THE HEIR

THE HEIR
EVENT


Dominic came to propose to Dinar. He brought Lidya and Demian as well as Jac and his daughter and three grandchildren.


"Our arrival here is to propose to Mother Dinar for Daddy Dominic" Demian said as a spokesman.


Lidya looked at her mother's uncle expectantly. Herman screeched at Dominic who was very smart to bring the squad. Especially Aaima who is now in her lap. The man actually died a flea.


"Fucking kid .. rancid boy!" he swore softly with a sharp eye on Dominic.


The man was just relaxed, he knew very well if the adoptive father of his girl berate him. Dominic's blue netra stared softly at Herman's dark bead.


"Yeah!" call Aaima protest because the man did not pat her on the butt, the beautiful baby wanted to sleep.


"Mo popo .. pok-pok!" bossy's door, holding Herman's hand, patted his ass.


The guy's fat not playing. Khasya and Dinar just smiled. But they were waiting for the man's response. Herman looked at the hopeful Dinar to her.


"I just want the best for my daughter. But his whole life was his choice, so it was up to him" the man said at the end with a long sigh.


Dinar smiled beautifully at her foster father. Now Jac asked the girl's willingness.


"How aunt, does aunt agree to accept the proposal of a widower man with two children and a grandson with three .. eh now his grandson with many children!" jest.


Subdued dinar. He neutralized the beating of his heart. It speaks basmalah to strengthen the heart.


"Yes, I am willing," he replied softly.


Lidya and the Princess say hamdalah. Lidya immediately hugged Herman who shed tears.


"Dad ... bibu must be happy with Daddy," said the petite woman.


Herman kissed Lidya and calmed Aaima down because of the man's movements. Now the beautiful baby is in his father's arms. Al and El Bara will be in Herman's arms. The two handsome babies, wetting the old man's cheeks with their saliva. The man chuckled.


Everyone went home and the mansion went back. There was only a Dinar there sitting in front of his foster father. Honestly, if you want to vote, the girl wants Herman to be her real father.


'Son, when you get married, you serve only the husband" the man advised.


Dinar nodded listening. The girl was so lucky to get foster parents like Khasya and Herman.


"Thank you mother, I got such a good and wonderful father" he murmured.


"Dad, didn't you pick up the Goddess? Didn't he enter the semi-finals today?" tanya Khasya forgot her daughter.


The twin brother god has come home from now on. The responsible teenager did not like violent sports, he struggled with his pictures.


"There's a bun guard" replied Herman turning a lazy eye.


"Yes time, the children compete not seen," ujae Khasya.


"Did you forget, two years ago when you were encouraging me?" asked the man to ask his wife to remember an incident.


His daughter was disqualified for throwing her opponent into a TKO and hospitalized.


Khasya. He remembered that. Her daughter is too excited if Virgou comes. The little girl would win without anyone willing to fight her.


"Can dinar come?"


"Let's go with all!" bring Herman.


"Dimas .. call your brother God!" tell the man.


Dimas went straight up to the second floor, he called his youngest brother. With a lazy face the gods came down.


"Why your face?" ask Herman riled.


"No father," answered the God normalizing his expression.


"If you don't want yes already ... there .. I want to invite all later to eat out of his problems," said Herman calmly.


"Follow dad .. come along!" The god hugged his father.


"Finished to pick up the Goddess, we pick up Mas Sat and Mba Arimbi yes!" dimas.


In the gym hall. Dewi had just won the match at a crushing value. The little girl made it to the final without a meaningful fight.


"Referee, we are asking for consideration for Nak Athena Dewi Triatmodjo disqualified!" pinta the opponent coach.


"Loh, why. From the time Nak Athena played well, even a lot of good points were obtained due to her crushing and directed punch, no offense at all!" sahut referee.


Coach silent. Indeed, the power of the Goddess, known as Athena, did not commit violations. The man looked at the little girl who was now given direction by the coach. There is still one friend Dewi competing in silat art.


"The little girl was much bigger than all her friends" the man murmured.


Indeed the Goddess was already thirteen years old, the little girl began to show her body shape, from her chest, hips and buttocks. Her face is cute and pretty typical of puberty teenagers.


The pair of eyes stared at the body of the Goddess as if it wanted to devour her.


"Sir!" call one of the training kids.


"Eh .. yes!" the man wiped the lips that almost salivated him.


The goddess was happy to see her family coming. He asked his coach for permission to go home.


"of course. Don't forget tomorrow before the match we gather first in the west hall yes, eight o'clock in the morning!"


"Well Sir!" sahut Dewi then took his bag.


Dimas immediately took the bag his sister had brought. The girl immediately thanked me.


"Athena .. congratulations ... You fight me tomorrow!" shouted one of his opponents.


"Sip, Linia!" sahut Dewi held up his thumb.


"Well, tomorrow the Goddess comes at 07:00 huh, let's practice for a while," the little girl pinta.


Herman nodded, he would ask Azizah to accompany his daughter. Tomorrow's Saturday, Azizah won't mind. A pair of eyes flashed full of plans. He nodded and grinned sadistically.


Darren was happy when his sister said his father-in-law's proposal was accepted by him. The man congratulates Dominic, the marriage will make the family bond stronger. Moreover, the adoptive children of the father who the woman took the wife by her guards.


"Father of good people, so the treasure never runs out," kekeh Darren saw how many weddings will be held in the courtyard of the home.


Night's come. Dahlan who was done with her duties was about to return to the dormitory. He's really exhausted.


The man got out of his car to the nearest minimarket. He was hungry and wanted to buy bread or anything he could eat.


"Everything is thirteen thousand rupiah, sir," said the cashier's guard to steal a glance.


Dahlan is a mature and handsome man. His body is strong even though his hair starts to whiten. He handed over twenty thousand dollars to the cashier. After receiving his change, Dahlan decides to leave.


Somehow the man chose to sit in an empty post, he ate the food he bought there and drank the water he also bought just now. The figure of the hijab girl seemed to run with a crackle bag that she was holding. The girl went straight into the post and hid behind Dahlan's body by bowing her body to the cold floor.


"Mba .. mba .. what's the matter?" tanyanya rouse.


"Mas ... I beg mas .. please," the girl pleaded.


Dahlan eventually becomes ordinary and eats his bread again. Some big men looked looking for the figure they were chasing. The breaths of the three men gasped.


"Damn it, where is he!" talk about one of them.


The girl peeked out from behind Dahlan's body. Three men caught the girl's face.


"That's it!" shout them.


The girl did not think long, she pulled Dahlan's hand and ran away with him.


seriated.


Lah ... just play?


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