A Handful of Homes for Mikayla

Dean End Bonus Part.

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A girl was running in a hurry, even though she was wearing glasses but she still hit the person who was walking towards her who was also playing her game.

The sound of cell phones and bags falling on the ground. The girl's glasses fell down accompanied by her hair splint loose so that long hair was scattered.

Dean who would be angry because he was in a hurry to undo his intentions, a pair of clear eyeballs that had already paved the river with a hearty look towards him.

Lentic eyelashes, firm eyebrow lines, nose is quite sharp, but different from the body of the girl berparas ayu it is inversely proportional to her face.

"Sorry Dean." His words were sternly scared because Dean was not afraid to be rude to people he did not know.

There was no answer from Dean's lips, the girl in front of him was confused. Until his hand swung in front of Dean for Dean to wake up.

"Dean." He spoke softly by touching Dean's shoulder with his forefinger.

"O-oh, ekhm ... Don't you have eyes, huh! Already wearing glasses still hit people, if until I scuffed I will report you to the police." Dean's jolt with both of his glaring eyes.

Hearing Dean's booming voice made the girl shuffle backwards a little out of fear, Dean who was aware of his actions immediately cleared his throat.

"Next time be careful, sorry I'm in a hurry too. These are your glasses, kind of cracked ... Just write down your phone number I'll replace it." Dean said with his glasses and cell phone.

She timidly picked up her glasses, "Thank you, Dean. I don't have to change it myself. I apologized earlier for being chased by time." Her speech.

The two then stood up, as the girl was about to leave with Dean's reflex blocking the big hand.

"Where do you know my name? Have we met?" Lick Dean quickly.

The girl lowered her head deeply, she nodded.

"We used to be a school, Dean. My name is Rara." The answer.

"Rara?" Dean's Beo.

"Rara Prasetyo." Answer again.

Dean is glued, his brain thinks if he has a friend named Rara.

"dance ... Prasetyo." Mumbled Dean.

The deg!

Dean's heart beat rapidly, his eyes glazed over as he remembered who Rara was.

Dean who had just realized from his daydream was confused to find the whereabouts of Rara who had been lost somewhere, Dean quickly contacted his trust secretary.

The phone went off twice and was picked up by someone over there.

"Find all the information about Rara Prasetyo from graduating school to this very second, hurry!" Said Dean who was always impatient as usual.

"Good, Sir. I'll try." Answer the secretary at sebrang.

Dean immediately closed his call, he brushed his hair violently.

"Rome." Dean's lips kept muttering Rara's name.

On the other hand, Rara now with a breath of monday has stood in a luxurious house although not as luxurious as the mansion that until now she lives with her husband. With trembling hands Rara pressed the bell of the house.

Until the door slowly opened which instantly made Rara bow her head deeply.

"I'm sorry I'm late, ma." Her speech.

"Have repeatedly not called me Mama, how unlucky my son is to marry you. Quickly go in and clean it all up, I have to go arisan. By the time I get home you should've left with a clean house." Said a middle-aged woman.

Rara quickly nodded, her mother-in-law walking out deliberately bumping into Rara's shoulder until the girl shifted a little from her position.

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HELLO EVERYONE SORRY FOR THE NOVEL SKY HAS NOT CONTINUED BECAUSE THE AUTOR A LOT OF BUSYNESS IN REAL LIFE THAT CAN NOT BE AVOIDED.

BONCAP FOR DEAN BECAUSE DEAN WILL JOIN THE EVENT, PLEASE PRAY AND SUPPORT FRIENDS 🙏🙏