President Bucin
Deena Abraham Lincoln's

Yuwuu continued, hopefully ga puyeng yee bundd, agaan and sistahh I love the same story, some parts before this tell the past of his parents Deena.

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"Really Deena's my daughter Thata?" Ask Abraham the zeal for the umpteenth time.

After a heated argument for nearly three hours, Thalia finally forgives their past and makes up with Abraham.

"Hayeh, my puyeng das you ask is mulu." Thalia paused as she folded her hands and threw her gaze out the window of the man's private jet.

Abraham, even though he was middle-aged, but his face was not asked.

"Don't blame me baby, it's your fault that you chose to tie me to my bed and leave me." His kill.

The man chuckles at the two dimples, things he has never felt since losing his girl, Thata.

"If so, it should be the name of our daughter Deena Abraham Lincoln. Not Deena Prameswari Bakara." Abraham revises his daughter's name.

"Why Prameswari?" Ask Thalia. Because, the name Prameswari is a proposal from Bakara.

"Cooler Abraham, like me." Answer the man proudly.

Thalia sneered and pouted. "Ceritain dong, you promised me I'd clear everything." Asked the woman facing seriously towards the man who was now coolly stroking and peeling his hands.

Abraham turned to embrace Thalia and landed the woman's head on her shoulder.

"Our daughter is married to a businessman." Answer the man while glaring.

"I'm very grateful, ah no, I owe it to her husband, Hanska Regantara. If that man hadn't investigated Deena's background, I probably wouldn't have found you." Clearly paused again.

"The definition of the world is narrow." Thalia Mumbled.

Abraham nodded. "Well, that's it."

Thalia remained faithful to Abraham's explanation.

The woman looked up. "Is her husband handsome? mapan? and love him Axcel?" Tanya Thalia.

Abraham swed the naughty nose Thalia. "for sure, for you better handsome me, he's a man who is financially established and most importantly not just love, but bucin." Abraham chuckles when he remembers when Arga came in and tells him Deena is in trouble.

You can see the excessive anxiety and willing to leave his business for the sake of the wife, even though Abraham knows, Hanska is a quiet man, no matter what the situation.

"Well good! I can't wait to see them." Pekik Thalia pleased.

"Thata, I got information from Hanska, The man said, our son is planning to return your fine to the Bakara family. Explain to me, what is your past, who are you with and who is Bakara?" Abraham asked seriously, focusing his body on Thalia.

"Totally.."

And the story goes, from the moment she left Abraham, and then met Bakara, until Thalia and Bakara got married, after which Thalia became pregnant and gave birth to Deena.

At the age of five, Bakara learned that the child was not his. Thalia had long been convinced that Deena was the son of the man who forced her to marry him, Abraham.

She had only one relationship with the man, Abraham. This also makes Bakara cheating with Ratih, but even so, Bakara remained silent and did not reveal if Deena was not his son.

Until Deena was seven years old, Bakara brought a woman and a little girl to meet her. Train name.

From that moment on, Thalia's life began to unsettle, terror came to disturb her life and her little daughter, Bakara became colder and rougher, even once Deena was the target of Ratih's crimes.

Yes, Thalia knew that everything in nature was the work of Ratih. Until the moment Thalia pleaded for Rifah's help, the tragedy happened.

"Hikkss, se.semenjak that time, I lost my memory, only the incident before I escaped from the house left." Thalia ended her story.

Abraham stroked his back gently to calm Thalia down so that she would not cry again.

"Find out the details of Bakara Santoyo's information." Tell Abraham when the man across there raises his call.

Thalia. "Why?" Ask the woman.

"I will make those who hurt my wife and children suffer." Answer the man with a smirk smile.

"Where's mama?" Hanska asked with one hand hugging Deena's possessive waist.

Currently, both are in one of Papa Regan's malls.

"Mama's a little late, how about we go around jerking off." Deena replied.

Hanska smiles smirk. "Okay, we're going to that boutique." She dragged Deena to Victoria's boutique.

"Eh.. Hansa!" The screech immediately shook strongly.

"Hurry up, get me some lingerie that fits her size." Hanska's word after they arrived at the boutique and were greeted by two SPGs.

"Good sir." Answer them.

Without Deena knowing, her husband smiled amusedly at the red face like a boiled crab.

"Udah ah let's go back, ntar mama nungguin loh." Refer Deena, let her shop in a place like this.

*Hanska base shyly*.

Hanska shakes. "No baby, papa's already holding mama." Answer the man.

Deena's shoulder went down, limp in hearing it.

"This sir, we adjust the size of the mistress." Answer karyawati.

Hanska took the navy, black and red lingerie from the woman's hand.

"Let's try, it's suitable for pregnant women." Hanska added the red hue on Deena's cheek, instead of being happy, she was embarrassed.

"Huhuh.? ga ah." Ogah-ogahan.

For what reason Deena was told to try the situation, where else in public again.

Hanska sometimes likes to bummer if he's not jaim.

"Why? ah, you must be embarrassed." He rubbed his chin, as if Hanska was underestimating Deena, but the man was only teasing his wife.

Deena immediately snatched the three silk lingerie with a thin string on the knee, from Hanska's hand.

"Hey, try it!" Her lips walked while stomping their feet towards the room fittings.

"Hahaha, even crabs lose their red." Ledek Hanska laughed at Deena who was embarrassed.

The women around him can only move in their own hearts and baper.

"Open the door, baby, I'll help you." Hanska knocked on the door containing his wife.

"Ga wants! later mode!" Shouted Deena from within, rejecting her husband outright.

"Hey, it's not you who always teases me and asks for le.." Hanska's speech was cut off with a snapshot of Deena.

"Silence huh?! you're a pervert!" Shouted Deena annoyed.

Instead of being angry in the words, Hanska was even more tickled and constantly teased his little wife.

As if not caring about the already papery, the women who crave the figure of Hanska just silently watched the sophistication of the two.

"Dear baby, you're gonna need me." He knocked again and more at the door.

"No!" The reply.

"Yeah..! what the fuck is you Hans!" Shouted Deena as the changing door was forcefully broken from outside.

"Shhtt, don't be so strong, baby, they'll hear your sweet talk." Tempting her husband kissed Deena's lips.

"Basar Hanska's a pervert!!" Deena shouted in annoyance.

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