NAIMA
THE GALA DINNER 2

"What?!" a few colleagues including Andre.

Of course, Naima also did not expect that she would be introduced as the future wife of Rendra.

"Why should he? Who is Naima?" ask the father of Gladys riled.

"I adopted him at the age of eight" said Agung. "And indeed to be the wife of Rendra, my grandson!"

"But why should that girl!" yelled Sandi not accept.

"It's my right Mr Sandi Santoso!" the Great Press is angry.

"What's the reason? Didn't you run a business wedding all this time?" asked Andre holding back.

Grandi was about to open his mouth. The man will not say the truth.

"Because I'm sorry for him. Naima was an orphaned by my son's fault" she replied, which must have been a lie.

"It doesn't make sense!" shouts Sandi in disbelief.

"Naima has no business advantage at all!" fierce again.

Everyone nodded in agreement. A great person certainly wants multiple benefits by marrying a fellow businessman. Naima is a nobody, business people are getting suspicious. Andre smiled cynically. Agung looked confused, he still quietly flinching on the pulpit.

"I refused this engagement!" sahut Naima suddenly.

"should have. You're an actor!" shouts Gladys suddenly.

"Where do you deserve to be Lakso's wife!" he continued so haughty.

"Egglers?" whispers of business people.

"Yes, he was in Junior High school with me. That woman dared one car with the principal! I'm sure he has an affair!" continued flaming.

"He's always champion one in class even school. How could there be such a clever child if there was no play with the most influential person in school?"

All nodded in favor of. Andre was so furious. The man had also obtained evidence to clear the name of his young miss.

"Would you marry your granddaughter to a woman like that, Mr. Lakso?!' sindir Sandi's.

"It was just a misunderstanding. Naima never cheated!' agung.

'It's impossible!" gladys exclaimed with emotion.

"Whoever Naima, I take it!' great Sahut.

"What makes you insist on a match with your grandson Mr. Lakso?" asked Andre with a cynical smile.

"I told you, because Naima is a good and beautiful child. I feel guilty about the deaths of both parents" Agung replied insisting.

"I also reject this match!" exciting Rendra.

"No!"

"Opa .. enough!" Rendra closed her eyes.

"I'm willing to lose all origin not to marry by your choice!" then he got off the stage.

Naima's coming down. Great alone. Reinhart smiled and welcomed her brother.

"Come Brother. Opa wouldn't offend you if it was with me" he asked.

Rendra welcomed Reinhart's hand. The two went to applause from some colleagues. Shame is not playing.

The host was a little nervous. Asep herded his great master from the pulpit.

"Alright, we will continue the event. Introduction of the leader of PT. N. Graha!"

Andre advanced, the man looked at the sad-looking Naima there. Rendra had left with his sister. Gladys approached Naima.

"Ah ... she's left!" ledek the girl.

"Uh .. pity! You perjakor!" insult one other girl.

"I'll turn one piece of evidence if Miss Naima isn't an actor!" andre's loud voice in front of the mic made everyone turn their heads.

Great sitting with eyes glaring. The man could not believe that all his plans were destroyed in an instant.

A slide on the screen shows several scenes. The headmaster who always brought Naima from the roadside because she was left behind by Rendra.

"The head of the school feels responsible for the safety of one of the outstanding students and you blame the students?" Andre hissing.

All silent, Gladys lowered his head as all eyes were now looking at him.

"Naima has been doing well since elementary school. Even when entering Junior High many schools want Miss Naima as their student!" andre again.

Many eyes began to look at Naima. Some businessmen started talking about the girl.

"Mr Andre Hendrawan, why do you bother to clear the name of this child. After all, he's not who you are!" kekeh Sandi bland.

"Either that. I need to clean up Miss Naima," Andre said.

"Miss, will you go up to the pulpit again!' her door.

Naima was a little confused. But the girl also went up to the pulpit. Andre pulled his arm gently and grabbed onto his shoulder.

"I introduce the owner of PT N. Graha actually!" said the man.

Hurdle happens, everyone whispers to each other. Great guy, he doesn't believe what he just heard.

"Mr Hendrawan .. don't joke!" shouted one of the colleagues.

"No, this is true. Owner of PT N. Graha belongs to Miss Naima Az-zahra Hartono!"

"What! That's impossible!" shouted some colleagues.

Passi swallows rough saliva. He looked at his daughter. He just dug his own grave.

"Master?" Naima was half in disbelief.

"Miss, forgive us. You are the sole heir who has been missing all along. You are the only descendant of Mr. Danar Hartono" replied Andre with teary eyes.

All business people are starting to make a fuss. They asked Agung questions. Asep asked a few bodyguards to evacuate his master. They left the place under strict escort.

Naima is now in a luxury car. The girl still couldn't believe that this vehicle was hers.

"Miss, before you start everything. What do you want to do?" ask Andre to hold the wheel.

"I want to take Mbok Darni away from that house!' answer Naima for sure.

Andre nodded, smiling with satisfaction at the words of his young lady. The man drove his car, he was sure if Agung had not reached his mansion.

Darni is shocked when Naima picks him up. The woman was taken without a single shirt. The girl glanced at the pavilion where all her parents' furniture was placed.

"I'll get something first!"

Naima ran to her small room. The girl took one frame where she and her parents laughed happily.

After being sure of what he took. Naima returned to the car. Andre runs the vehicle.

The Great Mansion was completely deserted. Apparently, Reinhart really kept her promise of taking the grandmother to live with her.

The night is late. Great until the house is in a state of abandon. The man got the dwelling deserted.

"Sophy!" screaming called.

There is no lawfulness. It was completely deserted like a grave. Great up the stairs. His room was empty, he rushed to the wardrobe.

"Aarr!" his yell.

Soprano heard the screams of his great master. The man ran to the origin of the sound.

"Master!" he cried when he saw Agung lying on the floor.

"Mr ... Mister,"

Soprano helps Agung towards the bed. The man helped open the suit and buttons as well as the buckle ties.

"Sofia ...."

"Mr ... The madam had gone to be picked up by young Master Reinhart, "sad Soprano replied.

While in another room. Sofia looked at the window, the woman was so agitated. Repeatedly wiped away her tears.

"Oma," Reinhart's gentle call.

The woman looked up, the young man approached. Sofia hugs a granddaughter whom she never considered.

"Oma can't leave Opa, dear .. can't," the woman's bellowed.

"Nr ...."

"Say Oma is stupid. But, indeed Oma loved Opa dearly," I was stunned.

Seriate.

Well ... prepare with the destruction of Agung Lakso.

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