
Raya Kalendina was currently enjoying the softness of the chair. There is a sense of pride when you can enjoy the air-conditioned room. Even though the one who has a job is his son. He will also enjoy the results. Because at this time Rangga will definitely not split the money for Laras anymore.
"Raya, can we meet?" a message landed on the flat screen.
Smiling reading the message. Guess what the owner of the message wants to talk about their child.
"Can, sis. Where's?" the answer.
"On the great cafe only. Can you?"
"Can, brother." replied Raya quickly.
Raya prepares to meet the candidate of his besi. Several times he noticed her appearance, so as not to disappoint his meeting friends.
Unconsciously the pair of eyes looked at the woman while shaking their heads.
"Where are you going?" asked Rangga who had appeared in his room.
"Where are you from, Ga! where has it been waiting for you here. You're a big face."
"I fell asleep in the car, ma." said Rangga while laying down his body in his chair.
"Wash your face, gih. Time to the office I really like. If you're tired you can rest in your special room."
"where are you going?"
"Mom made an appointment with mama's friend. Mama was going to ask you to take you to a subscription boutique to find clothes. But you're old, so let mama be with mama's friends who go there."
"Mama's clothes aren't a lot of good ones. Don't be wasteful, ma. Remember this is not our company. It's papa Donal and Oma Gladys. We are just hitchhiking, still lucky they still want to accept us. After me and Oma."
Raya paused for a moment, the 58-year-old woman's body turned towards her only child.
"Don't talk about it, Ga. Before you entered their family, their mother had already been received by them. Mama wants to shop or not use company money but personal money. If there is money in your account, of course, from your husband. Not from you, Rangga.
One thing you should know! You should be grateful at the great office love by Donald. Not all stepchildren can get a position like you, ga. So mama asked you not to be pretentious about their family."
"Ma, Rangga just want to advise not to be wasteful. My mom is no longer active in the modeling world. She was also never again involved in monitoring new talent. From there mom should think about how to earn income. Remember, ma. Right now we're upstairs tomorrow we don't know what's going on." Rangga shook his head as Raya left his room.
For a moment Rangga stopped his steps when the vibration of his clothing in his pocket.
"Yes, Mr. Ipung."
"Sorry, Mr. Rangga. We went to the bank to check the savings of Bu Laras. From the bank statement, Bu Laras account has been deactivated by your family."
"Whataaa!"
"Who deactivated my wife's account!"
"They just said your family. The staff who took care of it at that time is no longer working. It's been a long time since I deactivated Bu Laras' account."
"Find that guy!" yell Rangga.
"Good, sir. I'll pry about that guy." Ipung hangs up.
Rangga kicked down the table after hearing the info from Ipung. He did not expect his family to interfere with his household affairs.
So how much did they do to Laras.
Why are they so evil?
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Cafe Great became the place where Resi was appointed to meet with Raya.
The woman chose to sit near the entrance of the cafe. Sometimes he looked at the clock on his wrist. One of the waiters approached him.
"What do you want to order?" tanya waiters petite.
The woman looked back as if she knew the waiters.
"You're Puspita, aren't you? sarinah's son." Guess it.
The waiters instantly frowned. Then bow for a long time.
Where does this mother know my name and mother.
Jeez, if she knows my mom, then she knows she's a maid too.
"No, Ma. You wrong people. My name is Alicia, Mom." looks good.
"Maria Puspita Alicianti! your mother is sick. I asked you to come to my house. You've been leaving home and your grandmother for months." Call Resi.
"I told you my name is Alicia, not what you said. I'm sorry my mother died so long ago, I don't have a poor grandmother." Waiters was leaving Resi alone at the cafe table.
"Astaghfiullah!" Resi massaged his chest looking at the attitude of the son of his maid.
Some time he caught the arrival of the super fashionable Kingdom. The figure of a woman who is as beautiful as herself, only their age is two years apart. They shake hands and turn cheeks. Both of them chose to sit and enjoy the view of the highway.
Raya swung her hand, but was held back by Resi.
"I ordered it."
"Oh-" both are engrossed in the chatter around everyday problems.
"So, sister Resi, what's taking me to meet?" tanya Raya's.
"I want to talk about Rangga and Mila."
Raya smiled. He had already guessed the direction of the conversation of his fellow High School alumni. While waiting for what was discussed by Resi, Raya also showed off a new ring that her husband bought. Resi only listened to the story from Raya. Their conversation comes to a halt as waiters deliver their orders.
"I'm straight to the main topic, Raya."
Rishi breathed for a moment. Then he sipped warm jasmine tea.
"What does Missy want to talk about?" tanya Raya's.
"You're sure that Rangga wants to be with Mila. Look yes, Raya, I know at this time you want the best companion for Rangga. But one you must remember, Rangga status is not yet a widower. I don't want my son on the stamp of the destroyer of people's households, so I ask Rangga to finish his household affairs first."
"Sister."
"Your kingdom has not forgotten how my life journey with Mila used to be. Expelled in-law because I gave birth to a daughter. You don't forget how they married Mila's father to another woman when she was still my husband."
"Don't compare! you guys are different. I admit I used to sympathize with you the same way you do. But the one I drew from the story of brother, do not be soft as a woman.
Brother look at me, after being treated unfairly by his Oma Rangga, now my life is happy. Don't make the past the regulator of other people's lives."
"Whatever you think, Ray. But don't expect to be able to marry Rangga to Mila before her status is clear."