Died Ahead of Marriage

88. Patience as thin as a tissue

"Shut up! He's my son with my husband!" Anna's voice sounded no less loud replying to the voice of the man earlier.

Amar immediately returned to the room, and found Anna hugging her child. Zico realized his presence was smiling cynically.

"Now I know your relationship is just a fake one, right? Or, you're just hiding the a*b that's been embedded in Anna's womb?"

"GO! You don't g*la! I don't understand what you're saying!" Anna pulled Anan's hand which kept her ears shut.

Zico's got Anan. "You can't keep hiding the fact that you once loved me. Or maybe you still love me to this day? The proof is, you're still coming to this place, even though we're no longer together."

Anna glanced at the hand of the man holding Anan's hand. "You're too big of a taste, man! You think this is your father's place? Until you feel like I'm here because there's still flavor? You're wrong!" Anna unsheathed her sharp gaze, trying to let go of Zico's grasp that blocked Anan's arm.

"Whatever you say. I just want to prove that my instincts are real! This Anan is my flesh and blood."

"Noooo! Anan's son Papa Amar and Mama Anna! Om who? Don't come near!" Anan was still covering both ears. "Let go Anan! Anan Sakiiit's hand, "he shouted back.

Amar pulls Zico's hand. "You're still trying to annoy our family? Go away! Or we'll report you for this unpleasant act of your behavior towards our family!"

Zico brushed off Amar's hand, rough. "Shut up! You're the only bod*h guy who wants to be cod*hi by that woman! He's mur*han! Have given up sega—"

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"Amghhhh!" Zico jatug fell down because someone just threw his little fist at the man.

Anan glanced at someone who was blocking his hand. Behind him was Amar's face shaking his head and pulling Anan quickly.

"You can't be a hotshot! But this is really proof that your behavior is very similar to your mother, whose patience level is only as thin as a tissue. Imitate Papa dong?"

Anna, who heard Amar's words, only tore off in annoyance. Plus compare the attitude between mother and child.

Zico got up rubbing his stomach which still felt very tired. "Son, why are you doing this to your papa? I am your real father! You are here because of the fruit of your mother's love with Papa du—"

"YOU'RE QUIET!" anna said to break Zico's words.

Anna glanced at her husband. She just kept quiet and pleaded with Amar in her heart, so that her husband would give her permission to speak to this loser. Amar who seemed to hear Anna's heart, nodded his head, taking Anan out to his vehicle.

"What do you want?" anna asked coldly folding both her hands on her chest.

Zico smiled faintly. "It seems like my guess is correct! You know, even if you shut up, the gentleness of d*father and son will never be able to cover. My instincts are to believe that all, that Anan is my son, born out of our love story."

"Love story? Bulshiiit!" furious Anna.

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