THE HEIR

THE HEIR
BARS


Maisya holds Dimas on the left side and Affhan on his right side. The girl was never separated from the care of her two brothers as well as the four bodyguards that accompanied them.


"Pack to the mall yuk!" bring him.


"You're doing, you're paying already!" affhan Syndicate.


"Ih .. want to buy what kind of food!" sahut Maisya wants to go for a walk.


"Cambi ... Mom and everyone made us a lot of food. Time not eaten anyway?" dimas warned.


"Yes .. anyways enjoy Mami cuisine anyways from the cuisine outside it," said Affhan.


"You're out!' Maisya Whine.


Affhan actually also really wants to go out and have a little fun with the results of his efforts. However, the upbringing of the parents who asked him to share with all the brothers made him a little hesitant.


The nineteen-year-old wanted to buy things from his hard-earned money.


"Well, let's go to the mall!" said Dimas who apparently wanted to too.


"Young master!' saint's memory of his son.


"Papa if you don't want to, don't come!" ketus Maisya.


"This time it's Pa!" affhan's whinek on four of his bodyguards.


Finally they went to the biggest mall in the city. Because before opening. There are a lot of hawker sellers there.


"Papa there's lemang still in the bamboo!" maisya shouted pointing at one special food.


"Buy Paklek!" pinta Affhan on Dimas.


"Because this food is new at home. There must be many who want to try!" dimas.


"Buy it Paklek!" advice Maisya.


"Ten times!" Maisya and Affhan nodded.


"What did this man eat?" ask Dimas to the seller.


Three young people with handsome and beautiful looks. It certainly is everyone's highlight there. Even the seller was a hassle because there are them.


"Can use rendang or tapai ketan item Mas," replied the mother blushed.


"Well, if rendang maybe we can Uma or umi makein yes. We're eating this tape for sure!" affhan.


"Is this rice in it?" tanya Maisya held the bamboo.


"The demon Mba is beautiful" replied the seller again.


Maisya smilingly praised in such a way. The girl's smile was contagious to everyone.


"Masyaallah .. so beautiful!" yell some people.


The four guards would naturally have to unravel everyone to get close to the three. Finished buying lemang. They're going somewhere else.


"Paklek .. it wants dong!" whinek Maisya at one pancong cake seller.


"A little yes ..fear not to eat. Mubazir!" dimas Anguk.


Maisya bought ten pieces of the cake. After that, they entered the mall. Inside too many. Many buyers and sellers are mixed into one. That made Dimas and Affhan tighten each other's arms.


Rarely going out of the house made them a little afraid of the crowd. There is a lot of fanfare in one of the places because there are massive discounts there.


"Miss ... Mr. .. do you still want to come in?" lukman asked a little worried about his three employers.


"We go ahead yuk!' take Dimas to calm his two nephews.


The three are moving forward. Saint has already contacted some of his colleagues to resolve the situation.


Maisya glanced at one outlet of sandals. The girl was enamored with one of the footwear that she thought was cute.


"Ih ... funny!"


The girl did not feel like taking her hand. Because a lot of people are running. Dimas and Affhan are gone. Lukman immediately looks after Affhan and returns to Dimas.


"Babies?" Dimas looking for Maisya.


They are already in the middle of a mall that many humans. The saint immediately searched for the existence of Maisya.


"We're out sir!' bring Lukman.


Two young men were taken out with three of his bodyguards. While inside Maisya was still cool to buy some cute shoes for all the female rioters who were still walking with her hanker.


"Hi!' a smile full of plans was etched on the lips of a man.


Maisya was confused, he was a little panicked because his two brothers disappeared. The girl started to tear up.


Rarely ever even having contact with many humans makes Maisya a little less socializing.


The girl was getting restless, she was not used to new people.


"Hey .. Don't cry Miss. Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person!" said the man in a soft voice soothing Maisya.


Maisya Black Dougher Young is a mafia boy. Even though my father never taught him. But the blood of the mafia runs through his body. The girl was quick to judge her interlocutor.


"Sorry I don't know you!' ketus.


The girl chose to take her groceries. He strengthened his heart even though his hand was trembling. Saleslady saw it.


"Mba is okay?' tanyanya's worried.


"Mba can be here first let all calm down, or mba want to call the house person?" the bargain is so kind.


Maisya looked at the girl who was the same age as her beautiful and looked so mature. The girl felt calm with the figure of the salesman.


"I'm fine, thank you, ' said Maisya.


The saint continued to jostle with the people looking for the whereabouts of his young lady. One long hand was about to steal the man's wallet.


Crews! There was a cry for mercy. Pickpockets are banned in such a way by the Saint. Some security came to Santo.


"He stole my wallet!" the accusation was direct with the evidence in the man's hands.


"Then come with us to the post office sir we proceed to the police station huh!"


Inevitably Santo told his partner over the incident that befell. Virgou clenched his hands tightly.


"I'm leaving!" I get tired of waiting.


Heedless of Gomesh's chasing cry. The man picked up Saf's motorbike again and drove it straight towards the mall.


Maisya left the shoe store. The girl calmed herself down. He glanced at some pretty clothes. The inherent teaching of parents makes him think of the whole family and ignore its pleasures.


"That's so funny!" his yell..


"Yes Miss is funny .. Can I buy it for you?" haggle that guy.


Maisya smiled cynically at the man who had been following her. A man dressed neatly and neatly. Looks like a big boss because it looks from his makeup.


"I'm sorry .. I was able to buy one hundred of my brothers at once!' sahut Mai haughty.


"Don't be arrogant Miss!'


The man was about to poke Maisya's chin. The girl brushed off the big hand.


"Ih .. if there is a Bu'lek!" his grunts were upset in the heart.


"Don't be fierce Miss ... You will become a spinster!" the man's lead began to act indecently to Mai.


Maisya put all his groceries on the floor. Apparently, the man still wanted to test the girl's patience.


"Follow me Miss. You'll be Iwatered the seed of love!" said the man was vulgar.


Dugm! The man complained. His weapon that twitches because of perverted thoughts is now throbbing due to Maisya's powerful leg kick.


'You .. You're a brash!" the man shouted, not accepting.


One big hand slapped Maisya's cheek. The girl dodged and the hand was only hit by an empty wind.


The man moved back, this time he came forward and pointed his fist at Maisya.


'Kill you!" a scream echoed.


The figure of the big man darted and beat the dapper man in a row.


Virgou hugged his daughter and took the girl away. Gomesh gasps at the fainted and battered man.


"Bab!"


seriated.


Wow ... wow.


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