The Girl of Debt Redeemer
PGPH 03 | Suddenly a pretend wife

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The golden mansion, is the house that Shaka had long left behind, ever since he got out of prison. Now Shaka is back again after hearing the legacy of his father is being contested by greedy and power-hungry people in the name of family.

It is not about how nominal his legacy is, but Shaka never willing the wealth and legacy that his father had fought for fell into their hands.

"Shaka, you go home son ... "

The first person greeted him when he arrived at the mansion. Renata, Shaka's mother immediately ran from the steps of the mansion and hugged the son as soon as he arrived.

"Mother didn't think you'd come back, son ... " Renata smiled but his tears were so rushing that he was deeply moved and happy simultaneously, finally after so long he could see the son again.

"How are you, huh? where have you been all this time?" Renata increasingly sobbed he cupped the face of the son who had always been his pride.

"Shaka's fine, bun. Mother need not worry."

"How can you not worry, son. You went missing after the day of your freedom, counted seven years mother did not see you son, mother miss you very much my son ... " Renata hugged the son again. Shaka began to reciprocate the warmth and sincerity of the woman who had given birth to him.

"I also miss mommy .. "she said almost inaudibly. Shaka is a man who is difficult to express his heart, that's why people always assume he is a cold and cruel man.

"Finally this minal cream knows where to return to." someone exclaimed from the inside, Shaka's eyes immediately fixed on the origin of the sound.

He stared hard, the man who was walking towards them.

"Shut your mouth Arkan." a twilight-aged woman, Helena's name, was Shaka's grandmother and Arkan, a man four years younger than her was her cousin's sister.

"Don't you miss Oma dear?" Helen smiled, the woman who had seen wrinkles on her face and hair that was whitened but could not cover the remnants of her beauty. Shaka shuddered for a moment to scan the appearance of the grandmother, nothing changed since the grandmother had always appeared elegant and elegant even though she was no longer young.

Shaka immediately approached, hugging the Oma affectionately.

"I'm sorry that oma has to call you back, your father's legacy has to be you guarding Arkan."

"I know Oma."

They whispered between those longing hugs.

"How are you?" ask Helen then after breaking into a hug.

"I'm good Oma." Shaka answered briefly.

"Hahaha very good, you want to go home after hearing the feud over this inheritance. I didn't think you were ambitious either."

Shaka tightened his fist. "I'm not here to fight. But take my rights. I won't let the legacy my father has kept for years fall into the hands of greedy people like you."

Arkan was offended to hear it. "There are so many bacots!"

Shaka was on target and managed to get rid of the hand of Arkan who was about to punch him.

"What do you think, huh? you think I'm afraid of you because you have Uncle Wijaya's backing as your father!" shaka said as if making fun of Arkan increasingly furious, until Oma Helen mediated them.

"That's enough! can't you guys get along?!"

"Huh, getting along with a criminal like her? that would not be possible Oma" Arkan said fearlessly.

Shaka growled in annoyance, his eyes barking sharply with his neck veins plastered clearly.

"Arkan, when can you keep your word."

"Let it be oma." said Shaka. "Since childhood, everyone knew we could never get along."

"Yes we've been inside a long time, talk about this well." concluded Oma Helen.

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As planned from the beginning, the arrival of Shaka has been welcomed by a lawyer father who has long taken care of the rights of inheritance.

In addition, many other family members had gathered, Wijaya with his wife Matilda, Arkan's parents. Shaka remembered that they were the most ambitious to seize his father's legacy.

"So as written in the will, all the wealth of Lord Vishnu prabu Rajendra, to his son Arshaka, if he was married at the age of 25 years, if it does not qualify then the inheritance rights will be transferred to the oldest Mr. Wijaya, the younger brother of Lord Vishnu who meets the 60% requirement for it."

Everyone listened carefully to the statement made by the lawyer.

"Well, how now? can Mr Arshaka meet those requirements?"

Shaka grinned. "My current age is 25 years old and for his requirements I have fulfilled it."

"Huh, where did you get the woman to marry? as for your beloved Olivia, I've already captured and now become my wife."Arkan paused, bluntly saying that to everyone.

Shaka as much as possible, not to be provoked by a clear expression is trying to ignite the fire of his emotions. And it irritates Arkan because Shaka's defenses of anger are difficult for him to penetrate.

"Who is that girl, Ka? oma wants to know."

"Immediately the curiosity of oma will pay off. Here, she's my wife ... "

The attention of everyone present suddenly looked in unison at the door that Shaka pointed at. At that moment a young girl appeared who was none other than Kiran was walking towards them with a flank by Liam who was standing guard behind the girl.

"Shaka .. This girl." Renata gawked at her.

"Why bun? is something wrong?"

"No, she's very pretty." Renata walked towards Kiran.

Kiran smiled nervously. He remembered Shaka's words before they arrived at the mansion.

"Remember I saved you and paid you dearly. In return, you must command me if you don't want your life to suffer more,"

"In front of everyone later, your status changes to that of Arshaka ian Najendra, making them believe that you really are my wife."

"Do you understand!"

Shaka's last words seemed to draw Kiran back to the real world.

"Son .. You hear me?" Renata waved her hand in front of Kiran's face, the girl immediately regained her senses and nodded groggily. From his point of view all eyes were now on him making Kiran even more confused, but when the gaze ended on Shaka, the man stared intently as if commemorating her made Kiran inevitably have to deepen her acting.

"Who's your name, son?" Renata asked once again after not getting a response from the girl.

"N-my name is Kirana Lantern, mistress."

Everyone was stunned to hear his answer.

"Don't call me madam, you are Shaka's wife who is automatically my daughter-in-law, call me mother" said Renata softly understandingly.

"B-mom." Kiran called out slowly.

Renata rubbed his head gently. "I never knew my son was secretly married and had such a beautiful wife. Welcome to Najendra's family, Kirana."

Kiran fell silent, trying to digest all these situations. Then in the end he could only cry inwardly and lament his own fate.