I'm Not a Grabber

Chapter 100: Girlfriend's Son-in-law, Travel

Advice that sounded like an order, made him not take it anymore. The release of the spoon is rudely aware to cause a clinking sound that immediately distracts everyone. Really don't know manners.

There are many people out there starving, but the woman is wasting food. I don't know what makes the mood of the woman out of bounds, while her brazen attitude can not be tolerated. Not because of the action just now, but for a few days always do things that can not adjust the age.

"Go! If you don't care about yourself. How do you care about your son? My wife reminds me because you're her daughter too." Papa Anderson put down the spoon, he stopped eating to see the situation continue to heat up. "Ma, Papa go to the office first."

"Pa, eat first," prevent Mama Quinara, unfortunately Papa Anderson refused and still chose to leave the dining table. "Are you satisfied now? There's actually something wrong. Shena was never rude and for four days your behavior was getting over the line."

"...,"

Mama Quinara raised her right hand stopping Tiara who was about to answer her, "Who are you? If you're Shena, my daughter-in-law knows how to behave. My son's wife knows the family's responsibility. You know, you're under pressure after pregnancy, but that's not how."

*lest we pretend to be a harmonious family by considering yourself to be Dan's wife. It's over with your history, I'm waiting for my daughter Shena to return. After that, I will make sure to kick a fake face to the streets.~ continued Mama Quinara with her emotions that must be withheld*.

When people prefer to be themselves in order to do everything according to the heart. Tiara does the opposite even though the reason is an obsession of love. The woman lost her mind. However, the Anderson family knows the mask behind the face of the fake son-in-law.

They just wait for the time that will bring the evidence, then slap Tiara the reality that is not his destiny. Shena for Danish, and Danish for Shena. No one denied it because the two were indeed a couple.

At first the family was anxious about a doubt about the baby Tiara was born with, but Danish assured that the child was not the heir to the Anderson family. For a year in the aftermath of the accident. He as a husband does not even touch the fake wife.

Everything went as usual, but after being assembled then many questions that arise. Anyhow the evidence will solve all the problems and to gather reality in the midst of manipulation, then Dan goes from home to find Shena.

But fate cannot be forced, let alone asked. All goes as God wants to test the faith of His servants. Unfortunately, humans complain too quickly to forget that it is all about the divine decree. Whatever happens, it will be passed.

"Sorry, Ma. I didn't mean to be rude. Excuse me," Tiara said without touching her food, she didn't care about everything because of the feeling of being drowned in one mistake.

Footsteps away, making Mama Quinara also move from her seat. Then rushed following the departure of the husband who must still be waiting for him in the car. As is the custom, they only need time to sit in a place to talk about everything.

It could have been chatting in the room, but looking at the situation. Precisely there is no comfort, although it can activate the silencer. Still more to find fresh air while enjoying togetherness in a quieter way.

"Pa, what about our people? Have they found existence, you know what I mean, Pa." Mama Quinara turned the question into a foreign language, she deliberately so that the driver did not understand.

Trust may be gained, but the heart says to be careful. Anyone can be a target to get the truth. Well, one fact with another fact is quite clear that the drama games that occur in the family are very planned.

What if someone misspokes, someone gets hurt? Of course it cannot be left, then for the common good it would be better to be mysterious as the decision has been taken and to play into the charade of love. Who's mastermind? It could have turned into a puppet.

He took his cell phone from the shelter and handed it to the woman sitting next to him. "Documents of name change records along with other information are already on us. The next step was waiting for Danish to return, but the boy was still reluctant to go home."

"Patience, Pa. Our son will come home, believe me. Rafael is with him so we can be a little relieved because someone is looking after Dan. Right?" Mama Quinara asked for approval, but her hands were busy looking for the most comfortable place by snuggling spoiled with her husband's hand.

A man is used to harboring feelings in order to take care of the family. However, sometimes it also requires calmness from his partner. Like this time, in the car enjoying the ride the two sat hugging each other.

The goal this time was not determined because there was no direction that could be hope. Cars that drive across the shoulders of the road are quite dense vehicles. Seeing that, Papa Anderson asked the driver to find an alternative road so as not to waste time.

An unnamed alley became the diversion of the road that Mr. Driver chose. Actually the heart is hesitant to choose a road that is not commonly passed, although indeed some vehicles come in. The road is like a dead area. Many buildings on the left right of the street, but quiet quiet.

Surprisingly, neither the door nor the window opened. What is isolation territory? No, what if the people around you were displaced? Question after question continued to pile up, at the same time a rock shot into the windshield of the car, making the driver set the brakes impromptu.

"Sir, what's wrong?" asked Mama Quinara who was jolted with confusion, because she had just fallen asleep leaning on her husband's chest.

Papa Anderson immediately circulated an eye around him. The man let out a long sigh, he had just subconsciously entered the wrong territory. What because many think about the problem to forget how dangerous some areas are now hot mode.

He didn't want anything to happen to his wife. Just hurry up to pick up the phone, then dial a number that can help him. "Hurry to connect me with the leader of the Knife Gang!"

The driver who heard the name of the barbarian group called, instantly trembled in fear. The man had already imagined a thing beyond reason. Who does not know the Gang Knife group? The territory with strict supervision, the absolute law of the leader for travelers.

"Aging ...," said Mr. Driver while pointing to the front where several people in black uniforms with reddish white faces had surrounded the car they were riding in.