CEO Twins And Girls Choice

Shame But Mau

Isabel stared at the towering high gate that stood firmly around her residence from inside the iron horse driven by Erich's personal driver. Nothing changed from the last time he left the building.

"Like the original plan, we come, speaking kindly with the express purpose and purpose. If they refuse then there is no other way, forcibly take what is rightfully yours from him. If they resist violence, we will do the same. They sell, we buy. Don't be bullied. If you were trampled, then now you are the one who stepped back. Prove to them that you're strong, Isabel. Remember that! Whatever happens, I'll stand by your side." Erich's one hand was raised, rubbing Isabel's shoulders gently, giving strength to the girl who was now sitting in the passenger seat, right on the right side of her body.

Isabel nodded and smiled at Erich.

"Thank you" said Isabel sincerely. If not for the spirit of Erich, of course he is not sure to be able to deliver his body back to this house.

Erich gave the driver orders to get closer to the gate. A sign that they are coming to visit.

Some strong-bodied men come first. Introgate before the gate opens.

Erich's private driver opened the door for the two after the iron horse they rode was in the courtyard of the Praja residence. Isabel was still silent, dumbstruck until a pat on the shoulder resuscitated her.

"Come, come down" said Erich. "Don't be afraid, I'm with you."

The girl nodded slowly and began to shift her body down the iron horse.

A servant opened the door and welcomed the two. As soon as Erich and Isabel approached, the maid gasped. Quickly bowed his head again as he met Isabel.

"Bi, is Arum's mother home?"

"That-nothing, miss. But Miss Larasati is at home. Let's go in." The waiter opened the door wide. Give both guests permission to enter.

Isabel's chest felt tight when she began to enter the door of the house that so many memories of her life. The house in which he was born and raised lovingly by his two masters.

Isabel landed her body on the sofa and without the girl guessing, Erich chose the same place until the two sat together and only paused a few inches of empty space between the two.

The girl was surprised but not for Erich who seemed to be intentionally doing this.

The female servant resigned and a few minutes later Sosok Larasati came with a seductive appearance as usual. Tank top white combined hot pants matching color only cover part of the body of the girl who now confidently stepped closer to the sofa.

"Waw, there's an important guest apparently." Larasati sat right on the sofa that was located right in front of Erich. One of the girl's legs supported the other, which was where Larasati's smooth thigh was clearly visible. Maybe the girl deliberately wanted to tease Erich, but instead of being happy about the unexpected thing was done Erich who spontaneously sighed and threw a look in another direction.

"I came to talk to Arum about something important." Not wanting to be stale, Isabel quickly said what her purpose was to come to this house. Larasati herself seemed to not focus on Isabel's presence, the girl was instead attracted to the figure who was currently sitting next to her half-brother almost without pause.

"Who is he?" Instead of pointing but Lara's eye movements that seemed to ask about who the man before her was to Isabel.

Isabel frowned, reluctant to answer.

"Is he your friend or your lover?" Larasati looked at Erich lekat. The lower lip of the girl he occasionally bites intending to tease the handsome man who is fluttering in front of him.

Isabel breathed heavily. Heartbroken at once furious at the behavior of his half-brother.

Uh, but where is Steven, why isn't he visible? Wouldn't it be if there was a lara there was Steven?

"I wonder, Why is it that men who are near you are always my ideal type. Makes me want to even obsess about taking it from you." After speaking Larasati just chuckled. As if as a joke to her, the girl with beautiful unraveled hair still confidently chuckled unconsciously if Erich's pair of eyes were already staring at her so sharply.

"What's this?"

All eyes were on the figure of the owner of the voice who had just entered the main house door.

"Isabel, what did you come here for?" Arum's unfriendly face was so noticeable when he found the step-daughter again appeared before his eyes. After the capture of Widodo, Arum was frightened if he was involved in the stabbing case a few days ago.

"Sorry Mrs Arum, would it not be better if you sit down first before we explain the purpose and purpose of coming to YOUR house." Erich deliberately suppresses the word 'you' at least to make Arum aware if the house they live in is honestly still the right to Isabel.

Arum gulps. His face began to separate and panic, but as much as possible he looked calm because he realized that the man who was currently a shield for Isabel was not an ordinary man.

So calm and firm Erich began to explain in detail what the purpose of both came. Of course to ask carefully what is the right of Isabel on the orders of Praja. Obviously Arum just doesn't take it. Rage flared. His pair of eyes turned red but as much as possible it was not rash to directly beat Isabel considering there were others among the brand at the moment.

"You're not as innocent as I thought, Isabel," the granddaughter of Larasati defended her mother. "You're not much different from us, even more than us. Cunning but pretending to be innocent," continued Lara again with lips cherishing as if mocking.

"Lara, what do you mean? I just want to take what is rightfully mine. Is that wrong?"

"certain. As the wife of Praja I am entitled to all the property and assets that my husband has. And unfortunately I object to being able to share that treasure with you" circus Arum. The woman did not accept it when Isabel said that if the house they occupied and some valuable assets, it should be Isabel's right. Arum was furious, furious and could not agree to the wishes of his stepdaughter.

"Is the madam aware of what the mistress is saying?" Erich interrupted.

"of course. We are both entitled to Praja's property, and I am still his wife." Arum still didn't give up. Keu keuh on his stance.

"But Isabel is certainly more entitled than you." Erich can no longer be patient. The man began to growl.

"What do I care."

"Of course you care because if the mistress intends to complicate things then I do not hesitate to bring this case to the green table. Not only this case but there are other cases that are ready to take you to the cold of the detention room. I hope you can think clearly and not rashly decide. Just a little misstep, then I make sure the mistress and the beloved daughter of the mistress, will rot in prison. Excuse me." There is no point in arguing anymore. As with the original plan, if they resisted in a subtle way then a rough way was played out. This time Erich only warns, but if Arum still ignores and pretends to be relaxed, then inevitably himself who will make the two women out of Isabel's house without bringing anything.

Isabel only resigned as the big hand carried her body away from the presence of Arum and Lara. The girl was still stunned at all the words that came out so firmly from an Erich who incidentally was nobody to her. Even when the iron horse carrying them had already broken up the solid road, the girl was still speechless.

"You still scared?" The soft-pitched question and the warm grip of the man's hand seemed to resuscitate Isabel. I swear to whatever the girl has never felt this calm.

"Thank you," said Isabel Lirih as she looked at Erich's pair of eagle eyes so fixed.

"Hmm?" The man frowned a pair of eyebrows, confused by the intent of the girl beside him.

"Thank you for standing in front of me, being both a shield and an encouragement for me. I never felt this calm before I met you. Thanks."

Without hesitation, the corner of Erich's lips twitched. His chest was pounding, as well as happiness overflowing from within him. The man's face still looks calm even though his body is partying celebrating victory. It was like Erich was screaming, but as much as possible being held back. Because as a man who is known to be cold and full of prestige, because, Erich must be able to maintain self-esteem so as not to be caught in the middle of the eyes of the crybaby in front of the audience especially there is his personal driver who seems to be able to hear clearly the chatter of himself and Isabel from the steering wheel.

"I just want to help you. Don't thank me now. In the future, our task will be heavier. But rest assured, if we're on the right grid, hopefully we'll win." Erich almost screamed as Isabel looked back at her hand. All over his body feels hot, like burning fire romance.

No one else spoke. The two are silent with their hands still clutched. Erich and Isabel looked away from each other but did not want to take off the hand. Both are ashamed. But I want to keep my hands.

Tbc.