
"Tiger! You're gonna kill me slowly, huh?" peekik Milano growled furiously.
His chest seemed to feel an extremely violent explosion. The middle-aged man clenched both hands with eyes burning red like embers. Tiger closed his eyes, he was ready if he had to accept the bogem back from his adoptive father.
But what happened was not what was imagined. Milano slightly lowered her head while firmly gripping her hair. All the pain in his heart. His eyes heated up with a rush of clear circles that began to crack open. His chest felt increasingly tight until the pain was unbearable. One hand clenched his left chest, Milano strangled stifled until his entire body stiffened.
"A ... dad!" call Tiger opened his eyes, see the condition of the father who was groaning in pain.
Tiger hurriedly rewinded his car, turning his head to the right making sure the road was safe to walk on. His hand moved the transition quickly, while his foot stepped on the gas pedal firmly. He rushed to the nearest hospital.
"Dad, hang on!" tiger was scared.
The panic was growing in his heart, Milano was still groaning in pain squeezing his left chest. His breath seemed to be restrained due to being attacked by extreme pain.
Shortly, Tiger's car stopped in front of the IGD. He screamed in panic, calling the nurse on guard. Milano was already unconscious and it was getting scared even more.
Tiger paced in front of the IGD, occasionally sitting and standing. His mind drifted everywhere. He's trying to track Leon down. Unfortunately it never worked. Even if he hires a dependable hacker, his existence can never be penetrated.
Nearly an hour into waiting, doctors emerged from behind the IGD's door explaining that Milano had a mild heart attack due to excessive shock. His blood pressure is also quite high, doctors recommend that he be treated for a few days until his condition stabilizes.
Milano is now in the treatment room conscious. His blank look led to the ceiling of his room. Tiger bowed deeply after admitting his depravity. They were silent for a moment.
"Who is that girl?" milano asked coldly without looking. He was very disappointed with himself who did not educate his children.
"He's, uh, an employee at the bar, Dad. Looks like that woman is Khansa's brother. Because he was in that house" he said slowly.
"Mmm ... register the marriage immediately."
Tiger raised his gaze, he was quite surprised by the statement of the father who immediately agreed. Although his heart heavily accepted it, at least he did not want to create any new problems for now.
"Well, Dad," he answered briefly then grabbed a cell phone and asked his subordinates to take care of all the necessary documents and register them with the secretariat of state and religion.
"Tiger!" Milano took a long breath. "Dad's glad you turned into a responsible man. I hope this is a good start. Sorry if I've been impressed not to care."
Very angry and hit his adopted son, but Milano realized, it all started from his mistake. Tiger just smiled bitterly and nodded.
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The car that drove Sebastian's grandmother just arrived at the Villa. Hansen said goodbye and asked Emily to walk away.
Hansen's black Lamborghini drove at high speed through a fairly quiet toll road. The sky began to darken, Emily was silent stiff as she felt a chill spreading around her. His spring fingers gripped the seatbelt firmly, biting his thin lower lip. The sound of a puff of breath and his heartbeat even rang out clearly in the ears.
At times Emily glanced with the tail of her eyes which caught the cold expression of her lover. He let out a long sigh, his heart as if squeezed when the man had left.
"Reg ... Hansen, where are we going?" Finally, after a long time Emily ventured out.
There was no reply whatsoever, Hansen still faithfully closed his lips. His eagle eyes continued to focus forward with the movement of his hands and feet, mastering the speed of the car.
Emily was tired, she leaned her head with her eyes closed on the back of the car seat. Just take that guy anywhere. To his knowledge, this was not the path to his home or Hansen's office.
In order to get rid of the boredom, Emily scoured the phone and scrolled it. His eyeballs moved slowly on Hansen, then back again on his phone screen. Her lips were slanted smile.
He attached the flat object to his right earlobe. "Hello, Bar! I'm bosen. Temenin chatted yes," said Emily spoiledly.
"Have I still dared to call another man?" the urge tightens the jaw.
Emily just pursed her lips. "Partially invited to chat from earlier there is also no authorization. I'm talking about ice sculptures!" his innuendo squinted his eyes while folding both arms across his chest.
Hansen held Emily's phone very firmly. His fist until he saw protruding veins, the emotions in the field seemed to almost explode. "You!" he jolted, opened the window and almost threw the phone out.
"Eeee, wait! Waitaminute! Hansen no!" emily shouted frantically pulling the suit worn by Hansen with both hands.
Hansen's movements stopped, his breathing sounding very rough. He leaned with his eyes closed while exhaling a heavy breath, trying to calm his heart. Emotions still rule her considering the words of Emily who planned to get married when Khansa returned. Contrary to his plan that wants to quickly tie the girl in marriage.
"Look at dong! Just play some throwing!" midget Emily reclaims her phone and shows her screen dead. "Now, die!" the spray brought the phone closer to Hansen's face until his head turned backwards.
"You know me?!" Hansen glared sharply.
"Yes, you are insensitive, anyway! People if that's answered again. Do not diem-dieman rich gini enemies. Not good to know! We can count our fingers. Instead of taking advantage of our moments together, even taken care of! Know that I flew to Bali!" Emily's venting all her anger.
Hansen removed his seatbelt, then moved closer to Emily's chair and hugged her very tightly. Inhaling the sweet fragrance that she had always longed for at all times. A special fragrance that only the lover has.
Emily turned her back, her petrified body unable to move. The warm embrace of the man was able to soften his bones that stiffened from earlier. His heart seemed to be detached from his nest. Her lips turned a thin smile and her heart cried out in excitement.
"Sorry! I'm just still disappointed. You decided to get married after Khansa returned. While we ourselves do not know when they come home," said Hansen lowered his tone.
"I ... I want my happy moment to be celebrated with Sasa," Emily argued still to her will.
Hansen loosened his arms, touching both of the girl's shoulders. Her gaze fell framing the entire cute face of the woman she loved so much. He rarely reveals or shows it.
"We can get married first. Later the recipe follows, along with Sasa as you wish." Hansen raises Emily's pointy chin.
"No want. The sensation must be different. I'm at the peak of my career, Hansen."
"I can live you Emily! You don't have to work hard all night like that!"
Hansen was getting frustrated. Emily cupped both of the man's sturdy jaws, looking at him gently with a smile that paralyzed Hansen's emotions.
"I know, Honey! Please give me time to let go of my world. It can't be that easy to just get out of the entertainment world. This is not a matter of money, but a responsibility and also pride itself can reach at this point," he said slowly.
The man smiled bitterly, re-enforcing his seat and straightening his gaze forward. "You know what? I'm jealous every time there's a friendly scene with the opposite sex. I wanted to kill him right then!" he turned his head and stared at the flames of jealousy.
All Emily's agenda, Hansen always knew it even though they rarely communicated. He keeps monitoring through Bara, every hour Emily's manager sends in whatever Emily's activities.
Hearing Hansen's expression, it makes Emily flowery. His smile grew wider and more charming. Satisfied to hear the word jealousy coming out of the refrigerator man's lips. Emily took off the seatbelt and moved to hug the man tightly. Without sending any signal, he turned to look at the handsome face and then clenched Hansen's lips.
Like a bomb exploding in his chest, Hansen's body froze in shock. But a moment later, both hands raised, pulling Emily's waist until the body of both increasingly docked. Hansen returned the kiss aggressively and controlled all the lips of the beautiful girl.
Almost out of breath, Emily moved away. He smiled with his thumb rubbing Hansen's wet lips. His chest exploded uncharacteristically. "You calm down, my heart belongs to you, Mr Hansen Mahendra!" whisper in the man's ear.
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