
Moments earlier, a woman the age of Ratih who was none other than her mother Michelia was expelled from a private dining room at the restaurant because she could not afford the socialite's arisan in fantastic quantities, he said, the boast this time is no longer able to fool the elites who had been in a circle with him. An unprofitable circle of waste.
His father Michelia no longer wanted to smear his hands in dirty ways to meet the demands of his son and wife. He now just wants to work his best, live his life, devote himself to the country as it should, hoping that he and his family can introspire to improve themselves from the mistakes that have been left too long to drag on.
The change in life view of Michelia's father was still not able to resuscitate the wife who was still hanging out with the money-spinning people, even though her husband had warned many times loudly would not be willing to meet the wishes of his wife beyond his ability.
“This is all because you're a snot girl!” his wrath was full of emotion with clenched hands.
“If you hadn't blocked my son's path, Chelia wouldn't have ended up in prison and I wouldn't have had to live as hard as I do now. All because of the damn child, the position of the co-heirs of the family Aryasatya should belong to my daughter!” he said slowly but full of anger accompanied by gnashing of teeth until jumbled.
Satanic emotions increasingly dominate him, plus someone he considers bringing misfortune to his glamorous life is now close to his reach. His life is now suffering actually due to his own actions, justify all means in an effort to meet his extraordinary extravagant lifestyle. However, it is unfortunate, when nature rebukes him to realize he is even busy looking for scapegoats instead of introspection.
His mother Michelia grew darker in eyes, her net glistening sharply with vengeance filled with wrathful anger lust, her gaze fixed on the door of the room where Dara was. “My son suffered in prison, while you lived a good and happy life. I'm not willing, I won't let your happiness last long snot girl!”
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“How's the dish? hopefully according to your taste.” The hero greeted me kindly.
“We like it very much Kak, it tastes very good,” said Anggi with a mouth full of chewing food so that the sound that came out sounded funny.
“Thank God. But, where is Dara? wasn't she with you?” ask the hero to them.
“After going to the toilet, Kak,” said Freya who then glanced at her watch and ended with round eyes. "Jeez, this has been almost thirty minutes, so fascinated by various kinds of dessert I forgot that Dara still has not returned.” Freya patted her own eel using her palm.
“Kusul,” says Anggi. He put down the spoonful of pudding he was holding, got up from his seat about to go out of the room.
“Let me catch up with Dara, you are a party guest, so please enjoy the show. Mari.” The hero withdrew politely, immediately turned around and rushed towards the toilet.