Daddy's Virgin Daughter "Reply Daddy's Revenge"
Arabelle Al Fattah
Belle immediately stood up spontaneously, a little surprised to see Bern's action earlier, he thought what exactly the work of the man, because his level of vigilance was too high.
For a moment after frowning, Belle immediately ran away from Bern with a million question marks, immediately rushing to change her clothes.
As soon as the door bell intercom rang, Belle As fast as lightning ran forward, it turned out Bern had already peeked from the intercom screen.
Belle glanced at the intercom screen, a woman standing at the door of her apartment.
"That's my sister's boyfriend"
said Belle quickly.
Bern nodded without moving.
Belle obviously raised her eyebrows.
"Omm?"
"What?"
"Are you gonna hang in here? hide away"
Bern clearly frowned.
"He'll marry us when he finds out there's a man in my apartment"
'Oh.."
Bern just nodded slowly, walking slowly towards the room.
He can be that relaxed?
oceh Belle inwardly while sounding her lips.then quickly opened the door of her apartment.
"Why is it so long?"
Asha's face poked perfectly, carrying a few bags of crackles and paper bags in her right left hand, handing them to Belle and then straight inside.
"I just finished my shower"
His sister Asha just nodded slowly, instantly dropping herself onto the sofa chair.
"Sister not working?'
"Get out at the ship night"
"Ah.. Hmmm"
Belle just nodded slowly, bringing some of the souvenirs her Asha sister gave her to the kitchen.
"What do you want to drink?"
Belle asked from the kitchen
"As usual, the cold is not the warm one"
Brother Asha answered quickly, trying to close his eyeballs due to the domineering drowsiness and fatigue.
Belle is busy opening the freezer, looking for her favorite drink, then looking for a glass to her right.
"Your brother didn't come home?"
When her brother Asha asked about it, Belle froze, shutting all the movements of her hands.
"It's day 3 brother didn't come home"
said Belle quickly then again pour her favorite canned drink kak Asha into the glass.
Belle walked slowly forward carrying the drink, giving it to her brother Asha while looking at the beautiful woman's eyeballs.
Belle asked as she continued to stare at those eyeballs.
His sister Asha was silent for a moment, trying to catch her breath for some time, slowly opening her eyeballs.
"Kevin said he'd mutilate it after 3 months, after everything's done"
Belle closed her eyeballs.
"Is Revenge so important, brother?"
She asked quietly while biting her lower aunt.
"Unfortunately I'm not the right woman who can persuade her to turn around, Belle"
Belle tried to smile.
"Maybe I'm also not a good sister who can ask her to turn around"
His sister Asha looked silent, then suddenly reached into her bag.
"A few days ago your old house's Auntie Guard handed this to me, she said she found this in the cellar, just after some people tried to force their way into your old house"
Said her sister Asha slowly while handing over a small album and a memo in a clear plastic wrap that was very blurry.
"You recognize their photos?"
Belle tried to open the old photo album.
His eyeballs curled up when he saw who was inside.
"I think the baby looks pretty much like you, Belle"
Belle flipped through the album with trembling hands, she thought, isn't this photo of this woman she's seen before?.
Belle quickly opened the scrap plastic in her hand, trying to open each of the old scrapbooks, as soon as something fell out of it. An old flash disk that doesn't know what it is and a piece of mail.
Belle grabbed the flash and the paper, trying to read what the letter contained, as soon as Belle rounded her eyes.
...LETTER OF INHERITANCE TRANSFER...
...Witnesses...
...MOHAMED FAITH YILDIZ...
...DADDY PICKS UP FIRST PARTY...
...grandpa first party...
...--------------------------------------------------...
...Signed by...
...AFTA AL FATTAH'S...
...DAD'S FIRST PARTY...
...--------------------------------------------------...
...ALIYA BURJAH...
......MOTHER LEGITIMATE FIRST PARTY......
...--------------------------------------------------...
Belle seemed to tremble, when the name of the child written clearly there was her name.
ARABELLE AL FATTAH'S
