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Brakkk's.

Unhappy buzz from Silya's side was heard.

Ratih glared at Laras, how could his son's response be so rash. Her thought.

While from Yoko's side, Silya looked at him with a cynical sign of dislike, as well as Yoko who looked offended by Laras' words.

"Cowok handicapped?!" Annoyed Silya his son in despicable, his face bent unhappy.

A mocking smile appeared on Yoko's face, the husband.

"Heh, how dare you insult my son, this is how you educate Bakara!" Yoko asked which sounded like a statement.

"A humiliation! come on baby let's go!" Silya snapped, holding her husband's arm and gently pulling Dion's hand.

Get ready to step foot.

Bakara gulped his saliva rough, ready to throw a slap into the cheek of Laras, if you forget that they currently have guests.

"I'm sorry sir, please help me, not our daughter's intention." Persuading Bakara closer towards Yoko, his gaze turned towards Laras so that his stupid child was quick to apologize.

However, the base of the barrel alone is insensitive. He cursed Deena inwardly, blaming Deena's folly of refusing to marry the disabled man, to the point that she had to marry Dion.

"Already! this matchmaking is off, I don't want to be embarrassed like this." Yoko snapped her legs while holding Silya back. Followed by Dion.

"Mr. madam." Bakara's great-granddaughter when she saw Yoko and her family were gone behind the door. Followed by Deena behind him to take guests away, however, adab ushering guests as a good attitude.

"Pardon my sister's words madam, she still needs to learn a lot of attitude to others." Deena said without saying stale.

Yoko and Silya undo the intention to get into the car. The two of them turned their heads together, while Dion had already entered first.

As usual, chattering cheerfully.

The girl smiled kindly. "Hopefully your trip is a pleasure." Deena again.

Raut is not happy Silya, replaced with a friendly smile. Yoko sees his wife happy to smile at Deena.

"Both the child, but his behavior is much different." Sewot the middle-aged woman in Deena's presence, her innuendo leads to Laras.

Still smiling, Deena lowered her head looking at Dion.

"Hi Dio, Sunday Deena stopped by the house can you? want to invite them to play with you too." Tanya Deena was happy, making Dion excited to be invited to play.

Dion nodded happily. "Can! can't you Ma?" The man looked at Silya.

Of course the mother nodded happily. "Sure, our doors are wide open for you." Answer the old woman.

"That's what mom says, promise me?" Dion stuck his little finger out at Deena.

Deena smiled kindly as she linked their pinky fingers.

"Promise." Answer the girl.

Deena straightened back up her body, looking at the two middle-aged who still looked ageless with a smile.

"It's late, we're back, son Deena." Pamit Silya is friendly.

"Heart on the road." Said the girl and the car left.

Plakk.

The sound of slaps sounded.

"Papa..why did you slap me?!" Tanya Deena was not happy for me to enter the house, she was greeted with a slap on the cheek.

The corner of his lips seemed to be spitting out fresh blood, his ears buzzing for a moment.

The man grabbed Deena's rough hair, dragging the girl to follow in his footsteps while rampaging.

"Whosoever told you to refuse this marriage, feel it." Laras' voice sneered while holding his cheek that looked red as well, Deena made sure it was the result of her father's palm.

"Sick pa.. Why is papa punishing me? what makes them angry is Laras." Bela Deena tried to give up her father's jubilee.

"If it wasn't for you rejecting this match, how could Laras have so impulsively refused." Alibi Ratih defended his son.

"But, shhh.sick pa sick!" Rengek Deena forces Bakara to remove his hair, but nil.

Deena muttered, walking staggering following her father's drag.

"Shut up! you don't know it's lucky! it's still good that I raised you all this time! not thank you, it makes me ashamed!" Bentak Bakara's.

"Sir forgive miss this time sir, I beg you." Mirna came to rest in front of Bakara, making his master stop his steps.

"Mr.." Tegur Deena shook her head weakly, coding for the maid not to interfere.

"Bad! who are you to dare to block my path!!" Shouted Bakara wrathfully, still grabbing Deena, his leg kicked the maid to fall down.

Braakk.

"Sir..!" Spontan mang Dadang shouted to his wife who was currently sitting limp.

Mirna's head clashed with the end of the glass table, blood flowing swiftly.

"Papa..!" Deena could not bear to see the mbok that had been considered by her mother was still trying to stop Bakara's cruelty, even though her clothes were wet with blood.

"Shut up! you must be punished!" Shouted Bakara again continued his steps dragging Deena.

"Let go pa. please Deena." The ringing and persuasion continued to be heard from the girl.

His eyes widened as his father's steps, leading them towards the basement.

"Pa.papa selin Deena pa.. Deena beg pardon pa, don't gini pa beg pardon Deena." Lirih the girl hoped there was a little pity of her father.

His neck was suffocating, his breathing was suffocating as if oxygen had gone unnoticed to breathe.

Sweat flooded Deena's temple, with the girl's face paling instantly.

Inside car.

"Hahah.. What a boy, what was that? pinkie promise? wahahahah.." Loud thumping sounded from Silya the mama.

Seen Dion folding his hands an annoyance sign.

Yoko looked to the side where her wife was sitting. He chuckles in wonder at the wife's plunge for the child.

"So good you are Dio in bed disabled hmm?" Tanya Yoko raised her eyebrows, with a half-literate expression.

Silya's face turned irritated.

"Well, my mom hated it when the son of a bitch said Dio was handicapped, who did he think he was? it's a pity that Deena won't be in the same match as Dio." Said the woman swaying spoiled in the arms of the husband.

While playing the hair ombrenya, duh exactly like a child who asked to buy a toy.

"Huhah.. upset? hey, whose idea is this who made a matchmaking ad for Dio on social media, posters, magazines to the tv using drama all soin Dio has a mental retardation disease?" Yoko's ejek at length, reminding his wife again when the young mother forgot the idea of joining him.

Yoko pinches his wife's nose.

The two of them sat in the back, while Dion sat in front beside the driver.

"Yes, the child does not want to, the person is also married." Dion answered back, the suit has changed with a white t-shirt.

Only then did his body look burly with a handsome face Russian blaster, who would have thought the macho man hid his face with the nature of a boy.

Both of his parents immediately turned their heads in unison, complete with choking on their own saliva.

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