13 Days Love Seed In Qatar Stadium

CHAPTER 32: TURNS OUT TO BE SISTERS

Marco tried repeatedly to rebel. However, grandfather's bodyguards were no match for him. He did not understand where Grandpa could know that he was in the State of Qatar. Marcho had arranged an appointment with Anna this morning, and it was all a mess.

"I can walk alone!" Marco broke away from the guards' check, and rushed into the house, past the servants who were cleaning up. Seen in the distance the grandfather was sipping a steaming cup of drink, it must be Chamomile tea.

Leora tried leaning against the sofa, in an open space overlooking the garden. The grandson came and sat down on his shoulder, and grabbed a wooden stick and moved away. "Do you have no family? come-come do not stop by first, and busy with date sellers. Where were you last night, don't tell me you're with him again?"

"If I go home first, then Grandpa won't let me see Anna."

"If you don't want to be with Stefanie, divorce her. Don't keep cheating on her back. You're not afraid of disease?"

Marcho rolled her eyes and chose not to answer. "Mending Grandpa woo papah so that PEARL ISLAND hotel was given to me. Than David who is too busy, or David who is into government. I'm gonna stay here and take care of the hotel."

Leora took a deep breath and the porcelain cup was kicked into the marble table. "Just tell the point that you want to go back with the date seller."

"His name is Anna, not a date seller" Marcho said with great seriousness, though his chest puffed up in shock. "Just calm down now, not Anna anymore. Because I'm going to play around with another Asian girl. Then I know, Grandpa's gonna find the data for me. If you can, tell me, yes, Kek!" Marco chuckles and walks into the house leaving Leora shaken.

"Descending from whom is your rogue nature?" Leora with a raised voice.

"From Grandpa!"

Leora swallows rough salivary. He's not like that, although many women, he's not playing around. His four wives were married in a good way, not by cheating. However, why did his grandson cheat in such an irresponsible manner.

Chamomile tea just spent Leora, David just arrived to make Leora look around. Is he alone? Said would ....

"Lena's in the bathroom." David spoke softly, as if knowing the confusion of grandfather, then his grandfather was bearded.

David tapped the end of the shoe on the floor. Leora subconsciously grabbed the empty cup, then continued to remin4s it. The two men were in awkwardness, and tried to look the other way despite sitting next to each other.

Leora glanced at her grandson who continued to exhale violently and began to shift away from her. Is he still angry?

"Huh, the weather here is very hot," murmured David. His long finger immediately loosened the tie and glanced unintentionally at the empty cup. David immediately pulled the teapot, then poured the brown liquid that was still steaming into the cup, in the grips of grandfather's wrinkled hands. "Are there still frequent headaches, Cake?"

Leora was beating awkwardly, her heart pounding. "Yes, it's still a little dizzy. His name is also an old man. Have you spoken to the media? Looks like it went well."

"Yes, so far it's been good." David glanced at the face of the grandfather who was not fresh, then looked forward again. He was rarely this ugly and returned stuck in silence with each other.

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Marcho was just going up the stairs, when she came across a cute figure. He walked quickly and blocked the path until the unprepared petite, directly smashed into the stocky arm that was stretched out against the wall. "Sweet, did you decide to look for me here? It's amazing until you get past the guards."

Why is he here. What does it mean to come here ? Lena fumbles on the pocket of her right pants, with her heart pounding. There were many servants passing by, but now they were on where. Lena bobbing head. "I'm not following you."

"Not following?" Marcho smiled proudly. Oh, this girl is so romantic that she doesn't want to admit it, but how did she get in here. Marcho raised one eyebrow. "What are you doing at my house for?"

"Ru-mah who? your ka's house?" lena's voice choked. He kept retreating, but his back had hit the other heavy hand.

"Grandfather's house, yes my house."

"Grandfather? Grandpa Leora?"

"Leora Xavero is my grandfather. You're still pretending you don't know. Ah surely you know my family background and are trying to make a fortune with me? Congratulations on your luck! I'm interested in your rapport."

Lena shuddered, not knowing what the man with the hungry gaze meant. "Don't talk shit. This has nothing to do with you. Please keep that hand away, we can talk fine."

"Talk well?" Marcho repeated with great emphasis and a sly smile. "What, talk in private? or int1m. Come, I'll take you to my room." In an instant Marco pulled Lena's hand, but it was slammed by a small, strong hand as well, making Marco turn to face the girl, then release the grip of his burly hand. As Lena was about to run away, Marcho held onto a tiny finger. "You said you spoke well, but you want to run away?"

What an amazing act. Who her? Inner Marcho followed into the passageway, which she believed to be a dead end. He chuckles and benefits her.

"I want to meet Grandpa Leora. Don't follow me." Lena was resolute, but her voice shook with the creepy laughter from Marcho, so she had trouble hiding her fear. The road ahead is dead-end. The tiny hand entered into the pocket of the pants vigilantly, Lena turned to face the man who was smiling ferociously.

"Grandfather Leora?" Marcho nodded slowly. His brain thinks fast. Instantly he shrank and one eyebrow raised questioningly. "Are you disguised to spy on me? Ah, just deserve it! you're pretending to be innocent? but you couldn't stand my charm so you caressed and seduced me in mini clothes that night. You pretended to sleep at the bar?"

I memb3l4inya? Can't be! If so, I will remember. Miniature clothes? What'd he say? Inner Lena with her eyelids trembled and tried to second-guess the face of the man who resembled Aunt Bilqis.

Marcho laughed so hard that she held her stomach, this was funny to her. His grandfather was very smart in choosing spies. So, it's only fitting that grandpa knew where he was and sent this girl on her first night in Qatar. "Oh you came here to report to grandpa? but get me caught, huh?"

"No! Nah! I'm not a spy." Lena with a stuttering voice and shook her head quickly. The man's tall domineering body made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Didn't you? then who are you?" Marco corners Lena into a corner of the room and does not allow the woman to answer. "Rather than being a grandfather spy, it's better to be my lover and in exchange I'll pay you more!" Marcho furiously, this cunning girl still did not want to admit.

Lena pulls the pepper spray because of their reduced distance. "Marcho," called Lena as the man's eyes closed. The man's eyes opened and at the same time he directly sprayed the pepper powder onto the brown netra, which instantly reacted effectively from the way Marcho squealed and rubbed his eyes.

"The hell is this girl! My eyes are burning!" Marco seeped along the marble wall and kept wiping his two watery eyes onto the shirt, but he sneezed instead. His nose was like a skewer because the smell of pepper is very sharp and spicy. "I won't let you go, bad girl!"

Lena did not waste any time and ran through the gap. He also coughs and sneezes because pepper powder comes along with it. Running with all her might and closing her eyes slightly, as her eyes went along with the pain, Lena hit someone at the end of the hallway and the person fell down.

"If you go look around dong!" a clasped female servant, which shocked Lena. Lena will help stand up but David calls her and tells Lena to stand up straight away. Instantly the servant immediately stood with his head bowed while apologizing to Lena.

"Where have you been, honey?" david muttered with an embrace of Lena's waist, after glancing sharply at the servant who was very disrespectful. He doesn't care who's wrong, which he cares about which one's master, which one needs to be disciplined.

"I'm going the wrong way." Lena made a very small voice. He felt very small in this terrible world. "Mas, can we not stay here long?"

"You must be afraid of Grandpa!" David fussing over Lena's nose. The tiny face that was gloomy now looks more relaxed.

As Lena waited in a room surrounded by glass, she glanced inside and in a separate room with a glass bulkhead, looking as Leora was staring at the laptop with two assistants on the right and left. Shortly after, Lena froze when she heard the sound of another door creaking.

Indeed Lena only saw green wine and dates on the table, without turning away. However, Lena was sure she was being stared at sharply by Marcho. The sound of Marcho's shoes was getting closer, which was followed by the sound of someone else's shoes. Without further ado the man in jeans and the white shirt was sitting on the side, Lena turned her head to the left to avoid Marco and looked grandfather was also watching from inside.

"Sorry Mr. Marco, the Great Lord told you to sit on the other sofa." A male servant pointed at the sofa facing off.

"Just sit in a row?" Marco bit his lower lip as he was so irritated and sure enough, grandfather from inside swung his hand to get away from Lena. "Oh!"

"You survived the bad girl" Marco grumbled quietly as he stood up.

David did not come back from the bathroom. Lena had absolutely no idea what was going on in the room that night. So, he did not know what to behave like, other than avoiding Marco's gaze. The sound of cellphone shots repeatedly heard made Lena uncomfortable. Why did the man blatantly photograph her.

"Marcho?" david muttered as Marcho looked at him in surprise and immediately got up to hug him. "When have you been here?"

"Two days."

"There's an entertainment center hotel."

"What?" David glanced at Lena. He was saying it yesterday at the same hotel, but was afraid Lena would hear.

"Lena Honey? Yesterday introduce my brother.

," call David softly.

Did I hear wrong? lena rubbed her ears repeatedly in disbelief. "Sister?"

" 'Lena baby' ?" Marco repeats David's words, as the girl flinches and turns around with round hazel eyes. "You know him, David?" marcho's voice cracked in disbelief and the younger brother smiled with pride.

"Kemari Darling. She's a sister-in-law!" David squealed in excitement. Surely Lena was nervous until her face was deathly pale, but why did her brother also follow her pale. "Marcho, are you surprised to see my future wife? we will get married soon in Bali. Don't you like Bali?"

"Balinese? Be married? Are you kidding David? You're kamanakan Shinta?" Marcho. Oh this woman is truly the best seductress! "You, you! can't marry her!"

"Me and Shinta have already called off the engagement. Eat see the news. Wonder, do you live outside the earth? The feeling you have hp. Your own family problem you don't know."

"This kid!" furious Marcho. He was telling the truth about what this cunning girl looked like.

Lena bobbing head. The sister? Grandpa? If his sister has raped me, I can't marry David!

David squinted confused eyes. His sister must be joking. David was disappointed to joke his brother this time over, he walked up and knocked on the glass door until grandfather nodded and let him speak. He's bending his head. "When can Lena and I get in, Cake?"

Marcho felt like she had to talk to the girl, but how, if all these places had servants.

"Attep, Lena. I'm going in, wait, okay?" David bends and kisses Lena, causing Marcho to blink repeatedly in disbelief. Until David entered Grandpa's private room, Marcho sat opposite Lena and whispered slightly due to the bodyguards in the corner of the room.

"Hey," whispered Marcho after pushing the marble table with her feet to grab the attention of the girl who was looking down. "There's something you need to explain to me, bad girl."

Lena is hot cold, because she apes consecutively. Now the candidate-in-law just scares him. It feels like just to sleep, where the woman is getting more and more pain when peeing. He wanted to see a doctor to find out why.

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When David has to meet a client at his grandfather's place until the afternoon, Marcho offers to drive Lena. Of course he had to clutch at Lena's wrist silently without David and Grandpa knowing when he was talking at the round table.

"Leave David." Marcho bit her lower lip while driving the car. "Do you know what mistakes we made?"

Lena gazed out the window, she was forced to sit in the front due to Leora's grandfather's request. "What do I tell David?"

Marcho gawked because of that listless tone, either it might as well pretend. "Say you're just messing with her. And you can still see me when you need money."

"Why money?" lena's growled while crashing the bag4s in her lap. "Who wants to see you!"

"Asian girls approach European men because they want to live in material luxury. It's common for women to approach me and David. However, if you knew yourself, let alone you sleeping with me, would you also eat my sister? Oh maybe even already, huh? from the way you do it, you are very experienced and have your acting! Why are you quiet?"

"Dog barking caravan passes," said Lena using Indonesian. His lips continued to mutter so irritatedly and wanted to get out of the car immediately.

"What did you say? what does that mean? Don't speak your language, I don't know, bad girl!" Marcho is increasing the speed of the car.

"You've bullied me and fucked me! how can I make you up if I'm crazy?" Lena shouted in Indonesian and immediately the car pulled over and braked suddenly.

"okay." Marcho breathed out a long breath many times and began to speak very calmly. "Sweet mrs, please yes. Speaking a language I know."

"You fucked me! why are you accusing me of teasing you?"

"Wait, don't you remember?Holy hooch! seriously?" Marcho hit the steering wheel of the car and the woman shook her head desperately and the netra hazel did not shine.

"That's first for me," Lena softly looked forward. "You took it!"

Marcho was still hard to accept, but why did that sentence hypnotize her. Until the woman keeps her pelvis. "Why? what are you acting like again?" Marcho repeatedly asked, but the girl only moaned.

"You're serious? I don't even know if you're serious or lying!" Marcho's running the car. "I'll take you to the hospital. If there's anything with you, my sister will definitely be hostile towards me.

"Don't" Lena said. "I'm afraid David's following us and he's gonna ask you all sorts of questions."

"Sweet, do you want to die and make me a suspect because they think I made you mat1? This time I won't listen to you. Remember I have a boyfriend here, don't let my reputation be ugly because of you," grumbled Marcho and immediately followed up tense because of Lena's moaning.

Once at the hospital, Marcho immediately follows the doctor and she tells her sister Lena to the doctor. He is not the cause of Lena, or afraid that the girl might bring disease for him.

"People?" Marcho's nose continued to twitch as she waited for the medicine to be processed. Thank goodness it was just a lack of drinking. Marcho told David, nothing, he memorized the habits of his sister.

Once in the car, mineral water in a small bottle is mixed with antibiotic powder and shaken Marcho, then opened the cover. "Quick drinking, gih."

Lena glanced in horror and took the bottle carefully without forming a long fingers. He's bubbling. He deserves so much pain when he pees. Indeed, because at the stadium was busy, he often forgot to drink and resist urination several times. However, he did not know the effect was this bad.

"Let's remember, drink enough. Do I need to bring you a lot of drinks?" Marcho kept asking this that, but she was pinched. Geez, it's hurt in cuekin.

"Thank you, you've been driving to the hospital" Lena said listlessly and stuffed the medicine into a mini-bag.

"Hey wait, sweetie. At that time I was just trying to help you. A bad guy puts drugs in your drink that also contains alcohol. You're actually pretending to be stupid is that stupid?" Marco with anxiety. Or the person in front of him sort of has a .. double personality.

"What's the difference between you and that guy?" lena said without the sound color.

"I've rented a room, I'm gone and have to go back for a while to get the car keys. But you came out of the bathroom and held me, and then after that .... "

"If I'm drunk, can I walk to the bathroom? I don't remember anything at all, please believe me and don't keep accusing me."

"Geez, but you're all taking the initiative!"

"That's it!" Lena screamed and was fed up with the words that kept being repeated."I'm very confused. You could have stolen the chance! If I was like that, you shouldn't have touched me! After doing so, you just leave without saying anything or just apologizing? You loser! It doesn't make any difference like that guy."

"Shut up! Get out! You asked for it and not me!You also accused me when you pulled me!" Marcho snapped and the girl came out by slamming the door. His eyes blinked a few times.

Is the woman smart to warm up because it uses instinct. Is it true that he snatched the sanctity of the future wife from his own sister? True said the girl, she should have rejected the invitation of the girl, but which man could stand it when his two sturdy hands were already directly directed to something tempting.