NAIMA
NAIMA

Naima stays in school. The little girl was immediately mobbed by all her friends and teachers who were saying condolences.

Sofia was asked by the Supreme to deliver the girl. Even with an upset face and a heart that is so arrogant. Sofia according, if not. Agung will block all his credit cards.

"Oh so Madame Lakso will take care of Ananda Naima?" the principal asked so excitedly.

"You started once Madam!" praise some teachers.

Sofia smiled, she was a socialite. This can elevate him. He will ride the prestige if showing off the kindness of the husband in front of his friends later.

"Ah, it's just humanity ma'am," the woman said.

"Oh yeah. I also want to transfer Naima from this school. Because my residence is too far away," he continued telling..

The teachers smiled slightly blandly. All are educators, certainly very able to judge what someone like. So much was the reluctance of Sofia to say what she had just said.

"Well, unfortunately. Ananda Naima can't move ma'am" the principal said.

"How can you!?" sofia asked annoyed and confused as one.

"Because Naima is one of the brightest students and has earned a scholarship. It would be a pity if Naima was transferred," replied the principal.

Retno Damaryanti S Psi., twenty-eight years. The woman was a psychologist who devoted herself as a teacher and now serves as the headmaster of the state school where Naima studied. The woman can judge if there is bad intentions on one of her students.

"That's good for the lady. If Naima goes to school here. Madam no longer need to go out of money," he continued to influence.

Sonya thought a little. The woman nodded in order to justify the words of the headmaster.

"Alright, it can be arranged," Sonya said and then had a brilliant idea.

Naima had attended school before. The little girl was relieved. At least he does not need to adjust to the environment that will definitely suppress it later.

After school, the girl cleaned up. As much as possible, he helps with the kitchen. Either it's peeling onions or washing vegetables.

"Son, no need. You see us, yes" said one of the maids.

"Let him work!" ketus Anna suddenly came into the kitchen.

"Nothing is free here!" he continued and glanced at Naima.

"If my mother's father hadn't died being killed by her Madam's husband I'd still be happy now!' sahut Naima was so loud.

Naima is a smart kid. His father and mother taught him not to be afraid of anyone as long as it was true.

"Halah .. the same father your mother who carelessly use the road! Just someone!" sulle Anna sneered.

"We stopped at the red light Madam!" shouting Naima.

"We had to stop because the lights were red!" then she continued, her tears came down.

"But your drunk husband!" press it.

"Bumped us because of a hallucination hole in the middle of the road!"

"If we don't get in the way .. your dead husband should have been hit by a truck!"

Anna was silent, she had never lost a debate with anyone. But now a girl is so young, but has her own strength.

"Anna!" call the Great in a furious tone.

Anna was surprised not to play. The woman was very afraid to see her in-laws. He came out of the kitchen with his legs shaking slightly.

"Here you!"

Agung dragged his daughter-in-law roughly. Anna was lined up and grimaced as her in-laws threw her body away.

"I've told you many times Anna!"

The great face until it blushed restraining emotions. The man stared at the look of his daughter-in-law. Almost his entire body was covered in expensive jewelry. From necklaces, wristband earrings, rings to even anklets.

"Once again you bother Naima .. I don't hesitate to get you out of my house!" threaten the man.

Anna looked down, she was certainly afraid of the threat of her in-laws. Great will always keep all his talk.

Agung snorted annoyed. The man left Anna. The great came to Naima in the kitchen.

"Where is he?" the question is so arrogant.

"Who's Master?" ask one of the stupid maids.

Agung clucked in annoyance. Maid was scared. One of the maids replied that Naima was in the back garden.

"Ma ... Pa. .. hiks!"

Grand clenched his hands tightly. If only money had no power. Of course his son was in the iron bars for a long time.

"Son!" call flat.

There is no lawfulness. Naima remains in her daydream. Agung is a businessman, he is not a person who can be invited to share or can give advice let alone motivation.

He is a good businessman. All projects can be obtained easily because of their lobbying skills.

In front of Naima. A little girl, who had just been forcibly snatched away her happiness. Great as a fool.

"Your mother's father still can't return Naima," he said flatly.

"That's fate," he continued.

"Must be Mr. Pratma who was hit by that truck! I'd like to see how you say to yourself Sir!' sahut Naima is very piercing.

"But if you don't go, then it won't happen!" the Great Southerner does not want to lose.

"If your son is not drunk ...."

"Enough Naima!"

"Enough Mr. Lakso!" naima Sentak.

'I was eight years old. I'll make sure to collect the evidence and make you pay for all this!" press Naima so bravely.

The little girl got down from the garden chair and went to her room. Great is glued in place. The man forgot something about Naima.

"Damn it!" upset ass.

The phone rings. The man took it out of his pocket and stuck it in his ear.

"Hello!"

"........!"

"What.are you sure?" tanyakanya.

"......!"

"Alright .. take care of everything! Tell me if we're his legal guardians!" he continued to give orders.

The phone call stopped. The man pulled next to the corner of his lips. Great had just obtained such a huge treasure.

"If you were just a normal kid ...."

Grandi did not continue his words. The man stepped into his room.

"Madamie!" call him to the woman who has been with him for twenty-seven years.

"Yes" answered Sonya.

Sonya Andara, fifty-one years. The woman is still maintaining the beauty of her body and also the beauty of her face. Sonya was wearing black lingerie that was so seductive.

"How, have you transferred Naima to the school of our three grandchildren?" tanyakanya.

Sonya walked over to her husband. Then slowly he opened the tie and buttons of the Great shirt one by one.

"Oh" answered the woman.

Sonya's flickering hand touched the chest of the husband's field. The woman understood very well how the man before her would instantly burn his desire if touched his chest.

"Sonya," Great blocked his wife's hand.

Sonya approached and started making out. He is old, but when it comes to bed. Sonya will fulfill it so that the husband does not run into the arms of other women.

While in the workspace PT Lakso Group. Pratma, in the middle of kissing with her secretary.

"Master!" whinek the spoiled secretary.

"Oh baby .. You'll get whatever you want to serve me!" rayu Pratma then squeezed the mound of the woman who is now wriggling under her support.

Seriate.

Ah ... Who the hell is Naima?

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