
Beautifully taking both, she put the milk on the table. "Will you go in first?" tanya Beautiful's.
"No."
Beautiful opening paper bag contains a knee-length dress in light ash, so beautiful and attractive.
"Will you buy me a shirt? I've got a lot, Pah."
"You're a freak. Buy clothes instead of happy, even mengedumel!"
Beautiful smile and put the paper bag back to put in the closet.
He came back to the father who was standing at the door.
"Yes. Thank you, Pah."
"Tomorrow on wear."
"Yes, Pah."
Mawan grabbed the hand of Beautiful. "The father wants to talk to you alone. Are you sleepy?"
"Yet. Just talk, Pah."
"We're talking in Papah's study, baby. Here afraid Bayu wake up," said Mawan while closing the door to the beautiful room.
She invited Indah into her study, and told her to sit on the sofa. Together with him, Santi and Bayu are asleep.
How did I suddenly feel bad? What will Papah talk about? Hope it's not weird.
Batin Indah as she swallowed the saliva, she held her finger.
Mawan clasped his hands Beautifully so warm. "Beautiful. I want to ask you, but you have to be honest."
Degs....
"Tell me, Pah," said Indah trying to act casually.
"How do you feel about Rio?"
"feelings? What feeling, Pah?" tanya Beautiful looked in wonder.
"Yes sort of,? the feeling of liking."
"Repid ... I never said I love Mas Reymond?! Why did Papah ask like that," his mood turned ugly.
"But baby, you heard it for yourself. Mamah's last request is that you marry Rio."
But I still have Papah's husband. How can I marry someone else, while I am still a husband?
Beautiful Inner.
"But Mamah also advised me to stay happy, right? I'm happy to be with Mas Reymond. Nothing else," a little flipping Sarah's words. But it's true that he ordered that way.
"Reymond won't make you happy Beautiful."
"Rio is the same Pah, he can't guarantee that I'm happy to marry him."
"But Rio is clear! Education, work, he is also a good and obedient child. Rio is his sister Rendi, your half-brother as well. Papah's sure he can replace Rendi's position, baby."
Degs....
Lovely lifting buttocks, feeling lazy when you talk about matchmaking. "I'm going to sleep, Pah. I'm sleepy."
His hand was already holding the doorknob, but it was stopped by Mawan. "From now onwards, you should never get in touch or meet Reymond."
"What do you mean, Papah? Why did Papah rule my life! I don't want to!" exclaim Indah brushed off Mawan's hand. But Mawan hugged his body.
"Dear, believe. What Papah says is only for you, for your happier life. Papah doesn't like Reymond, he's not a good guy for you."
Lovely release hug from Mawan. "But I don't want to marry Rio!" objected Beautiful, her hand was already holding the doorknob and came out slightly slamming the door.
Brakk....
Mawan sat back down and rubbed his eyes, "How can I get Beautiful to marry Rio?"
Suddenly the phone in her drawer pocket rang, Rio who called. Mawan quickly swiped the phone screen up and attached it to the right ear.
***
Meanwhile, in a different place.
Her last meeting with Beautiful, she almost every night could not sleep. Siska was still rolling on the bed. A few days back Beautiful speech kept ringing in her ears.
"Why did you hurt my husband? Who told you to!"
"Stop acting bitch! I'm tired of you!"
"Iya Pah, Siska causes Mas Rendi to disappear. She ... He's the suspect!"
"Repid ... Take Siska to the police station! Imprison him, he's a bad guy!"
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"Abkkhhh ..." Pekik Siska while covering both ears.
He got up and poured water on the glass while downing it.
Afraid? Yes obviously scared! There is fear in Siska. But she was so tangent as well, how did Indah know about her mastermind from the tragedy of Rendi's disappearance? Even he had stabbed and burned Rendi's body, his intention was to make Rendi as ashes.
Sounds sadistic, right? But that's because he wants to remove Rendi's body, just let Rendi disappear like in the swallow of the earth. The important thing was that he had already enjoyed the results, but now he had started to get anxious.
"Lovey jerk! How could he know! Aaakkhhh ..." Siska shouted back while squeezing her head hair.
Finally he decided to contact the person behind him, actually Siska had been calling since yesterday-yesterday. But it just got lifted.
"Hello. Do you have time?" ask Siska.
"Why do you call me again? I have no business with you, bitch!"
"I have business, I have a problem now."
"It's none of my business!" screech someone off that phone.
"But this concerns Rendi."
"Rendi? Didn't you just stab and you turn it to ashes?"
"Yes that, right. But I have a problem."
"What's wrong?"
"expect ... I met him a few days ago. He said that I was the cause of Rendi's disappearance. Why would he know?!"
"Where do I know stupid! Wasn't you the one with her then?! How are you?!"
"I also touched, but he also knew I was told by someone else."
"What do you mean?! You never say your name in front of anyone!" he said out loud.
"But I don't want to go to jail alone. Om Mawan, His Father is beautiful. I'm afraid of him, what if I'm not just in jail? But killed by him? I don't want to die, I want to enjoy my life!"
"Talk a lot to you! Just never say my name. Otherwise, I'll kill you!" screeches threatened.
He hung up the phone call. Siska's body trembled more and more, she was more afraid.
"Why am I being threatened? He's guilty of this too?!" ask Siska to yourself.
"Damn it!" he said while throwing a cell phone towards the wall.
Prags.......
His phone was destroyed, but he was not wrong. Why should an item be a target for one's emotions?
***
Early in the morning, had finished bathing and wearing clothes, more precisely the clothes that his father bought last night. But she hasn't dressed up, just combed her hair and pigtailed a horse. Beautifully turned to Bayu, he was still asleep from his sleep while hugging a bolster pillow.
Beautifully walked out the room and closed the door. His hand while staring at the cellphone screen, yesterday morning he had asked Melly for a fried rice recipe, Indah stepped into the kitchen, the intention of her heart wanted to try to make fried rice.
First he opened the rice cooker on the kitchen shelf table, looks still a lot of rice left over overnight. Ready to be made fried rice Ala Indah, who did not know it would work or not.