Retaliation of Mafia Wives
162. Inflated (lb)
The footsteps of Cara who was walking with Siera came to a halt when suddenly two women blocked their path. How to stare at the two women with frowns. While Siera glared at the middle-aged woman he still remembered. "Excuse me, we want to pass by," Cara said politely.
"You're Geo's wife?" Patricia looked at Cara from top to bottom as if she was judging. 'Beautiful to her, ' Patricia continued in her heart.
"Sorry, whose aunt, huh?" ask Cara still in a polite tone. Although Cara clearly captured the haughty tone on Patricia's sentence.
"She's Farel's mother, Ra" whispered Siera.
Cara's eyes patterned, after which the pregnant woman looked at Patricia's face. 'Indeed there is a resemblance to Brother Farel, ' Inner Cara.
"You're both lowly humans, yes. You were so confident of marriage that you even got pregnant like this with my niece. And you, you're so confident approaching my son," Patricia said cynically.
"Oh, so this Aunt is Kak Farel's mother. It's nice to meet Auntie," Cara said politely.
"But I'm not happy to see you." Patricia stared at Cara. While the woman who had been silent next to the middle-aged woman was already laughing.
"It's a pity then," said the relaxed way.
"Huh, I have nothing to do with you. I want to make it clear to the lowly like you, to be aware of the position in this world. You stay away from my son, he'll marry me to an elegant lady. Classes are as good as ours." Patricia grabbed the hand of the woman beside her while smiling cynically.
"I'm Zena, Farel's future wife." The woman beside Patricia voiced so haughty as she looked at Siera's cynical face.
How to laugh out loud hearing Zena's words. "Wife candidate? Are you still sleeping, miss?" tease Cara.
Zena looked at Cara with a sharp look. "What you? Don't mess with you, I don't talk to you" growled Zena.
"Know, you just shut up. No need to interfere," added Patricia.
"Whatchu mean? You're saying I'm wild?" zena's wrath was not accepted.
"Loh, I didn't mention your name. You're the one who feels too much, "reply relaxed.
"You really don't have an adab, obviously because you're only humans of the lower classes. Don't have manners," infuriated Patricia.
"About which one is more uncivilized, me or the one who cuts off another's steps and continues by insulting the status of another?" papar Flat way.
"You …." Siera pushed Zena's body intending to get closer towards Cara.
"You're tired of living? Don't know who he is? Touching him is like ending your life" Siera said.
"You're the same, you don't have manners. I wouldn't if my son married you." Patricia stared intently at Siera and Cara in turn.
"Sorry, Aunt. But, if I may be honest .. even Brother Farel told me to fight if Auntie acted. But I still feel sorry about that. However, not for him ..however I will defend my right. Brother Farel is mine, and I won't let anyone take it" Siera said.
"You …."
Clap …. Zena's hand that was about to greet Siera's smooth cheek came to a halt, as Siera first held the woman's hand. "Shhh, let go." Zena grimaced as she felt pain in her hand.
"Then from that, Miss. Before you act, find out your opponent. This friend of mine is a karate athlete who is currently rising to become his coach. As far as I know, he hasn't been off the field long enough. Maybe, you can be the opening this month." How to smile obliquely looking at the pale face of Zena.
"Let Zena's hand go." Patricia, surprised by Cara's words, approached and tried to let go of Siera's grip on Zena's hand.