Died Ahead of Marriage

92. Captions

"Haha ... Tumben once a man who never cared, to the point of thinking about such a thing!" Anna laughed cynically looking at Zico and Silvi alternately.

"Better, you go before I call the authorities, not to evict, but to imprison you for an unpleasant act on our family!" Amar opened the door made of glass, pointing outside.

Zico smiled faintly. "Why are you scared like this? If you're scared like this, you're making me even more convinced that Anan is my son, even though he's not allowed to do a DNA test."

"Because Anan is my husband's son, we also have the right to care for him. You've been babysitting her all this time, it's my turn and my husband's taking care of her!" silvi said out loud.

"Haha! Are you so not confident? Why don't you give birth to her child? Why should you bother me and my son?" Anna walked nudging Silvi's shoulder.

"Ooh, or maybe you're barren?" anna said with great emphasis.

Silvi was silent for a moment, glancing at Zico, her husband. "W-why ... You don't make it up! We're talking about Anan! So don't try to move on from our subject!"

"Good day?" Sound from outside. Two men in uniform saluted Amar who had been standing guard at the door.

"Good day, sir. I ask for help from you to secure them. Because they have disturbed my wife and the effort she has initiated."

The two policemen begged to be given a place to pass and immediately moved towards Silvi and Zico. The two people looked a little frightened, but it was obvious that the fear was being brushed aside immediately.

"Good day, we hope you two come with us to the office to give a statement!"

Silvi snorted a quick walk out of the salon pioneered by Anna. "We'll see who wins!" silvi said as he passed Anna and Amar. Zico tailed like a chick chasing its mother.

Two policemen pleaded. "We'll wait for the whistleblower in the office. We hope, Mr and Ms. the complainant gave a statement also correctly."

"You don't be afraid! This time, you can leave everything to me. We're gonna win this thing." Amar hugged Anna and vice versa.

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"We just wanted to ask them permission to let us test the DNA match between Anan and me. That's it" Zico told police.

"Mom and Father should also respect their decision if they do not give permission. That is their right, because it is clearly written on the birth certificate of Ananda Fajra Kusuma is the son of Amar Fajra Kusuma." He handed over a photo of the coffee deed handed over by Anna.

"It could have been written, right, sir? Because I'm sure, Anan is my flesh and blood! I have the right to make sure! If true, Anan should also know that I am his real father. The man who made it present on this earth."

Hearing Zico's testimony just now, made Anna feel furious. Both of her hands had actively interfered with the knee-length span skirt she was wearing. Amar realized Anna's immortality and grasped the hand that had been busy with a sense of excitement. Anna looked Amar in the eyes.

Amar rubbed Anna's head gently and nodded her head. "Anyway, I'm sure we'll win."

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