My Husband Sold My Uncle
CHAPTER 55. Draw up a Plan

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"He's Ishaya's brother!"

Alma's voice broke up the discussion session of the three of them in Dirga's KETOPRAK SELINGKUH outlite, the clock has shown ten o'clock at night, other employees have gone home leaving Alma, Deno and Dirga.

"To Mas's knowledge, Ishaya is no older brother of the deck, he's an only child," replied Dirga trying to straighten out.

Alma rubbed his face, he then glanced at Deno to give the data they had to Dirga, Deno who understood immediately gave an open laptop.

"What's this?" dirga asked confusedly.

"Diandra Aninda, a few years ago she was alienated by her parents because of a psychopathic illness, such as, he was deliberately rehabilitated but instead of recovering he became so that his parents chose to cross his name from the Family Card list, only Ishaya was sincere to her brother" Deno explained.

"And you know? There was no smoke if there was no fire, Diandra could not have just appeared in this state, and I was talking to her, my anxiety was evident, she came to take revenge on us," Alma really reinforces the argument here.

Dirga who initially hesitated a little to believe let alone see the expression of her lover who was so serious, the three of them now looked at each other seriously.

"It's late, we better talk about this tomorrow, Deno you go home first," explained Dirga disbanding their impromptu meeting.

"Keep, Mr Dirga with Brother Alma?"

"We're going out, you want to see?" dirga seductive which makes Deno bend face.

Since the Boss of his refrigerator was melted due to the lights off because it was almost abandoned Alma first, he instead became an acute bucin that sometimes makes Deno wonder himself.

"Hey, be careful that the third pair is usually a demon" Deno closed his laptop and put it in a bag.

"You dong, you're the third person right here," replied Dirga who made Deno more bending face.

Deno walks out through the back door to his own car in the parking lot, while Alma is now alone with Dirga.

"You're in such a hurry baby, isn't Mas spoiled yet," replied Dirga staring with a spoiled look at Alma.

Alma snorted bitterly, Dirga could have wanted to be pampered at a time like this, Dirga raised his face to Alma close their faces.

"Mas Dirga don't be weird, yeah!"

Dirga who saw Alma's expression just laughed in satisfaction then took out a mini calendar that had many of her cross marks.

"Today forget your Mas Iddah date, only eighteen days left and we can get married," Dirga crossed the date today on the calendar.

Alma smiled and then took the calendar, Dirga was really looking forward to the Iddah Alma period being completed, because he wanted to immediately confirm their relationship in the eyes of Religion and Law.

"Ehm!" Dirga complained of rubbing her slightly sore neck.

"Why Mas?"

"Silver," Dirga answered briefly.

Alma reached into her bag to take a request for aromatherapy that she used to wear when sore, Alma walked towards Dirga then massaged Dirga's neck gently.

"Nake?"

"It feels like it's deformed," Dirga replied in a vague cry. "Mas lately like sore, even though before the same you Mas never sore."

"Huh?"

Alma stops her action and then grabs her bag, Dirga's words are annoying to Alma.

"Daddy, why?"

"Mas Dirga is going home!"

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