Sevi Is Mine (Hate But Love)

Sevi Is Mine (Hate But Love)
Arsen's home?


" Yes two, but more to my brother Son." The corner of the Son's lips is slightly pulled up. Heard the words of his brother's friend.


" Ganjen! so cheap chicks are great." Intan mentoyor Dila's head as usual.


" Let's! people are just the same brother son."


" Yeey Aunt Devi also has a rich daughter-in-law you gini." Intan pointed at Dila's face.


" As long as the Son is happy and comfortable! Aunty would have appreciated it, but for now the focus is on learning first." If Devi does not mediate between her two best friends, she is sure that even the morning debate between the two girls will not end.


" Thank you Auntie, Auntie is my dream camer." Dila.


" Crazy." Call Mira. " Here bring it, you promised not to disturb your son."


" Ihhh who's bothering you son, the guy I'm just talking doank."


" Lo, rich in steel." Intan Sahut.


Aksel and his two sons could not say a word hearing the three girls debate.


For a moment the room was quiet because Devi brought ice cream for their snack before Dila Kembali's voice disturbed the calm of those few minutes.


" What college boy's brother?" Tanya Dila, Mira and Intan rolled her eyeballs, they started to get caught off guard with Dila.


" Management." Answer the Son.


" Why not take a teacher?" Dila asked again, making Intan and Mira link their eyebrows together. While the Son did not answer the question of his brother's friend. Not because he did not want to answer the question but he was confused about what to answer.


" Sister Son." Call Dila.


" Why."


" Why didn't you answer my question."


" That's because brother Son of Males is the same rich girl wanjen Lo." Intan Sahut.


" Say you're shirked by me! I mean, I do not do it."


" I'm shirked at Lo!"


" Dong dong do not debate again, the waiter has rested later disturbed to hear your voice." Axle started to open his voice.


" Frightly said Father." Exciting Son." Now Brother Son ask you! if you're a teacher, son is a teacher." The son asked Dila.


" If According to Dila ka Putra is suitable to be a Religious Teacher if not a BK teacher."


" reason?" The son raises one of his eyebrows.


" Yes because every re-religion there must be a prayer practice, who knows from there brother can be my priest."


" K teacher continues, let Lo be guided to be Sholeh's wife." Mira Sahut.


" Ko knows Ra."


" Gombalan Lo is not funny too crisp." Said Intan, making Dila's face immediately pout.


" Have not been so beautiful rich that, mending us sleep." Mira pulls Dila's hand." Good night Mom, Dad, my sister's brother."Mira said as she kissed their cheeks in turn.


After the three girls return to Mira's room, Aksel and Devi also enter their room, as well as Nanda and son.


In the morning, just before the birds chirp The family whose wealth will not run out seven derivatives 8 turn 9 this climb is up and do their activities in the morning, and the family will not run out, even Intan and Dila were getting used to their habits.


Usually they jog in a residential complex but not for today because the weather outside is drizzling hit the heart ee wrong drizzle. " A son can finally be my priest." Said Dila starting the debate in the morning.


" Dila's still early in the morning don't make it up yet." Mira.


" That's different, dear Dila." Intan Seru.


" Had Tan no need to be in ladenin, mending we are ready to be ready to go to school." Mira pulls out Intan's hand leaving Dila.


At exactly 6 o'clock they gathered in the dining room for breakfast together. If at his Grandma's house Mira everyone's breakfast while chatting another story if advice at home! no one can make a sound as long as they eat! because of the place to chat in this house, living room, family room and gazebo in the garden behind the pool.


Mira's house if seen from the outside is so simple but once inside the two-story house is not inferior to other luxury mansions.


After breakfast, Mira and her two friends go to school in between her papa Aksel mira because the weather outside does not support them to use the motorbike.


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The ringing of the phone sounded so loud, making Arsen sleep again disturbed. Without looking at the screen of his phone, Arsen can guess who disturbed his sleep.


" Hello Mi." Arsen said with a distinctive sound of waking up.


" Why haven't you come home yet." Ask Meisya. As usual after her argument with her husband ended at the dinner table, Meisya always returned to her room to contact Arsen. " Papi, you, Er are all equally dear to you, What is wrong if you ask for justice for your grandchildren to die first you understand."


" Arsen doesn't like to talk like that, Arsen loves mom."


" Dear go home now."


" Yes Mi, Arsen took a shower first." Arsen ended his mother's phone call without telling her he was in Indonesia.


After saving her phone, Arsen went straight to the bathroom to clean herself up.


In the guest room Yudha came to see Arsen as she promised last night! the plan is today they will go to Mira's school.


" Good morning o'm." Sapa Yudha when passing by Anggara Arsen's papi.


" Good morning Yudha! Tumben today you went to the house? someone can help."


" No, om! yudha's here because of an appointment with Arsen."


" Arsen? Not that Arsen is still in Aussie."


" Arsen was already in Indonesia om, last night Yudha who picked him up at the airport and drove him home! maybe Arsen's still sleeping." Yudha pointed towards the second floor.


" Lack of fear, that boy! going home doesn't tell the parents at all."


" Maybe Arsen wants to surprise Aunt Meisya." said Yudha.


" You're right too! Let's sit down first, ask the same maid to wake Arsen in his room." Yudha agreed to Fencing.


Just as Anggara and Yudha were sitting down, Arsen appeared before them in his casual attire.


" Have it been since?" Ask Arsen.


" Just five minutes." Answer Yudha.


Arsen approached his papa hugging the baby-beaked man." Why don't you tell mami and papi that you're coming home." Anggara asked while patting his son on the back.


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