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Entrapment

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The intercom sounded. "Arga! just take care of your work, don't mind that brat, just let him suffer." Shouted the master from there.

It clearly sounded like the man was very upset.

"Hahaha, I'm going first Arga." Pamit Deena chuckles.

"Where are you going neng?" Ask the taxi driver, when Deena has sat herself on the passenger bench.

"Citra Garden residence pak block D." Answer Deena kindly.

During the trip home, Deena was silent about whether her revenge plan would continue, or she let it go.

From the beginning, the plan has missed little by little, in fact, married to Hanska is not included in the list, but look now. A few hours ago, she became a wife.

Hfftts.

The girl exhaled a rough breath.

His feet stepped into the house after Deena paid the taxi fare.

"Miss geuis?" Sapa mang Dadang with his trademark accent, when he saw Deena passing through the garden.

"Healthy mang? Mbok where?" Deena asked kindly, approaching the gardener at her house, bi Marni's husband.

Only the two of them consider Deena human. The rest should not be asked.

"Alhamdulillah healthy neng, mbok is in the dalem." Answer mang Dadang.

"Jaudah deh, Dee went into the dalem ya mang." Pamit Deena is polite, the girl already considers bi Marni and husband like her parents, they are very good.

"Mmd! How are you?" Deena asked cheerfully as she walked in through the back door.

Seemed Bi Marni rubbed the chest a sign of surprise.

"Whose chocolate is." Bi Marni said happily.

Looks like Deena's a whiny.

Bi Marni chuckled while shaking her head.

Thank goodness my aunt is doing well.

The mind in the heart.

"The bell called you home?" Aunty asked with a slightly anxious look on her face. Deena nodded.

Because all corners of the Bakara house also know, for a while Deena is at home, she is always the object of anger.

Before she died, Thalia had mandated bi Marni and mang Dadang her husband, so they look after Deena like her own daughter.

Of course they accepted happily, after all, the two men had not been gifted with a child.

"Dee's back in the room, mbok." Said the girl stepping foot into her room.

Errata, to the room of his parents more appropriate, because the grandmother and her minions are not at home, his inner.

All right, Deena went in to take back the ownership of her mother's island.

The first biggest reason was to pack up the valuables from Thalia and take the letter, that was all.

At this time he managed to sneak into Bakara's room.

One by one in the drawers in this room, ranging from the nightstand drawer, to the safe in the closet.

"Ckk. use the password again." His grunts found the safe locked.

Think something. His little brain was trying to remember an important date combination that could potentially be the password to his father's safe.

Deena tried the birth date digits Bakara, Ratih, Laras, the date of the wedding, even the date of Bakara's second marriage.

Nil.

His brows furrowed, He tried his luck by entering the Fourth of August.

ting!

His eyes are perfectly round. Her own birth date. Thought asking.

The safe door opened, there were files and maps piled up, the view fell on the blue map, Deena took it.

A satisfied smile came out while reading the outline of the letter.

Without wanting to linger, Deena quickly cleared up the mess He had done.

"This mama is so full, son, has a life nine times si*lan's son, can he escape from thugs mama's man." There was a clear sound of annoyance from the outside of Ratih's voice.

"Calm ma, there's still a chance, just look at the malem." Baras said.

"Almost my mom forgot the original goal."

Deghs.

His heart raced, either because of hearing the fact that Ratih was the mastermind of his kidnapping, or because he was still in their room.

Chequek.

"Hah.make it upset anyway, take a shower first just let it fresh." Said Ratih monologue after putting his groceries on the dresser.

Deena gulped her hard-earned saliva. Currently he is hiding on the balcony of the room, only making the guardrail as a foothold.

Print.

Deena threw her body on the bed after locking the door.

"Aish is almost at the mercy of witch." He stared at the ceiling of the room.

Deena straightened up again, pulling the mini suitcase under the bed.

Not much time, he put his valuables and Thalia, not to forget also the file he had taken into the suitcase.

Now the goal is to go to the back house, where mbok and mang Dadang live, after ensuring it is safe, Deena walks.

Tok to tok.

The brown door opens, featuring Bi Marni complete with her negligee.

"Miss.."

"Mhd.. Deena's asking for help, right?" Deena whispered.

"Look in first neng." Deena followed.

"Dee tipped for a moment yes mbok, don't know anyone, dalemnya belong to mama." Deena asked for understanding.

Bi Marni nodded enthusiastically.

"Thank you mbok."

"Secure neng."

This time, Deena returned to Bakara's house not for the sake of the father, boro-boro he would willingly, forced even ogah deh.

Her thought.

Time also changed night.

Tok to tok.

"Miss."

"Lake in." Tell Deena while polishing the thin makeup on her face.

I saw a maid carrying a paper bag into the room.

"Young mistress said, you should wear it at dinner tonight." Said the Maid.

Deena's eyebrows frowned, before the question popped out of her lips. The maid came out.

Deena clucking.

His hand opened the brown paper bag on the table. Yesterday they intended to trap him with a mourning set.

This time it looks fine. But even so, Deena was indifferent and walked towards the closet, picking up her favorite navy dress.

"Dear baby.here to come down here." Said Ratih looks like a mother who loves her child very much.

All faces turned towards Deena.

The first expression Deena gave was a faint look of disdain, and it could only be read by Ratih and Laras who were currently showing their fake smiles.

Deena felt in her heart.Where is the bathroom? I'm nauseous.

"Here come baby, why stand there." Said Ratih who, without sin, pulled Deena's hand and dragged her towards the dining table.

He is currently sitting in a chair.

His eyes looked around.

The power of this dinner will not run smoothly.

Inner Deena circus.

"Well, the one waiting has come." Bakara pointed to Deena.

"This is your oldest child?" Silya asked looking pleased.

Seen the man next to the woman who Deena did not know who it was, was clapping his hands like a child.

The man's clothes looked like a paud child, with toys on his side, Deena admitted that his face was handsome, but judging by his nature, the man seemed to have abnormalities.

"Huh yeah jeng." Answer Ratih enthusiastically.

"Please enjoy the dish." Bakara. Then they talked while eating the dishes.

"Son, introduce him to Mr. Yoko, next to his aunt Silya and his only son Dion." Obviously, the father introduced. Not understanding what the benefits of Bakara introducing them, Deena did not mind.

However, he politely stood up and introduced himself.

"Hello om, auntie, meet me Deena Prameswari, a student at the University of Space." Her speech.

"Hahah is very polite, very compatible with Dion." Yoko, who Deena believes to be the head of the family, said.

His eyebrows cringed in wonder.

"Pa.. What is this?" Deena asked for an answer.

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