
Ridho cast his gaze between Raina and Riska's mother in turn.
"You ... the son of that mother?" Ridho asked Raina while glancing at Riska's mother.
"Yes. What's the matter?" Raina asked Ridho.
"Has a matter of fact, from the beginning I saw you as if you were no stranger. Your faces look similar, yes. Hopefully the nature is also not similar." said Ridho cynically.
"Sorry, what do you mean, huh?" asked Raina who started to be provoked by her emotions.
"Yes, I hope you're not like your mother either. Which usually only take what is not his" said Ridho.
Plaque,
One slap landed on Ridho's cheek. Raina reflexively slaps Ridho's handsome face.
"Sorry ..." said Raina Lirih while looking at the hand he had used to slap Ridho.
Seeing the tension between Raina and Ridho, Riska's mother approached towards them.
"I'm sorry, Ridho boy, Raina doesn't know anything. So, don't bring Raina into my troubles." said Ms. Riska as she lowered her head.
"Obviously this has something to do, because he's your son, right? And one more, because he dared to slap me. So, he will also suffer the consequences." said Ridho with a threatening tone.
Aldo looked confused, not knowing what they were talking about.
"Sorry, who is this, Mom? And what's the real problem mom has with her? Why does she hate to see her mother?" ask Aldo berdubi-tubi.
Not yet had time for Ms. Riska to answer Aldo, Ridho had interrupted first.
"I am the son of a mother who hurt her heart because of this woman. This woman has taken our happiness. My father should have been by my mother's side during his most difficult times. But him! He took all of our father's attention away from us" said Ridho, who had raised his tone.
Raina was silent to Ridho's words. Meanwhile, Ibu Riska already looks very depressed already cornered by Ridho.
"Sorry sir, can you speak more politely without yelling at my mother? Can we talk about this matter well?" Aldo tried to be calm, he did not want to see his mother getting sadder.
Ridho is seen trying to temper his anger and occasionally throws his gaze at Raina.
"Why should you, son of this woman?"
"Sorry, Mas. My mother did make mistakes in the past, but now she has realized and regretted what she did first. And he has decided to end his relationship with your father" Raina said, explaining her mother's decision.
Ridho was speechless hearing Raina's explanation. Although he was not completely sure.
"What's the evidence that you've cut ties with my father?" tanya Ridho leads to Riska's mother.
"Good, if you are self-conscious" said Ridho.
Ridho fell silent again where he stood and looked back at Raina. Raina who felt herself being looked at, threw her face in a different direction.
"Is there anything else you want to ask, sir?" aldo asked who saw Ridho looking at his sister.
"Hmmm," Ridho just cleared his throat while shaking his head and still his gaze was still on Raina.
"Why the hell, this guy? Why does he see it that way? Iiihhhh" Raina shuddered to herself looking at Ridho's gaze.
"You .. Our business is not finished!" said Ridho as he pointed at Raina and moved from where he stood and got into his car.
"Me?" Raina was confused by Ridho's intentions and still dumbfoundedly pointed at herself.
"That's weird, people come here angry, and now go that way without saying goodbye. Why did you meet someone like that, anyway?" aldo asked who followed confused by Ridho's attitude.
"It's .... already .. come on, now we go in." said Ms. Riska while pulling her two children's arms to enter the house.
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On travel....
"Aaaagghhh ...! Why should she be your mother? And how can I not stop looking at your face like a fool!" Ridho screamed in frustration in his car.
He drives forward his car, thinking of a plan to approach Raina.
He grabbed his cell phone, and made a call to someone.
[Please, you find out all about Raina working for Resto Z]
After doing the command, the phone was turned off.
Ridho grinned thinly behind his wheel.
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