
Rania just woke up from her sleep. Two days before the big wedding of the year in Indonesia. In just five days, there were thousands of invitations scattered in various major cities. There is a sentence written on every wedding invitation that is very mepet it. "Come or congratulations."
For those who understand it is a threat from big boss Anggara Group, who believe or not is still nineteen years old. Rania feels she will indeed marry a demon. "But I was astonished. If he could intimidate people so easily, why would he pay me a hundred million dollars? Ah, it must be just a pleasantries. Anyhow money is as much as it feels by him."
By the way, after making love it is delicious. That was how Rania felt and is still impregnated. Love that really satisfies the body and. "What am I thinking? It's just lust, nothing more. The feeling here is more to the feel of good and right lovemaking. Yes that is."
Rania swung her hand lazily, ignoring feelings or something. The most important thing is that Raga never plays rough again, so Rania does not have to worry about feeling pain and soreness. Bok*ngnnya saying goodbye to suffering for an unspecified time. "Haha." Rania feels funny too when she remembers her butt suffering all this time from Raga's madness.
Come to think of it, if brought positive a suffering it can be a joke. For example, Rania can laugh because of her butt but obviously when the fake honeymoon was very suffering.
"Where are you going?" tanya Rasa suddenly blocked Rania's steps when it was in front of the kitchen entrance.
"Sister-in-law, here I want to grab a drink. Thirsty."
Plaque! The slap landed on Rania's cheek without her being prevented.
"Why did you slap me, sister-in-law?" rania asked after being shocked. Sharp look.
"I was just watching you at first, but I couldn't take it anymore. It's only been a few days here, how about a month, two months, or a century?"
"Sister-in-law, I won't stay as long as you think," said Rania laughing softly and then raising her hand. The teenager seemed to respond with the horses.
"Get your hands off, boy!" hardik Rasa, getting rid of the hand of Rania who stroked her cheek. "Your hands are dirty and stinky!"
Rania kissed his hand. "Masa, sister-in-law's candidate? I think it's fragrant because of the liquid mark*n cint*your sister."
Face Flavor flushed and back slapping. But surprisingly Rania managed to fend off the slap. "Sister-in-law, I'm thirsty. Please step aside."
Body Feel pushed easily to the side. The mental here is speaking. The taste is still fifteen years old, the smell is fast. If Rania wants to, she can slap back. But Rania remembers that Rasa is Raga's sister. Although it can do as it pleases, but there are exceptions.
"Raga Anggara is unpredictable. I almost died of fright at that time because of my punishment of Angie. Whether that includes things he doesn't like or not. Aghh! sucks!"
"Somehow, that sure Raga managed to scare me-no, no. You can't lose to him, Rania. Hide the fear in your heart and show the incredible courage in your face..."
"You don't drink?" rania asked as she sipped some orange ice in the bottle. Anggara's feeling was still in place while staring at Rania's hatred.
Just be quiet and put on a haughty look. Rania chuckled softly. "You're not talented at being a bully, sister-in-law. Don't know in front of him. You know, I used to be the same as you. When first grade High School is the"
"You don't be happy, Rania Kusuma," cut off the hateful whimpering. "Sister Raisa won't let your marriage go. If he's desperate he'll destroy your wedding before you arrive."
"Who is Raisa's sister?" rania asked Cuek and then flew her hair while walking, which hit Rasa's nose. The girl immediately swiped her nose in annoyance.
Raisa chuckles again. "He's so funny. But I was wondering if the Raga family members only taste one in this house. At breakfast, lunch, dinner, no other family members were seen."
Only the unstable girl kept glaring towards Rania non-stop. Then where are Raga's parents? Where's his mother? And what does Raga mean by she used to have a mother?
That many questions it feels like Rania wants to ask someone in this house. But who? Rania dyed in this magnificent big house that is all white.
Rania steps out, while she is wearing pajamas that are not too flashy aka polite. Robotic guards were seen guarding from a distance at the gate. Rania is piquing. "They're all twins, so I don't know which two robots drove me to this hell. Look, I'll pay it back!"
"Good morning, N-Nyonya," said Mr. Albar, surprising Rania. He's the butler in this house. He was old but still looked fit, eleven twelve with Secretary Ardi.
"Morning," answered Rania in the style of a great mistress. "Ah, with him I ask," his mind pleased.
"Sir Albar, I want you to tell me about Mr. Raga's parents" Rania ordered later.
Mr. Albar's response surprised Rania. Suddenly the old man ran away in fear, turning towards the backyard. Rania raised one eyebrow. "What's wrong with her?"
Until Rania turned around, how shocked she was to see...
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