Don't insult my MOTHER

Chapter 63.

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Jihan continued to knock on the table in front of her, making Zia exhale violently at the strange jihadi behavior since coming home from riana's house.

Zia approached the jihan, in her hands that had continuously knocked on the table in front of her. " What are you thinking? Since then, auntie noticed you just kept knocking on that table." jihan looked at zia with a pushy look.

"Tan, am I a good person?" tanya Jihan made the two eyebrows of zia link into one.

"What makes you ask that question?"

"Tan, Uncle Bram gave all his assets and company to me, he didn't even give me a win but one piece of vacant land that I don't know what it means."

"Jihan, auntie doesn't know for sure why bram did it. But, hearing your story that I don't know bram's flesh and blood. There may be a reason behind it all."

"What's? Jihan doesn't want to be like this. I feel so evil to the couple." Jihan grabbed the hand of her mother who still had no signs of being aware.

"Mom, awake! I need mom..."

Zia could only look at jihan with pity, she herself was surprised to hear that kinanti turned out not to be bram's biological child.

Chequek...

Jihan and zia compactly looked towards the open door. Both eyes narrowed to see who was coming.

"What's the matter, you come here?" ask jihan sarcas, when you know who's coming. Even without knocking on the door he was already sassy to enter making jihan stand up instantly. Yes, she is a stepmother to Abraham and a man Jihan does not know.

"I still have business with you, jihan." replied the dinda with a cynical smile. Zia's eyes continued to watch the movements of the two people she had just seen.

"I never felt I had any business with you! Are you not wrong?" ask jihan with a flat face.

"Obviously no! Because you're the girl who robbed all the children's property from my husband! You should be aware that you are nobody in our family! You are not even entitled to a penny for the treasure." replied dinda.

Sraaakk...

Throw some paper on the front desk. "Sign the papers!!" Said the man who knows who.

"Hurry now! Let this business be done soon. I'm lazy to linger with poor people like you!" dinda spoke out loud with sharp eyes staring at jihan.

Brakkk...

One jihan buzz on the table, making the eyes perfectly round.

Byuurr... Jihan spilled a pitcher of water that was on the table with her evil smile.

Plukkkp...

The wet paper was thrown loose until it hit the man's shoes.

Jihan walked towards the door and opened it wide. "You go! Write as many letters as possible. Because you will experience this as much as you force me to. I'm poor but I'm not crazy like you guys!"

"Please go home! Before I beat you up, you can't get home from here!!" Shouted jihan loudly.

Dinda looked at the man and nodded her head. They stepped out with pride.

"Based on poor girls!! It's just the beginning. I'll make sure you're sorry!!" Speak with a sharp look.

"I'm not afraid!!" jihan replied, returning that look even sharper.

"And, I will never give you the chance to master all that uncle bram has! Even if I have to die!!"

"Don't be arrogant!! You don't know who I am!" Dinda stepped past Jihan with a sly smile. Making anyone who saw it shudder in horror.

Brakkk..

slammed the door after the two left, to make Zia surprised.

"What are you doing? You want to make me die of shock, huh!" Umpat zia upset.

"Ck! I forgot it was a hospital. This is what I'm worried about, tan. The legacy is like a sharp sword." Jehan said with a soft look at the mother who was still lying quietly without being disturbed by the noise that occurred.

"You're right, jihan. But, auntie, you have to defend what is already yours. It's like they're not good people."

"Yes, that woman is uncle bram! I think there's something odd about uncle's death."

"Damn, this is dangerous! You gotta..."

Chequek...

The door opened again and again without knocking first. Make Zia stop her speech.

"Najib!! You must be beaten up!!" Said jihan upset. Already upset plus the arrival of Najib makes jihan more upset made.

"Eh! Why..."

Brakk... The door, which Najib had just opened, opened again with a louder voice, making the three stare at the door at the same time.

Seriate.....