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

"Well.do you know where you are? That brazen Bakara, how dare he nawarin a married child." Yoko said annoyed.

"Emang was in hiding with Deenena pa, her husband was Hanska." The real Dion replied, still wondering why he didn't know at all.

Both of his parents were shocked. "Hustt.. ngaco you! since when did Hanska have a wife? deket same woman ogah ogahan him."

Nyinyir Silya rolled her eyes in disgust.

"Yes ma, it was right in the back garden, the girl was still pointing the limited ring belonging to the family of Alzavier kok to Dio, I was shocked to see." Obviously Dion paused.

"There's a carving of their names on the inside as well." Add the man.

Silya took off her potent sway on Yoko, shifting her seat closer with Hanska's stool.

"Huh..? Well, this is you don't see wrong, son?" Silya asked again.

Dion nods his head. "100% ma." The answer is serious trust.

Otherside.

"Master, are you sure we don't need to pick up the lady right now?" Arga's question provoked Hanska's attention again.

Hanska turned his head sharply from behind the seat of pride, eyes as sharp as an eagle was staring at Arga who was currently standing facing him with a relaxed look.

Another thing if it was someone else, it was certain their guts would shrink instantly.

"You don't see? I'm busy Arga." Reject Hanska again, the corner of her lips twitching in annoyance.

Wonderful Hanska saw Arga's fuss today.

But even so, Arga did not stop persuading his master, and it has been done since Deena stepped out of the building.

Well. if calculated, ten fingers were still lacking, saw Arga often code Hanska to pick up his master's wife back.

All that Arga did for the welfare of all his master employees. Yes, the reason has repeatedly Hanska almost fired an exemplary employee just because of a small mistake.

It was clearly seen that the master was upset all day, trivial matters could not be tolerated.

For example, just because the typo on the capital lettering alone, the employee was snapped by his spicy lips and fired sadistically, of course Arga did not let it happen.

Arga came again to put a cup of coffee in front of Hanska, making the man switch briefly from the laptop in front of him.

"I hear.. Miss often in the bully runs out with the Bakara family huh sir? duh his pity." True, Arga did not want to lose persuading Hanska.

The man looked upset again. "Hey, how chatty you are today, just like your mother who's shopping in taxes." He replied spicy while linking eyebrows.

Arga did not care that, the usual words stuck in his ears.

"Master knows? the cruelest thing was when the lady was in brackets in a dark room underground, hmm it was the weight of the lady's life, just so concerned, pity yes sir." Arga's stove with an expression that, Hanska himself was also astonished as to when, his right hand was concerned about something like this.

Hanska's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Since when do you care about this?" Ask the guy for intimidation.

How beautiful Arga's innocent face was, looking at Hanska who was already upset half to death.

Printable.

The man snorted angrily putting his coffee cup back on the plate.

Arga smiled faintly.

"I've prepared your car sir." Arga lowered his head to make way for his master.

"Hey Arga, it's you who's forcing me." Elak Hanska stepped foot with a radiance of intimidation. Arga followed behind him.

Even so, in his heart Hanska was tired as well, imagining his little girl if she reached the torment like Arga said earlier.

The vibration on her phone averted Hanska's gaze out the car window.

Listed Granny Young 🖤 is Calling.

"God.." Haven't had time to say hello Hanska, already cut a voice from there.

"Hey naughty grandson! don't think I'm your grandmother, do you?" An irritated sounding yet gentle scream from Silya.

Yes, Silya Wiyoko is Hanska's little grandmother, more precisely the younger sister of Diajeng Sukmawati.

The man nodded. "What's the matter, Grandma?"

"I'm sorry, you got married not to tell me, not to granny and grandpa too huh." Sewot sounds, but Hanska can imagine, his grandmother's face right now must be singing her lips pout.

"It's not that grandma, grandma understands the behavior of mama and papa that absurd, early morning at three o'clock already boyong penghulu just for our wedding doang." Obviously the man let out a breath of air.

There was laughter from the phone call. "Ehemm. huh, this time I'm sorry, anyway there should be a magnificent party of seven days and seven nights on the yacht." Deal his grandmother without wanting in the nego.

Hanska massaged his temple. "He won't be happy grandma." Hanska's Subjection.

At Bakara's.

Dadang had run out of the gate to ask for help from the cruelty of his master, this time it was so cruel Bakara punished Deena, even his wife who helped protect their lady was also affected.

"I don't know myself!"

Cetabs. Cetabs.

"Aaaah. am.pun pa hikss a.ampun." Please Deena blasphemed with as much as she pleased.

"This is the punishment for the dissident!" Bakara said without wanting to hear a painful voice from Deena.

His current condition was already muddled with his hands tied, while his back was depleted in a heartless whip by Bakara.

Laras and Ratih who look satisfied are not playing, this is what they are looking forward to.

"Mampu tuh son know the taste." Brisks Ratih in his son's ears.

The reply barrel chuckled slowly. "Yes ma, willing to be slapped a little papa to see this child in torment until mampus."

Cetabs.

This time it was the turn of the whipped mbok, Deena could not help but cry.

"Let's D..Deena aja pa, ja.jangan mbok." The girl's words shifted to fortify bi Marni's body. Although not shaking, the maid seemed to tremble with blood flowing and a body that looks lash wounds.

Bi Marni looked at Deena with pity, she had resignedly given her age is not young anymore, even though death at least still holds the mandate of the master.

And the young lady? still very young, but the burden was already beyond the old man, my eyes staring at Deena's shady eyes.

"Non bi.ar mbok who replace.kan yes, ka.khen mbok ga, non ja..don't go home, ting.galin aja this house.." Deena shook her head softly hearing Marni's weak speech.

His eyes closed feeling his skin feels nano-nano, between spicy, sore, numbness almost numb, and hot.

Cetabs.

"Hans? your wife is almost a matchmaking grandmother with you, if Deena is honest she is married, behh. has already gas grandma already." Silya recalled the reason for calling the granddaughter of her brother, ignoring Hanska's repulsion.

Yoko shook her head in a chuckle at how enthusiastic the wife was.

Hanska's eyebrows are linked. "Originally you know Hans, we were just from the Bakara house talking in about matchmaking, because their company almost went out of business, really fitting a marriage license for om Dio appeared son." Clearly Silya, Dion was upset again at how joined the mother was to promote her own child.

Hanska tightened his jaw, as soon as his gaze unsheathed for who.

"Hanska who attracted investors from their company nek. My wife was in early college, and they weren't her family anyway." The man replied, Silya reflexively nodded in light of her grandson's actions.

No one can doubt Hanska's decision, if he says yes, then yes, if not.

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