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After taking a few desserts for the pregnant woman, Dylan turned around about to return to his place. But Dylan's steps came to a halt when he saw a man he knew so well.

It was impossible for Dylan to forget the figure of the man who publicly expressed his feelings to his wife at that time. And there was no way that Dylan could forget where Achifa dumped the man for thirty million

“What more does he want!” Furious Dylan. He certainly knew that the family of the ex-wife would definitely come as they were business relations, but Dylan did not expect the spoiled one to come.

Seen there Akifa did not warmly welcome his ex

“Akifa? It is true that you are Akifa. How did you get in here?” asked Angga, Akifa's ex-boyfriend with a surprised look

“Hmm why am I here?” Staring flat at Angga

Looks Angga is not happy with his ex's flat gaze. The ex he hated but missed on the other side. His gaze went down towards Akifa's stomach

“You... Pregnant??” His face was shocked to see Akifa's stomach protruding

Akifa snorted “What if I'm pregnant? It's none of your business!” Subject to

Angga fell silent, the next second he smiled mockingly “Don't tell me that now you're a mistress of a rich old man. Hahahaha it is indeed suitable for you matre!”

Akifa throbbed annoyed, then he looked at his ex with a flat and lazy gaze “Indeed what if I become a mistress of a rich man? Huh huh? Trouble for you? But we have nothing to do with it! My life is my life! Basic son mami!” it's so bad that Akifa grabbed the fucking ex's hair!

Angga growling pissed “Huh! And now you're pregnant with that old man's child? Oh yes, pardon! Pregnant bastard son ajah proud!”

Get angry! Akifa Angry. Then he stood up and was about to splash the juice on his fucking ex

Byurr..

Akifa's hand came to a halt, he was startled when Ilmy suddenly came forward and poured juice on Angga's head. With an annoyed face, Ilmy spoke up “Hei! How dare you insult my sister and my niece-to-be!” Belt-racked

Not only Ilmy, even until Delon was forward clutching tightly the lapel of Angga suit “Don't insult my sister and nephew!” He said in a cold tone. Delon does not like to interfere in the affairs of others, but different if the one being bullied is his family. He will certainly intervene directly

Angga has not been able to digest everything that has happened. Suddenly from behind there was something pulling and dragging him out of the hotel ballroom quickly.

Akifa gasped when she saw her husband pull Angga out of the hotel with a reddened face, his jaw tightening!

“Mas..” Lirih Akifa is after her husband

Ilmy chases Akifa and Dylan, while Delon sits back down to avoid attracting any guests. They don't want to mess up Ilya's wedding

Arriving outside..

Bruukkkc...

Dylan loudly threw the Angga to the ground. Lamtas he hit the face of Angga, more precisely the mouth that courageously insulted his wife and also his prospective children. Unmitigated, Dylan beat up Angga until the man collapsed after tired of asking for forgiveness and groaning in pain

Akifa was struck by her, she had only seen her husband's side like this for the first time. It looked very different from what he had seen.

Slowly, Akifa approached her husband. Then he held Dylan's arm in doubt “Mas.” Wiry

Dylan flinched, he turned to look at his wife. Then quickly Dylan hugged Akifa tightly, clutching her tightly. He was afraid that the insults thrown by Angga hurt the feelings of his wife.

“You all right, baby?” Decompose a hug while Cupping his wife's face, researching every detail of her face.

Akifa shook his head slowly “I'm well-adjusted. How about myself? Is there any wound? Why you should use violence anyway!”

“Lady.”.

“Ar? Take it easy, this is not a problem.”

Marcell came running. Marcell did have time to see the dispute earlier, therefore he immediately ran after his employer.

“Dia.” Marcell glanced at Angga who had fainted. Two guards had come from earlier but did not dare to break up.

“Please take care of that jerk guy!” Just say his name is Dylan

Marcell nodded obediently “Send to me young master.”

“Thank you, then we go in first.” After seeing Marcell and Ilmy nod, Dylan slowly led the wife back into the hotel ballroom, where the party was taking place.

And there was Marcell, Ilmy and the two guards and Angga who were still on the floor.

“You didn't go back inside, miss?”

Ilmy smile showing teeth “I will help here.” The answer, although half is only mode but the other half is true, he wants to help.

“No need, I can handle it myself.”

“No, I'll help.” Ilmy's stubbornness comes out

“No, I can.”

“I'm helping! Point!” Ilmy's firmness made Marcell let out a long sigh. The 32-year-old man will not be able to deny the wishes of his employer.

“Alright, it's up to you.” Marcell's reply managed to make a wide smile rise from Ilmy's lips

On the other hand, inside the hotel ballroom. Sungkeman show is over. Now the two brides have sat on the stage receiving greetings from the guests present.

Ilyas' father who had seen there was a dispute approaching Delon.

“Not a big deal, dad don't need to intervene. We can finish it by ourselves.” He did not want his father's mind to be divided in two at this happy event

“Alright, I believe in you guys.” He stood up and looked for his wife. After finding the wife, Ilyas' father quickly approached his wife

Before long a plontos-headed middle-aged man came to approach Delon doubtfully

“Good day, Mr. Delon,”

Delon glanced at a glance then stood up “Happy afternoon Mr. Rangga.” Reply Delon then back to sit, he stood just to keep the courtesy to the older “Please sit.”

Rangga also sat “Congratulations on your youngest sister's wedding. Moreover, the one who married her was the young master of the Warrent family.”

“Ya,” Short reply Delon

“It.. sir, my son. I mean, Angga my son. Does he have a problem with the second young master?” Ask doubtfully. Rangga had seen his only son being dragged forcibly by the young master of the two Sam families

Delon smirked thinly, very thin even Rangga in front of him could not see the grin “Not only to Dylan, but your son of a bitch is already looking for trouble with Sam's extended family!”

Rangga looks shocked “Mr.. but what has my son done?”

“Heh! You can ask her yourself at the hospital.” He had already guessed how the final result of Angga

Delon's words again made Rangga shocked. The infirmary? That means, his favorite son is hurt?

“Master, what do you mean?”

“Find out yourself.” Reply Delon casually “There's no business ‘ right? So, can you get out of my sight? I'm distracted seeing your face.” The words and insults given by Delon made Rangga's face reddened with shame and also annoyed

“Master.._” Rangga's words came to a halt as Delon raised one hand to stop his words

“Please go Mr. Rangga, I am still merciful letting your company and family after your son insulted the daughter-in-law and first granddaughter of the Sam family!” Giving a sharp look

Again, Rangga was shocked to hear it. Insulting the first son-in-law and grandchild? Suddenly his head was dizzy seven circumference. Who would so boldly insult Sam's family? Especially at Sam's family event itself! Really looking to die!

Rangga again wanted to say something, but he immediately resigned. He didn't know what else to say, it all seemed that his son was wrong here.

Shortly after Rangga's departure, Dylan and Akifa returned. The two men sat in their seats

“You all right, Akifa?” For the first time, Delon spoke at length to Akifa to make the pregnant woman fixated for a moment

“Eh!. i. yes bang, I'm fine kok.” The answer is a little awkward.

“How about that man?”

“Oh.. has been taken to hospital. Maybe.” Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, no matter what would happen to Angga

“Oh yeah, baby. Next time, I'll see you like that. Jump jam only, or need a direct slap.” Smells his wife's mane

Dylan's words almost made Akifa choke on her own spit, while Delon only shook her head but quietly supported her.

“Aissshh I am again pregnant big loh, mas. Later his son became a street thug because of his mama hamik hit people carelessly how,?”

“Not just anyone dear, just a genitals villain!”

“Issh can't do that ah. I have to stay sleyy let baby grandpa also later sleyy.” Slitting stomach avenged small kick

“Nah.. dedek baby also agree,” Pointing his stomach “Iya ‘kan dear, mom should keep sleyy right.”

Dylan put his hand on his wife's stomach, and sure enough a small kick he could feel made her smile expand

“Oh.. so mama should be so meek well.” The papa candidate cheeked his wife

“Ishh mas, should be kissed baby grandpa.”

“Loh did wrongly kiss her mom too?”

”As far as you go, I'm lazy to debate. Where is my Dessert?”

Dylan patted the eel, he forgot the dessert that he had already picked up where “Hehe sorry darling, I forgot to put where.”

“Mas.”

And Delon just so good-looking a mosquito watching the two couples who always have strange bin magic behavior.

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