Getting Married to a Cruel Man

Come home

Mr. Bahadir arrived at the main mansion. Among other important clients there are only a few people who know Mirza's new residence, one of which is Mr. Bahadir. However, the man was very difficult to enter, because all the guards forbade him before getting permission from the host. 

"Do you want to meet your grandfather?" Haira again asked when she got the report from the guard on duty. 

The tones of a thousand languages. Having a biological family was the thing he dreamed of the most, and it is now manifesting. I don't know who's wrong, he's just a victim of the selfishness of those who don't want to take responsibility. 

"If not, I'll kick him out" Mirza said, playing Haira's hair.

Not only Mirza and Haira, the whole family supported whatever Nada's decision, Erkan could only appreciate the girl's choice. 

"I'll see him, brother." 

After a few minutes, Nada finally answered the question straightforwardly, but heavily.

"Make Mr Bahadir come in!" Deniz ordered the guards to leave. 

Mirza and Haira to the room. They always take advantage of moments like this.  Mumpung mood bumil again good makes Mirza continue to be excited to see the baby. While the others also went with their respective activities, now in the living room there is only Nada and Erkan waiting for the arrival of Mr. Bahadir. 

From afar, an old man walked towards Nada and Erkan. The look on his face was radiated with happiness with a smile that continued to expand. 

"That's his name, Mr. Bahadir. He's Mr. Meyzin's father" whispered Erkan. 

Tone stared at a glance then turned his gaze in another direction. He did not want to be too confident to be accepted by the man. 

"Please sit down, sir!" Erkan bowed kindly.  Before the fact that the man was the grandfather of his future wife, Erkan had known well and often worked together. 

Bahadir sat beside Nada.  His eyes looked back at the girl. 

"You're Meyzin's daughter?" 

Tone nodded slowly.  He was still afraid to speak at length to people he thought were strangers. Shifting slightly his seat towards Erkan, avoiding Bahadir's unreadable gaze. 

"This is Grandpa," the great-grandson of Bahadir hesitated. Expelling the shame that had adorned his face. 

Nada tried to accept everything so gracefully that she threw a smile to Bahadir. 

"I know, daddy sent a message, said Grandpa to come here." 

"Aren't you going to hug?" Stretch out both his hands. 

Instantly Nada hugged Bahadir and rested her head on the chest of the old man's field. 

It turns out like this it feels like being hugged by a biological grandfather. 

The two of them enjoyed the warm embrace to the point of making Erkan jealous.  He was the one who had been together and struggled to help Nada, but it had to be someone else who got the hug first. 

Just beware that she is already my wife, I make sure grandfather and daddy will not be able to see her again. 

Erkan looked at Bahadir cynically. Assuming the man snatched his future wife. 

There was a small stuffing that made the smile fade. He loosened his embrace looking at Bahadir's wrinkled cheeks filled with tears. 

"Why is Grandpa crying?" tanya Nada looked at the bead of my eyes bahadir with adhesiveness. 

"I cried happily because I could meet you. God heard this sinful grandfather's prayer.  Now you come with grandpa home." 

Tone turned his head, looking at Erkan who shook his head small. It seems that at this time he should replace Erkan ngusilin. 

"I want to" replied Nada without hesitation. 

Erkan pinched the small back of Nada to make the empu grimace. 

"Today we have a prewedding photo shoot, you can't go." 

The tone of the luxurious clock was circular on Erkan's wrist. "There's still twenty minutes, brother. I'll go straight home, all of you take a look at daddy." Pulling down his eyebrows, coaxing Erkan who seemed to be sulking. 

"All right, but it's gotta be with me." Erkan did not want to lose, he had to ensure the safety of the girl, especially Nada did not know the ins and outs of the Bahadir family.  Even though they are a biological family, it does not demand the possibility of bad intentions behind it all. 

In the room, Haira was again bathed in sweat. He must accept the pleasure of a Mirza who lately is very possessive and wants to continue to touch him. There was no bored word to continue carrying Haira flying around and being at the peak of nirvana. 

The two of them catch their breath after making it through the heat struggle.  Unrelenting thanks rolled from the corner of Mirza's lips.  Not only for Haira, but also her three children who are increasingly wanting it.  Even Haira had not asked for anything strange anymore and it made Mirza a lot of grateful. 

"You sure you don't feel anything?" Mirza rubbed Haira's wet forehead and stroked Haira's cheeks that seemed to be blushing. Afraid of his actions hurting them.

Haira shook her head without a sound. Closing his eyes for a moment to restore his depleted strength drained by the excited Mirza. 

Meanwhile, Nada who joined Bahadir was anxious. Along the way he could only keep quiet while hearing the story of his grandfather. Occasionally glanced at Erkan who looked manyun-looking. 

"Big brother angry?" tanya Nada whispered, but could still be heard by all passengers, including the driver who controlled the car. 

"If you meet with prospective in-laws, why be angry," said Erkan while reaching for his phone that rings. 

It turned out that a message from one of his coworkers reminded him of the meeting tomorrow, while he was also busy preparing for a wedding that had been seventy-five percent completed. 

"You're getting married soon, but you're still busy working" Bahadir said. He knows, surely Erkan is still struggling with his work which is certainly super busy. 

"There's still some meetings out of town, and I can't leave them, sir." 

"I'm your grandfather, why did you call me, sir?" pekik Bahadir while hitting Erkan's knee with his stick. 

The tone sitting in the middle of them could only help but laugh at the debate between her grandfather and her future husband. 

"Forgot, Cake." Swiping his painful knee.

Without feeling, the car stopped in front of the mansion which was very luxurious. Tone down following Bahadir's steps towards the front door. 

Brraaaakkkk

Suddenly the sounds of buzzing and screams echoed from the inside. Bahadir rushed to open the main door. How surprised to see the stuff on the floor. Meyzin and Laurent were arguing. 

"That's enough!" bahadir shouted who was about to walk over to Meyzin. But, directly detained by Nada.

"Grandfather don't come, let Daddy finish it all, he whispered with fear."

Meyzin smiled seeing his daughter standing between his father and future son-in-law.

Unconsciously Laurent's hand holding the broken glass instantly floated right on the man's back.