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Judgment for the Divia

''I warn you once again, Stay away from my daughter! Because I'm gonna set him up with someone."

Maura gasped at the father's unilateral decision.

''Who, Dad?''

''Andrian."

The man called by his name also stiffened behind Bram.

''Apa! No, I don't want to, Dad." Maura strongly rejected the decision.

''Then you choose this man or father." Bram said still with emotions rising.

''Well, please don't do that," Maura's pinta pinched face.

''You follow your father, Ra," said Emran slowly.

''But, Em...."

''We're getting out of here." Bram pulled his daughter's hand back, and got into the car.

The woman could only stare at the nanar of the man who had managed to rule over the entire place in her heart.

There was only silence on the way home. Neither father nor son intended to open their voices. Maura busied herself with the streets out there. Occasionally, he wiped away the tears that kept dripping down his cheeks.

Bram breathed a powerful look at it. Actually, she could not bear to see her daughter's grief. However, he also did not accept all the insults. He could still hold back when the two aides reported about Divia's remarks back then, plus his nephew also reported the same.

Wanting to feel, he retaliated back then as well. But, he did not want to make up his mind from something he only heard from people's mouths. He wants to prove it himself. And all the waiting over the last few days, paid off tonight.

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Leave silence between father and son. We turn to the commotion in a hotel ballroom. Raichand Khan's anger at his wife.

"Now, my mom is satisfied! Mama's content to have ruined my efforts for years." Raichand's shout echoed in the already deserted room.

All of the invited guests were disbanded on Raichand's orders, right after the man learned of Bram's unilateral decision. Which is none other than the biggest investor in some areas of his business.

''Forgive me, Pa."

Only that was able to come out of Divia's mouth accompanied by sobs.

''What an apology you can give it back, Divia, Hah!"

''ANSWER ME!"

Divia gasped at the loud voice of her husband. Just this time, she heard the husband calling himself by name. No matter how angry Raichand was with him, he was never like that. That meant his mistake this time was completely unforgivable.

''All this time, I have always tolerated all your actions. I kept quiet because I didn't want to make a fuss. I know you're stubborn, so I chose to give up." Raichand said in a low voice, "but this time....''

The middle-aged man simply passed by without continuing his words. He was so disappointed that he could no longer express his disappointment.

''Papa, I'm sorry."

''Papa!" The woman's screams only ended in vain because the husband did not look at her at all.

The net turned to his youngest son who had only been a spectator of the drama of his parents.

''Emru, forgive mama. Mama doesn't know if it's gonna blow like this." The aged divia grabbed his son's hand but was immediately brushed aside violently by the man.

''And you know how hard I tried to get a royal investor like Mr. Bram. Mama would think a thousand times to do this," Emru said with a cold look forward.

"And you know how happy I am when I get the news that Mr. Bram is willing to be a major investor in our company. I feel all tired I'm paid."

"Originally, most investors in our company are business partners. With pleasure, he recommends to his colleagues to invest in our efforts. With her strength, my mother did something this stupid just out of dislike." The look of disappointment was clearly reflected in the eyes of the man.

Divia did not expect that Emru would do so to her. The son who had always respected him, always obeyed all his commands without resisting like Emran. Now, with his feet pointing his hands to his face, as if to consider himself as his greatest enemy.

Indeed, the heart of which mother is not hurt is treated as such by the son whom she desperately fights for his presence by betting his life.

''Are you also going to judge mama like them, Emran?" divia asked her eldest son.

As usual, the man's response was always cold. He only glanced at the appearance of the mother who was far from neat like a few hours ago.

''For what? All my disappointments have been expressed by my father and sister" he said flatly.

''Does that mean you want to forgive your mother, Emran?"

The cold man just chuckled cynically.

"After my mother managed to keep me away from the woman I loved. How easily, will I forgive my mother?"

''You really ... Already cherish me as your mother," growled Divia.

''If you want to be appreciated, you have to respect others first. Because in life there is a law of reciprocity, what we plant is what we reap."

''Go all of you, GO! I was never precious in your eyes" cried Divia after one by one her family left her alone in the magnificent room.

Now, he lives alone with endless sobs. Her appearance was very chaotic, her makeup was messy on the face area. Anyone who saw it would definitely be memorable if the old woman was so pitiful.

''I'm willing to help you, Madam."

The divia turned her eyes to the sound of baritones filling the room.

''Who are you?" asked Divia with her hoarse voice.

The man mentioned his name and position to his company.

''Do you want to be here?"

''I am willing to replace Bramasta Haidar in your company. Origin....''

''Originally what?" Divia was very curious about the continuation of the man's words.

''You are willing to ally with me."

''You helped me out on condition, didn't you?"

The man snapped a finger right in front of the face of the Divia.

''Just right. How, are you ready, madam?"

''What should I do?'' The question was in response to the offer's approval.

''it's so easy."

Then, the man started whispering something into Divia's ear. At first, he simply nodded his head in a sign of understanding the direction of the man beside him. However, in the end his eyes widened when he knew the end of the plan.

''No, I can't. It's criminal." The middle-aged woman refused firmly.

''Oh, come on, madam. Don't you hate that woman too? Do you also want to live a life of homelessness, leaving behind the luxuries you've been getting?" The man tried to poison Divia's mind with all his persuasions.

''If you agree to this, you will have two advantages. First, your good name in your family will come back because they will definitely think of you as a savior. Second, you can return your heartache to the woman's family."

Divia seemed to think hard, what the mysterious man said was true.

''All right, I accept...."