Become a Prisoner of Mr. Billionaire

Nineteen MTTM

Bian threw his body on the bed.

"No common sense to that woman, if anything happens to my son I'll make his life end up in the bars."

The door to the room opened, it was Tasya. He continues to mess.

"Lady.... Bian..."

Racau Tasya while stepping towards the bed.

"Bie.... "

"What !!" Bian stared at Tasya.

"You love me Bi, Bi later if this child was born I go yes... in fact love but I want to travel around the world hahahaha.severday it's gone home again deh."

Bian shakes.

"It's up to me to just want my son. I should hug my wife tonight, because you set me up I'm forced to listen to your rags tonight."

"Ohhh his headache Bi..."

Bian nibbled Tasya's head.

"Drink how many bottles you, smell once."

But Tasya had fallen asleep before answering Bian's question.

"Why am I even stuck in my own game." Bian Umbat.

Bian opened Google and searched for the greatest possible risk of a fetus being born to a drunken mother.

Bian nipped his forehead.

"May not happen to you, son."

bian said while looking at Tasya's stomach.

Time shows at 00:45. But Bian could not close his eyes.

"When I got home from the hospital, I slept alone. Do I go home. But it's not good for Kinan's content if it comes nights."

Bian glanced at Tasya who was sound asleep beside him.

"How old is Tasya's womb, tomorrow I will take it to the doctor."

Bian opened his phone and looked at each of Kinan's photos.

"What would you say if you knew I married Tasya Yank, until our son was born this would remain a secret.

Has Kinan met his sister. My chat just wasn't countered."

Bian continued to monologue until he participated in exploring dreamland.

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For the first time in the morning Bian was greeted with Tasya's crazy behavior.

"Bi, give me some money or I'll drink some more !"

Threaten Tasya who is now ready with clothes less material.

"Owwhhhh This woman really took advantage of the situation." Grumpy Bian.

"How much ?"

"200 million Bi."

"I'm transferring right now but keep your content good, buy nutritious food pregnant milk and others that are good for your content."

Tasya narrowed her eyes.

"Ihh .. so formal is Bi."

"Whatever, 1 week ahead of me and Kinan, don't bother us."

Bian continued to talk while preparing to head for the office.

"Yes... What matters is that the Cuan keeps."

"Don't forget to go straight to the doctor I made the appointment."

"Yeah.... Bawel is so." Tasya

Bian's headed to his office.

This day Bian struggled with his laptop, his work piled up a little, and Bian again blamed Tasya.

"Because of his crazy deeds I don't focus on working." Bian Umbat.

Her phone rang a sign of incoming messages.

"8 weeks, Kinan 12 weeks now."

It turned out to be a message from the Doctor who handled Tasya.

Bian does his job while occasionally kneading his forehead, if you may admit he is very tired lately. Not tired of working but tired of taking care of Tasya and lying from Kinan.

What Bian is worried about is the fetus in Tasya womb that must always be maintained from Tasya's crazy behavior, and the fetus in Kinan womb that must be maintained from the stress of his mother.

If he had said it wasn't necessarily his son Not Bian's heart now says if Tasya really conceived his son.

What would Kinan react if at any time Bian came home with his Son and Tasya, did Kinan freely accept it, or perhaps......

Ahhhhhhhhhh.... Inner Bian was very tired of thinking about her, Bian leaned his body on his oversized chair.

"I want to hug Kinan... My heart will be at ease hearing Kinan teach me, it seems I have to get closer to the creator to be more at ease in facing this ordeal."

Bian continued his work. Again Bian ranted his Mamah speech.

You are a leader of a large company but your attitude does not reflect the attitude of the real leader.

"I am so bad..."

Suddenly his phone rang.

"Hallo darling...."

"............."

"Yes... I'm home."

Bian immediately closed his laptop and rushed home.

Arriving at the house Bian had seen Kinan crying.

"What is this !"

Bian's baritone voice distracted everyone.

Bian immediately approached Kinan and asked what exactly was going on.

"What's the matter, dear." Ask her slowly.

Bian looked at the little boy whom Kinan's Sister believed to be, and the two adults.

"What is Mah..."

Bian looked at his Mamah looking for answers.

"Nasywa, Kinan's sister doesn't want to be with Kinan Bi."

"Why can that be." Bian.

"Maybe she likes her adoptive parents Bi."

Mama trembled not having the heart to see Kinan.

"It doesn't make sense dong Mah, Kinan's Nasywa's older brother."

"What did you guys do to Nasywa."

Bian Introgation.

"If you want to have it not in a dirty way."

Bian again.

"Nasywa wants to be with us."

Papa Nasywa's adoptive reassuring.

Bian shakes.

"Even though 1 year Nasywa with you he will still choose his brother if given the choice, Nasywa is already a big baby who can not forget his origin, but the baby can forget his origin, Kinan who raised her where probably Nasywa did not want to be with Kinan. Let go of Nasywa, because she has a life of her own."

"Many children in orphanages, even newborns, adoptions only, do not need to use dirty ways to get children."

Nasywa's adoptive parents become clumsy with Bian's words.

Vishnu came and gave Nasywa the white water that had been in the prayer can be obtained Vishnu from Kyai.

"Drink with Nasywa. Bismilahirrahman nirrahim, O Allah remove the bad influence in Nasywa's body, make Nasywa back to what he was, Aminn..."

Vishnu helped Nasywa drink the water.

"Nasywa now go with Mas Vishnu yes, we mess in the park, want ?"

"Mama's the same Papa." Ask Nasywa.

"They wait here. Okee "

Nasywa. Vishnu and Nasywa left the hot people.

"We did bring Nasywa to the smart man to forget his Brother and Mother and stay with us, Nasywa kept asking for delivery home because she wanted to be with her Brother."

Kinan looked up at his head who had lowered his head earlier.

"Nasywa is my life and death om, aunty. for days and even months I never sleep well thinking of my sister where, have eaten or not, and whether Mother takes good care of her, and whether she takes care of him, and once I know Nasywa is in your care well I'm very grateful, but don't take him, only he I have, we're a kara now."

Kinan had no power to hold back his cries.

"It's a pity Nasywa stays with us."

Bian strengthens his wife.

"I'm sorry we fell in love with Nasywa, let Nasywa be with us, we love her."

"Please if Nasywa wants to, Nasywa has drunk the water that is prayed for with the Holy Verses of the Quran, so the influence that you plant will be lost."

Mama said firmly.

"If you guys still don't give up, I'll take this matter to the legal track."

Bian brings out a powerful style.

They're a little surprised.

"Well we give up, we'll go back to Bali."

Papa raised Nasywa standing up while pulling Mama's hand up Nasywa.

"That's good please..."

Bian let her go while pointing at the door.

They left with disappointed and upset faces.

"From the morning they insisted on bringing Nasywa. Where can I possibly afford."

Adu Kinan to Bian with a nearly exhausted voice.

"You cry on and on, your voice runs out, now shut up. Nasywa stay with us."

Kinan nodded.Then Bian led Kinan towards the room for Kinan to rest.