The Conqueror of Love the Heir
Like Seeing a Ghost

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There have not been ten minutes Gala reported on the tasks that Mahen gave her, but their conversation stopped with a notification coming to Mahen's phone that broke the concentration of the two.

Not willing to waste too long, Mahen immediately reached into the pocket of the pants he was wearing, picked up the advanced phone inside and opened the touch screen with his handsome face.

The view is focused on the green application there is a white circle. He got a mysterious chat. Without the sender's name and number it appears foreign in his brain and sense of sight.

Degg Degg Degg

"Why is my heart pounding like this?" mummified Mahen.

Both of Mahen's eyes widened. "Suck!" pekikcu spontaneous.

Gala shifted her focus immediately looking towards her Boss, who was tearing up after opening the message in her phone.

"Sh it! The insolent! Want to mess with me apparently," Mahen grabbed the jacket that was attached to the back of his chair, then immediately he put it back on.

"We're going, now!" baritone Mahen's voice orders Gala to follow him.

Without rejection, Gala nodded quickly to answer the orders of her Boss, who had already stepped away from her study.

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The streets of the city are not so crowded, but why the trip to the Giska hideout feels so long, felt by Mahen. Although Gala has driven Mahen's luxury car with above average speed.

The journey takes almost forty minutes. Eventually Gala slowed the speed of the roofed vehicle and stopped in front of an iron fence that stood firmly around the luxury building in front of it.

"Hurry up and open the turnstile" Gala choked from behind the wheel, opening only a small window of her car.

Mr. Parmin ran hastily, out of the security post.

"Ready, Boss," he said quickly, then opened the iron gate.

"Mrs Giska, is it home?" tanya Gala flat.

"A-There's a boss," replied Mr. Parmin nervously.

Without asking again, Gala immediately reappeared the car she was driving.

The luxury car was not parked perfectly, but Mahen had opened the car door, was about to get down impatiently again.

Arrive at the main door of the house, without knocking. He immediately barged in

Mahen's shout had no answer at all. Gala started to worry about the state of her Boss. An increasingly inflamed facial expression, holding back his emotions that were about to explode.

Mahen was already impatient to have to wait for someone to answer from within. He also directly broke through the old brown door made of expensive wood.

Suddenly Helena the manager of Giska appears from inside her room.

"Mr Mahen?" he said astonished, seeing the figure of Mahendra Wijaya husband of Giska his superior. Now standing right in front of him with a sharp drawn gaze.

"Why look at me, like seeing a ghost?" cynical Mahen. "Shocked? Or are you hiding something from me?" guess Mahen made Helena's face pale.

A sharp look focused on Helena. "Where's Giska?" peekik Mahen, who made the disco goosebumps a Helena, who looks very haughty cover the whereabouts of Giska.

Mahen's breath made Helena more keker made and her movements are still monitored neatly by Mahen. Helena was starting to look agitated.

While in a room the cheating couple is matching love.

"Aakkhh, stop Pram! Stopit! I don't want that! Aakkh..," his lips said no, but his body could not resist the wild cradle of Pram. Who continue to explore the neck of his ladder.

Braggs

Someone without commanding cue, opened the door of the tightly closed room.

Mahen kicked the door of the room was full of annoyance, to the surprise of the people inside.

It's like an adult movie playing. The live bed scene was directly plastered in Mahen's eyes. A very embarrassing event and heat the heart of Mahen.

Wretched?

Nah!

The feeling of vomiting. That's what Mahen feels, right now. The spectacle that damaged both of his neutrals, completely enraged him.

The look of Pram who did not accept Mahen's behavior. Between ridiculing and ridiculous.

"But you have no brain! Open the room the person has to knock on the door, first! Romantic ambience troublemaker! Ck, ck, ck," Pram smiled cynically.

Mahen turned his face away, he felt disgusted by the woman before him. None other than Giska, who is still his rightful wife.

"Wear clothes, Giska! Women have no self-respect!" peekik Mahen was full of emotions.

Giska who wrapped her body in the blanket, immediately put on her clothes.

Bugg..

Mahen moved quickly towards Pram and presented him with a raw bogem, right in the jaw firmly of the mistress Giska.

"Let'soo!" shout Giska. "Stop, Mahen!" Giska tried to break up the feud between two men who were struggling.

"Basin gan!" Mahen strangled Pram's neck, making the man in his power a little trouble breathing.

"Let go, Mahen! You're gonna kill him!" yelled Giska while holding onto Mahen's sturdy legan.

The man whom Giska called his name, tilted his smile. Then giggling amusedly resisted the emotions that were already at the end of patience.

The handsome man stared intently at the woman who had sobbed in defense of his opponent. "Do you love him? Tell me, Giska!" mahen's tightly clenched hand had already floated into the air and would be landed right on Pram's face.

"I'm sorry, Mahen. Please let her go!" only that word came out of Giska's lips.

Bugg..

Mahen landed his umpteenth bogem on Pram's face. Until his body collided with the coldness of the floor.

"Quite Mahen!" yelled loudly Giska, as Mahen was about to land his feet into Pram's chest.

"You don't go crazy, Mahen," hardened Giska tried to prevent Mahen from hitting Pram's body.

"Oh, it turns out that you love this gutsless man!" mahen said with his rude laughter.

"Haha.. Your heartache, Giska prefers me!" ejek Pram's.

Mahen smiled faintly. "Hurt heart?" jiih Mahen spat, sneered. "It will never hurt my heart, just because of a Giska! Me, the losers have married a loser like Giska! But, baby I'm not stupid and caught up in his deceit!" mahen.

"If you don't love Giska, why don't you just divorce her!" said Pram, who got a sharp look at Giska.

"Shut your mouth, Pram!" giska.

"Mahen, I'm sorry," Giska tried to seduce Mahen by continuing on Mahen's arm.

"She's pregnant with my son, right now," suddenly Pram puts out the ultimate word to have Giska completely.

Prok.. Prok.. Prok..

Mahen clapped his hand, giving an applouse, to his surprise.

"Mahen, don't trust him!" peekot Giska's.

Mahen turned his head towards Giska, but he quickly turned his face away.

Disgusts!

"I divorced you, today, Giska!" mahen said loudly and surely.

The gaze of the eye that makes the circle of clear water freefall from the corner of Giska's eye. However, to Mahen there was not the slightest bit of hesitation in it. That day he actually looked at the three Giska Hutomo.

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