Dream Duda [Father Brother's Enemy]

chapter 132

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..... 🌻 Great Things 🌻 .....

by: Govinda.

In this life

I have been in a lot of love

But I never met love

As much as I want him

Great thing I feel

Now loved by someone

Which I love too

That's perfect

Won't fuck him

There is not necessarily someone like him

One world knows I'm happy

Lots of eye witnesses

Won't fuck her

Not necessarily tomorrow, there will still be

Opportunity does not come a second time

Appreciate and guard his heart

In my silence

I always pray for him

A mate is not about perfect

But the tough ones 'to survive

And fighting...

A song that Ricko accidentally heard in his car to Ameera's house, he can no longer wait for news from his lover who from yesterday did not want to reply to a message also picked up his phone.

With steady steps he decided to come to meet Ameera's parents, whatever the result, at least he tried as much as possible.

one year's time was enough for her to undergo a hidden relationship.

He wanted to tell the world that Ameera was the master of his heart all this time.

It was tired of refusing or avoiding people who wanted to get close to a girl when she saw her coming to important meetings alone, different when her wife was still there, he said, Flowers are always on his side holding his arm until he returns home.

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His luxury sedan car stopped in front of the fence of Ameera's luxurious-looking parents' house with a towering black fence.

Ricko opened the windshield when a security guard approached.

"Good day, sir" said the house guard.

"Please, Sir"

"I'm sorry, who are you and what do you need?" ask the security guard politely.

"I Ricko, want to meet Lord Vishnu, is there?" obviously Ricko.

"Well wait a minute"

Ricko waited for more than five minutes, but after that he saw the security guard coming back.

"Come, sir, please come in" he said as the gate was wide open.

Ricko again pressed his gas pedal to bring his luxury car in, he grinned when he saw Reza's car in the garage side by side with Ameera's car.

"I'm guessing Lo must exist! it's already wet too so all I take a shower, and I'm here you ask soap Same shampoo to Lo let me clean" Ricko chuckled amusedly in his own car.

It was felt ready to normalize the heartbeat that arrived 2 pounding violently he also came down from the car after inhaling and throwing it rough, tidying back his clothes to look good by his future father-in-law later.

His steps are so steady.

His eyes instantly caught the two middle-aged figures who still looked so dashing despite the white hair decorating almost his entire head.

"Good day, Om, auntie" said Ricko kindly, despite meeting several times but this meeting was very different.

"Good day, son Ricko please sit down" said papa no less friendly to the man he knew as a friend of his eldest son.

"Thank you, Om" Ricko replied.

"Sorry to interrupt, my intention here is..... "

"You want to come here?, I'm satisfied I hit yesterday, huh?" reza's voice stopped Ricko's speech, the three of them immediately turned to look at Reza who was harrumphed.

"Reza!" papa who does not like his guests is treated disrespectfully.

"Home home, anything to come here" Reza kicked out.

"Gue's here to see Ameera's parents, not to meet Lo" Ricko said, he was holding back his emotions so as not to be provoked.

"Samely, lo.I think I'm a pickling kid here" joked Reza

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"Daddy.." Ameera's shout from the stairs shifted her fourth focus.

"Meera, here baby" With confidence he reached out his hand to the girl he was missing

Meera welcomes him, leaving her parents confused and looking at each other.

"What's this?" ask the curious papa to see his daughter so close to Ricko, the son of his business partner a few years ago before the disaster befell papa Ricko who is now just sitting in a wheelchair.

"It's time I told you your family and the world that you're mine, Mom" Ricko said.

"Meera, get in the room!" reza's word to his sister.

"Wouldn't want, brother" refused the youngest who actually hardened his hand.

"Come in there, let my brother take care of everything" said Reza, as if he forgot who he was talking to, his little girl who he always pampered from a baby.

"I want to be here, sis. I want to hear his good intentions talking to papa" one tear drops fell on her beautiful face again.

"Already, what is this" papa who is confused increasingly curious plus Reza's unusual attitude to his sister.

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