

''You're wasting my time. Out there! If the intention to give information is complete. Do not half-and-half," he jolted by pushing his brother's burly body out of his personal space.

''Brother, you don't want to thank me. I've given you important information." Emru shouted in front of the already closed door.

''The Polar Bear.''

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"Are you sure of your decision, Maura?" bram asked hesitantly when his daughter finished expressing her desire to hide her identity as Bramasta Haydar's daughter.

''I'm pretty sure I want to live a quiet life. Most importantly, I am my father's daughter. And I know that. For me, that's enough. I don't need the recognition of many people," Maura replied steadily.

Bram was silent for a moment, after thinking about the desire of the princess there was a point as well. That way, Maura's safety is assured.

''Alright," said Bram resignedly.

The girl's smile grew, she immediately hugged the father's body to channel her happiness.

''Thank you, Dad."

Maura broke the hug, then stared fixedly at the wrinkled-looking face.

''What, Dad?''

''You have to live in one of my apartments. And you should always be in the custody of your father's men remotely." Bram looked seriously at his daughter's face.

Maura breathed a rough breath. Inevitably, he had to agree to those terms.

''Yeah, but I took Mira too, Dad. Poor he's living alone."

''By." Bram chimed in with his gentle smile.

''Thank you, Dad." Maura re-embraced the middle-aged man's body tighter than before.

''If only your mother were here too. Dad's happiness will be more complete, said Bram with teary eyes.

''Father has not been sincere?" Maura looked up at the old face.

''It's not sincere, Ra. Just regretting your mother's unilateral decision, until we've been separated for a long time. I'm sure your mother must have suffered so much with her own decision."

''Dad's right, I often see mom pensive alone. Sometimes, she was crying too. Every time I approached, she wiped her tears, then showed her a bright smile. As if, mom showed me she was okay. Though sadness is clearly reflected from the radiance of his eyes.'' Maura said with a sad look.

''As you know, mother is the most powerful woman. She is always tough when many people insult her as a cheap woman, she also often gets accusations if the mother is the mistress of Mahesa's father. But mothers can always silence their mouths in their own way. And I'm proud of you."

''Who is Mahesa's father?" asked Bram with a frown.

''My foster parents. Thanks to them as well, I was able to complete my medical studies until I was at this point. They're good people" Maura said.

''Sometimes ask me to meet them."

''By the way, you're so happy to meet dad."

''But, later. If my father's condition is completely restored. I don't want you to do anything like yesterday" the woman continued with warning.

''Yes-yes...."

Bram hugged his daughter again, wiping her long, wavy mane affectionately. She treated Maura like her little daughter. Likewise with Maura, he spilled his indulgence on Bram. For some reason, there was not the slightest sense of awkwardness in the middle-aged man, even though they had just met. Perhaps, this is what is called the bond.

''Riyana, our daughter doesn't just look like me. There is your nature in him too, his indulgence and his carelessness are very similar to yours."

Every now and then, Bram gently kisses the head of his daughter.

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''What is this, Mam? Who're they?" emran asked when he saw many young women in the living room of his residence.

''Ooo, Brother, here ... Mama is opening an audition looking for a ghost for both of my handsome sons. Mama's picking them up one by one."

Emru, who was standing next to her sister, stared in disbelief at her mother. His eyes glanced at the few women who were in front of them. Among the women, there are those who look so sexy that the top valuable assets seem to want to come out, some look elegant with thick makeup, some look simple and more strangely, even more, there was a veiled woman who participated in a strange event held by her mother.

Unlike Emru who felt surprised, Emran only responded with her flat face.

''You choose only, which woman is suitable for you" the Divia told her two sons.

''I'm not interested" said Emran by waltzing away from the place.

Divia clucked bitterly at the reaction of her eldest son. "Your brother was always like that, Emru."

''If your brother doesn't want to, you'll just, Emru. Perhaps, there is something that fits your creed."

Emru only grimaced at her mother's insistence. He looked at the women who were there. The man shuddered in horror as one of the women dressed in sexy and thick rippling, gnawing mischievously towards him meant to seduce him.

''BIG NO, MAM!"