My Son Is My Strength
The Badboy Busker Wife

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Synopsis

Arkana Brilion is the leader of the most respected motorcycle gang. She falls in love with Athaya Nathalia, the girl who helped her. And when she wants to express love, Atha is lost to the earth.

Then the two were reunited in one wrong night, making Arka must be responsible where when Arka's heart was tethered to another heart.

So, how is their marriage going? Will Arka maintain her new heart after marriage to Atha?

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"Tha, where the hell are you meeting this rich God?" one of the brothers whom Atha knew with Luna questioned him. The suddenness of the question also made Arka's smile fade, her face returned expressionless, her eyes certainly fixed on only one person. Athaya Nathalia.

The stature of Arkana Bralion is indeed very amazing at the age of a teenager. Her skin was clean without the slightest blemish on her face, her nose was taper, her lips were sexy, and also had a sharp eye highlight and thick eyebrows. Moreover, his smile which was only a few seconds earlier added to the charming impression, captivating the girls. Really create a perfect God. Think those girls.

"Let me meet in the old TPS, brother. That's near the bus station." Atha giggled with his own answer. Back to remembering the incident this morning where Arka slept in front of her cardboard house.

"Ah time anyway, Tha. Don't worry, the prince like a Greek god like this you said you found out in TPS." Of course no one believed it, Atha could only respond with giggles.

Atha did not see Arka as the other girls saw, his mind was indeed very innocent. Be he saw Arka with an ordinary look. But open means he doesn't acknowledge the handsome Arka. Just handsome in plain version.

Atha got off the bus with a joyous feeling of joy more than the previous days. How not, his income from busking today is incredible a lot. And it's all thanks to the prince who is said to be a Greek god.

"Where is the favor of your Lord that you deny?" muttered the girl with a smile that never faded.

"Tha." Call Arka, she feels left out by it. Atha looked back and immediately patted his own eel.

"Astagah, the source of money." The girl quickly approached Arka who was just about to get off the bus. Akra rounded his eyes with a slightly irritated look, but of course he would not be able to get angry at the girl.

"Hahahah, kidding Brother." He waved his hand. Hearing Atha's crisp laughter made Arka come along.

𝘒𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪, 𝘣𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘢. 𝘋𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘵 𝘈𝘵𝘩𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘩, 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘶 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘪, 𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘢. 𝘚𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘴. 𝘠𝘢. 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘪𝘣𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘢, 𝘈𝘵𝘩𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢.

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