Young Master's Bed Girl
Ruckus

Khayra and her two parents arrived at Dominic's house aka the father of Fabian, they came there to protest Fabian's actions were considered arbitrary against Khayra.

Their sudden arrival, made Dominic and Cornelia feel surprised. No one would have thought if the besan had arrived in Jakarta today.

"Mrs Linda? Mr Broto? When did you get to Indonesia??" cornelia said with a shocked face.

"We just arrived yesterday, and it's our second day here" Linda replied.

"Oh so, what is the reason until you have to fly to Indonesia suddenly like this? Or was it planned?" ask Cornelia.

"No ma'am, you have not planned to return to Indonesia today. However, the news of the rift in our daughter's household, forced us to come here to make sure that the news was not true. But, in fact, we were late because Khayra was already divorced from Fabian" explained Linda.

"Yes ma'am, for that we come here at this time. We want to demand an explanation from Linda and Dominic's family about Fabian's treatment of your daughter, obviously we don't accept this divorce!" timpal Broto's.

"Calm down, sir, Mom! We can talk about this carefully, no need to use emotions!" cornelia.

"How are we not emotional, ma'am? Our only child, another woman must be hurt because your son cheated! Instead of apologizing, the impious Fabian divorced Khayra so cruelly!" furious Broto.

"Take care of your mouth, Broto! Don't make me angry because you insulted my son!" Dominic spoke up and immediately got carried away with emotion.

"Mas, relax!" cornelia tried to calm her husband.

"Listen, Mr. Broto, Miss Linda! Fabian is not completely wrong, he is cheating and we know it is wrong. But, he couldn't have been if Khayra had served him!" dominic Jakak.

"What do you mean sir?" ask Broto in wonder.

"Ask your own daughter! Has she served Fabian as a good wife or not?" replied Dominic.

Broto stared silently at his daughter, making Khayra tremble and lower her face.

"That's not true, is it Khayra? You've done all your work right, haven't you?" broto asked the princess.

"Eee a-me..."

Khayra's nervousness makes Broto and Linda feel anxious, they are worried that what Dominic says about Khayra is true and if it is so then surely they will not be able to sue Dominic's family.

"See Broto sir? Your daughter can't answer, she means admitting that she couldn't be a good wife to our son Fabian!" dominic.

"But sir, this is not how to solve the problem! After all, cheating was not justified and we as parents did not accept Khayra being treated that way by Fabian!" sentak Broto's.

"What do you want? Take us to court? Hey sir, as long as you know, yesterday at the judge's green table alone supported Fabian and proved they can finally get a divorce!" dominic.

"We don't accept anything we'll do to avenge Fabian's actions on Khayra!" broto's threat.

"Yes, we're sorry to have betrothed our daughter to a man like Fabian!" suhut Linda's.

"We're obviously more sorry for just accepting this match, knowing it hurt Fabian, then we wouldn't have forced him to marry your daughter!" reply Dominic.

The hot atmosphere inside made Mahen feel worried, he was afraid that there would be a huge commotion between the two conglomerates.

"Duh bad! Did I report to the young master?" mummified Mahen.

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On the other hand, Fabian and Misha were talking on the sofa of the man's workroom while enjoying the drinks that had been prepared.

Somehow Misha suddenly remembered the figure of Khayra who is now officially divorced from Fabian.

However, Khayra also has the right to know about their marriage. That was what made Misha ask Fabian.

"Oh yes sir, has Ms Khayra been told about our marriage?" misha asked suddenly which made Fabian choke while drinking and spilled about his shirt.

"Thuk!!" Misha panicked to see him, she got up close to Fabian to help him.

"Oh sir, my goodness, slow down!" Misha.

"It's a gap, I'm fine! I was just surprised to hear your question, besides you are just weird!" said Fabian while rubbing the former drink on his lips.

"I'm sorry sir! I just feel that Ms. Khayra should be told, she was once your wife, sir" Misha said.

"I understand, but I don't want any riots at our wedding. If I tell him, he will make a mess because he does not like us deketan," said Fabian.

"Don't accuse me, sir! Not necessarily Bu Khayra will do that," said Misha.

"It's up to you, but if Bu Khayra is angry because he wasn't invited, don't mistake me! I have commemorated you for inviting Bu Khayra, ", Misha said, turning her face away.

"Huft, yes, I will invite him and tell him directly" Fabian relented.

"That's it, sir!" misha smiled.

Fabian poked Misha's cheek and kissed her, as Misha harrumphed the kiss on her cheek.

"From today on, don't call me master again!" Fabian.

"Huh? I keep calling you what dong? That om?" ask Misha.

"Not that, when I was young this was called om?!" fabian protests.

"Haha, yes continue what dong sir?? Why can't I call you master try? It wasn't that time that you asked me to call you sir?" misha asked in astonishment.

"That used to be baby, before I realized I love you. Now do we want to get married, when you still call me master anyway? What do people say try?" obviously Fabian.

"So?" Misha still doesn't understand.

"You call me, huh? If you can add the love behind him, so this is 'mas Fabian dear'." replied Fabian.

"What's? I don't want to ah, you'll even kege'eran again if called that!" reject Misha.

"Hahaha, why the hell, baby? We want to officially be husband and wife, you should call me that!" said Fabian chuckling.

"Yes, but..."

"Nothing but, if you don't obey tonight you won't let me sleep!" cut Fabian.

"That's a hell of a serem!" misha Cibir.

"That's why you're following me, don't argue!" reproof Fabian.

"Yes, it's up to you!" misha.

"Yaudah, now try to call me mas!" pinta Fabian's.

"Ma..."

"Misha!" jolt Fabian.

"Yes what's Fabian's darling?!" misha said in a soft tone, her smooth voice felt very beautiful in the ears of the man.

"Well, I can faint when I hear the same sound look at your expression!" Fabian.

"Hehe, mister baper huh?" misha Goda.

"You think?" reply Fabian.

Fabian further narrowed the distance between them, it was predictable if the man wanted to ask for his ration back at this time.

"I love you Misha!" sensual whispers.

Just now Fabian was about to devour Misha's lips, but suddenly his phone rang foiling everything.

"Aaarrgghh is a nuisance!" furious Fabian.

"Please sir, let's see who's calling first!" misha.

Fabian checked his phone.

"Mahen, what else does he want? I would have fired him as my assistant, why would he try to call me?!" Fabian.

"Have been picked up, sir!" misha.

"No, I want to eat you first!" said Fabian who immediately threw away his phone and scooped Misha's lips.

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