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140. The Arrival of Guests Not Invited

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"What's the bik?" ask Irfan.

"That's sir, sorry to interrupt his break. Outside there are families claiming to be relatives of Madame Fajira. They forced their way in and shouted, thus provoking the attention of the surrounding residents," explained the aunt.

"fajira's relative?" ask Irfan wince.

He saw his wife and son sleeping with each other hugging.

Are they the savage men? looks like I have to finish this all, give them a lesson so as not to hurt my wife again!. Bathin Irfan's.

"let them in, and tell the guards to disperse the crowd. I'll be out in a minute, and make sure there's no one noisy!" irfan said firmly.

"well sir, then excuse me first" Aunt passed from there to inform Irfan's orders to the guards.

After Bibi's departure, Irfan went back into the room and changed his clothes. He looked at Fajira and Fajri softly. They are his precious treasure at this time.

I hope you're not upset by what I'm going to do this time, baby. I know you are a forgiving person, but what they did was very inappropriate! and I will avenge all their deeds!. bathin Irfan kisses his son and wife alternately.

He walked out wearing basic pants and a formal-looking shirt. With a cold face he looked at the four people sitting with a smile in the living room.

"Please sir!" aunty's words surprised everyone.

They stared at Irfan in disbelief, many questions running through the minds of those people, guessing who was in front of them at the moment.

Irfan sat very gallantly and authoritatively, giving off a sinister aura as if he was going to swallow them alive.

"What are you guys seeing my wife for?" asked Irfan horror and managed to make them aware of his daydream with bristling fur.

"what? the wife? Fajira is married ? de-with you?" the woman named Amel.

She was the woman who confronted Fajira when she arrived at the house this morning.

"Slow down your voice, miss! my wife and son are sleeping! I asked if you guys need to come here?" Irfan chilled.

"We-we want to meet with Fajira. hmm. son.." said Mr. Sandi Amel's parents.

"sir! call me sir!" sergeant Irfan.

"mom-can't you also be my daughter-in-law? I am the younger brother of his father Fajira," Sandi said.

"i don't care! This is the third time I have asked! do you need to come here and make a scene in my wife's yard? don't you have brains? come nights when people have rested? curse you!" snapped Irfan puffed.

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"exorcise them! you are useless!" the curse of Irfan was rough and went from there.

The guards immediately expelled Sandi's family and made a scene as they refused to be expelled.

"l-mister, please give us a chance to talk!" shouted Sandi who was trying to escape from the clutches of Irfan's bodyguards.

There was a commotion in the living room and made Fajira wake up. She came out in a nightgown to get pregnant which made her look very sexy and exciting.

"What's up, Mom?" fajira rubbed his eyes.

For a moment his eyes glared at the many people who were gathering. She went straight into the room and used a sweater to cover her upper body, luckily the dress was a little longer.

"fa-fajira. Uncle should talk to you Fajira! please uncle for a moment!" shout Sandi.

"Mass?" Fajira looked at Irfan asking for an answer to what was really going on.

"I've asked 3 times dear, but no one answered, Let's rest again!" Irfan kissed Fajira's forehead and pulled his hand back into the room.

"Let them talk for a while, yes, I also have something to tell them," said Fajira stroked Irfan's firm jaw and kissed the beautiful lips briefly.

"huft.. ya already!" irfan smiled and stole a kiss from Fajira.

"let them in!. Bi please take care of Fajri inside!" irfan's orders.

"well sir!" Say the guards and return to their respective positions, which are standing in the corner of the room and watching the movements of the uninvited guests.

"You sit down!" said Irfan guiding Fajira gently.

"I want to be hugged!" lirih Fajira smiled flirtatiously.

"alright, Princess!" Irfan sat down first and was followed by Fajira who was sitting on the lap of the handsome man.

Sandi's family just stared in surprise at how gentle Irfan was treating Fajira. They hate that woman.

Why did he meet this handsome and rich man? what a good thing is she compared to me, you cheap girl!. Bathin Amel.

"Do you have no manners, dear Lord Sandi?" ask Fajira sarcas.

"You come at night to people's homes and make a scene, don't you see I'm pregnant? my son is also sleeping! we need time to rest!" while Fajira leaned against the chest of Irfan's field.

"You're the polite one to talk to your uncle!" snapped Sandi's wife.

Irfan's eyes glared at the sound of someone yelling at his empress. But when he was about to speak Fajira immediately smothered Irfan's mouth with his hand.

"Don't scream, baby! later my ears hurt, " said Fajira pouting spoiled.

He looked back at the four people in front of him with a stern look. He took out the fangs and horns that he had long kept for them. Because since he was with Irfan, he learned many things, even he could conquer Irfan and make the man not warty.

"You dare yell at me? Don't you know who I am?" ask Fajira ketus.

"Is there any need for Juragan Sandi to come to see me on nights like this?. What time is it?" Fajira circled her gaze looking towards the wall.

"it's 8pm! You're interrupting my sleep!" continued Fajira with still talking ketus.

"Fajira.." call Sandi.

"Call my wife as Madam!" irfan.

Fajira looked back at the handsome man with his lips.

"uh uh? Be-well. Be-begini mistress Fajira. How are you doing?" sata Sandi has stale.

"It seems you're right, baby! They're wasting time!" Fajira moved from there.

"Once the cheap stays cheap!" amel's sarcasm.

Irfan who listened to the scorn coming out of his useless mouth immediately pulled the gun held by the guard and aimed at the shameless woman.

"You're repeating it again!" snapped Irfan.

They all became frightened and shocked by Irfan's actions. While Fajira just shook her head looking at Irfan.

"honey, there's no point in us serving people like them!" Fajira stroked Irfan's chest and took the gun and handed it back to the guard.

"Before I'm really fed up with you guys, say what you want!" fajira said firmly.

"Uncle, in need of your help, currently uncle is being pursued by loan sharks and needs 300 million money, otherwise the uncle's house will be confiscated. You're the only one uncle has right now!" said Sandi lowered her head.

"money? 300 million? Uuh that's a lot!, isn't my father's warehouse and business already you mastered? I think that's enough to cover your debt if the warehouse is operational for a year. Have you sold them too?" Fajira was surprised.

"Your father's warehouse and business have been taken over by Mr. Dirgantara because he has a complete letter on the effort. And before switching hands, uncle had borrowed money to increase business capital to loan sharks as much as 100 million, and now it has swelled. Please help uncle, otherwise your brother Amel will be made wife by him!"

"it's none of my business! Why don't you sell your proud daughter to a pimp? Can you sell virgins at a very expensive price. Even if your daughter is a virgin!" Fajira said with a mocking smile.

There was a feeling of relief enveloping his heart, he had to call Papa tomorrow night and say a thousand thanks for saving his family's relics.

While Amel who was already scared can only silence when the gun is right near his head.

"please help Uncle Fajira!" said Sandi.

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