
"So Pras and Clara, my advice is that you better accept the decision I've made, or you won't get anything!"
Pras and Clara could only accept Mr. Wibi's decision resignedly. True what Mr. Wibi said, it is better for Pras to accept Mr. Wibi's decision than to continue whining, Pras can not get anything.
Another thing with Clara would whine to tears of blood, Mr. Wibi would not give her a penny of inheritance for her. It's just that as a form of humanity Mr. Wibi will finance Vania's education with an allowance that Mr. Wibi has prepared and will be handed over and arranged by the school that is currently the place of Vania he studied every month.
Legacy reading has been completed read by Mr. Bambang. The parties who get the inheritance share have already signed their respective parts.
But there is still a wedge in the heart as well as the mind of Pras. If he is not Mr. Wibi's biological son, then who is his real father.
Is the man who has been Anan's father is his real father?. The man who had previously admitted his mother as his ex-wife before his mother claimed to be pregnant herself to Mr. Wibi.
"I'm sorry, can I ask you a question?"
The atmosphere went quiet again just after Pras finished asking. Suppose Mr. Wibi makes Pras dare to ask questions about who his real father is.
"If Pa_, I mean Mr. Wibi is not my real father, then who is My real father?" Tanya Pras.
Mr. Wibi sighed and then looked at Pak Budi who was replied by Pak Budi nodding his head.
"Based on the investigation and the confession concerned. Sorry, I have to tell you that you are the son of Mang Surya"
The words of Mr. Wibi made Pras feel like he was in a lightning strike. How can it be if the man who since childhood has always been insulted and in his maki caci was even Pras directly drove Mang Surya away, when the middle-aged man asked Pras to stop cheating with Clara turned out to be his real father.
What folly makes Mama must betray her husband and trap Pak Wibi to marry the Mama because of her pregnancy with the private driver Pak Wibi, and how stupid when He closed his eyes when he saw Mang Surya and his Mama sometimes chatting familiar when He was a child first.
Pras sighed in frustration, Clara's soft touch that tried to calm her was directly on Pras's tepis with brute force.
"Don't touch!" Pras snapped Clara and the others were shocked.
"Pras_but". Pras ignored Clara's call. The man chose to stand up for his farewell from Mr. Wibi's residence.
"I'll excuse you, sir. Sorry for all the bad things that Mama and I have done to you and your family." Pras subdued half of his body as a sign of his apology and regret to Mr. Wibi.
"Start getting your life right. I think you can start that off well" Pras nodded at Mr. Wibi's remarks. The young man said his greetings before the end of his step out of Mr. Wibi's house with Clara followed.
Pras drove the vehicle fast enough to make Clara who was in the passenger seat next to him became frightened.
Since leaving the residence of Mr. Wibi, Pras has only been silent. Even the man did not respond to the ravings of Clara who had continuously responded more precisely to Pras who could only accept Pak Wibi's decision.
"Prass. Oh My God's. I'm not dead yet. If you want to die, die alone!" Pras forcibly stopped his car because Clara's clash this time made her even more upset.
Pras stared intently at Clara, even the man to the point of advancing his body towards Clara, then pulled Clara's face and clenched Clara's chin hard with her right hand to make Clara raise her head up staring at the ceiling of the car.
"Sick Pras" Rintih Clara grimaced in pain. But Pras who seemed deaf to Clara's groaning increasingly tightened his grip on Clara.
"It's all because of you" Bentak Pras right on Clara's face, even Clara can feel Pras's fiery breath holding her anger.
"If you don't offer your cheap body, I won't be like this!" Pras snapped Clara faster, even without hesitation Pras pushed the face of Clara who was still in his grip until the occasional head behind Clara hit the passenger car glass.
"Basic women ja****!. You're the one who should die, not me!" Pras removed his grip from Clara's face by pushing back, to make Clara's head exposed to the car's glass window.
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"Sakit Pras" Rintih Clara who ignored Pras. The man resumed the speed of the vehicle quickly and immediately put his car into the Toll, and again drove his vehicle at high speed.
"Pelan-pelan Pras" Clara touched Pras's arm but on the rough edge by Pras. Clara grimaced in pain and rubbed the back of her head when she realized that the back of her head was sticky.
"Yes Lord Pras" Clara cried when she saw the palm that rubbed her there was a spot of blood.
"I'm bleeding Pras" said Clara Lirih, but still in Pras. The man actually displayed his smirk smile when his eyes glimpsed at the hand that Clara showed.
Without Clara noticing Pras opened the seatbelt Clara silently and opened the door automatically as Clara grimaced in pain.
Pras diverted his car lane into the Toll outside the city which was recently inaugurated and opened. Lanes that are quiet because it is still rare for cars to cross, as well as a thick grove of large trees on the left side of the road make the toll road quiet and quiet.
From a distance Pras did not see any signs of the car that would pass, and as quick as lightning the man stopped the pace of his vehicle on the left side which happened to be a little steep in his densely littered trees, and then
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Clara thinks Pras stopped her car from seeing her injuries, but the allegations are false. Pras actually opened the door Clara section quickly and immediately pushed Clara's body out of the car to make Clara fall into the steep weak.
Pras directly forwarded his vehicle slowly when from a distance seen a vehicle that will pass. Not without reason Pras do the vehicle slowly, he was afraid Clara could still reach the steep valley and ask for help to the car that will pass a few more moments.
After making sure the driver was still passing and had even preceded him, and also had made sure there was no movement in the place where Pras pushed Clara earlier, Pras was back to continue the pace of his vehicle towards his apartment, to go directly to Sulawesi with the aim of escaping and certainly enjoying the part given by Mr. Wibi.