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"Sister-in-law should not meet the man too often, it is the same as breaking the speech given bang Pedro." Dzacky took an apple and bit it in front of Ayara.

The sharp gaze was about Ayara from the men who were there, it was true that since Leo was there. They often meet and chat together, even sometimes just because something trivial makes them meet in a very long time.

"No need to respond too much if he comes again, it's not nice if someone else sees him." Liam commented because it turned out to be bad for Ayara.

"No, bang Liam has also opened his voice. People rarely comment." Dzacky really doesn't like the guy who approaches Ayara, no matter what the reason.

For Ayara, all the words spoken to her were true and she could not prevent them from advising her. Because that's the form of attention from them all to him.

Pedro coldly approached Ayara, not wanting to make a sound to give her understanding. He rubbed his hand on Ayara's head and slightly ruffled her hair. After that he ran away to calm his head that had almost exploded, how not to explode. If Cakra's question should be quenched at the request of their elder, Damendra.

And one of the things he regretted the most, because he had to keep the feelings and also the physical of Ayara from various things. I don't know why he became so fond of the woman, not because he liked her as a woman but the affection as a sister is too big.

To Eliot, he was just following what was going on. He will only act if the situation needs him, but not to force himself.

"Non Ayara, there's a great lord and mistress coming." Fia immediately told them everything about the arrival.

"Yes Fi, thank you." Said Ayara who immediately walked to welcome the arrival of the two.

From a distance the car entered the yard, then stopped right in front of them. Yuri first got out of the car and approached Ayara, hugging her releasing the kangen. Following Damendra and it turns out that there is a Leha monk there, Ayara is so happy to see people from childhood together.

Finished by taking off each other's kangen, they go inside and enjoy time together.

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"How did you get it?" The voice of a man who was talking to Eliza through a cell phone.

"Can you be patient a little bit, it's not as easy as turning the palm over to get him to hand over his signature." Eliza snorted irritatedly at the pressure the man was constantly exerting.

The conversation just stopped, without any explanation. Actually Eliza was so fed up with the man, but she could not escape from him. Because the man had saved from the cruel world, which almost made his life drift in vain and also despicable.

"If it wasn't you who saved my life, I wouldn't be like this." Eliza murmured with such great annoyance.

Satisfied with the holiday he planned, even without the presence of Cakra there. At least he could enjoy everything, the luxury he had dreamed of all this time.

And today, he is preparing to return to the country of the beloved. Of course using Cakra's personal facilities, to where he arrived and was greeted by a man who loved him.

"Darling! Kangen." That spoiled voice echoed.

"Yes baby, I miss it too. Very upset, how was the holiday?" While walking into the car, Cakra inquires about Eliza's vacation.

"Not good, you anyway. Next time, I don't want to be like this." Putting on a sullen face, making Cakra become anxious.

The burly hand pulled the tip of Eliza's nose, not too strong. Just indicating if he was very anxious with Eliza, they also headed for a luxury apartment that Cakra had prepared before. Because, if he takes Eliza in the main mansion or his mansion. It was the same as beating the drums of contention with everyone, especially Yuri snag mommy.

Upon arrival there, Eliza was amazed at the luxury of the place. Even so easily, Cakra made Eliza the name of the owner of the apartment.

"Thank you dear." So glad Eliza will be, then one by one the plan will be implemented.

Slowly using a premeditated strategy, Eliza Sangay is sure that this time she will succeed. Take advantage of the love of the man he once loved, over time. That taste turns into g**la of the world's treasures.