KARIN(Her Time of Retaliation)

KARIN(Her Time of Retaliation)
#40/It is not your right to know the personal matters of others.



So upset, the woman ran in front of the group with a large gate blocked high in front of her. He was raging, spilling his saliva here and there, but the bunch of annoying humans in front of his house didn't want to leave here either, he had no other way. In addition to forcing them with a broomstick next to the security guard post.


"YOU ALL GO!!!"


"I DIDN'T SAY YES! IF TOMORROW IS ALLOWED!"


"HEARD NO??? YOU DON'T HAVE EARS OR WHAT???"


"I TOLD YOU ALL TO GO!!!"


Even Uncle Jordan just stroked the back of his nephew to stay in a patient condition, but could not. Karin was fed up with the more numerous journalists.


They even reply to Karin, the owner of this house with harsh words as well. Forcing the people inside the house to come out. They are right if not told they are still the same as this.


His voice seemed to be choking, he shouted from earlier. But their behavior is all relentless, where are the guards? It's not like they're all not even here to help. He asked, What time does this happen? The feeling was not there in the morning.


That's not what he's thinking now, what he should do... How to repel humans whose numbers increase? Did he, he have to call his Papa come to intervene here?? Because only your father can take care of all this.


But how? Who's gonna take care of all this? The reckless men who climbed up the gates of the Mansion, with the broomsticks several times he blocked the legs of the devil who would jump in. Starting with his eyes looking around, he tried to find someone who might help him.


Uncle Jordan was also busy as it kept the gate continuously from opening, Karin was also busy with rotten human foot outside. Until he met his assistant who was just aware of the incident here, he immediately called.


Alan came here with Gembor (plant sprinkler). He put the plastic padlock on the asphalt and nodded as Karin told Alan to do what he said. Alan ran into the Mansion to meet the hostess and the host.


Until he saw the 2 people he was looking for, by bending their bodies both made shocked by Pratama's assistant who is now his child's assistant. Alan came here running while adjusting his irregular breathing.


"Master... Madame... There's ahead... A group of journalists who-"


But unexpectedly they both already know, Pratama already know it from the kitchen window which direction also to the gate there. So Pratama's intention was to go through the back of the house with his wife, but Alan was blocked so quickly that they did not realize that Alan was in front of them.


"What is this Alan?"


Mr. Pratama felt that hiding something that could certainly be known by Alan, he knew that his employer would go by car through the back lane. Only Alan did not want their child to be left alone in front, with the riots made by these two couples who should have nothing to do with their child.


"In front of the child you are krepo-" but his speech is cut.


"I've called BodyGuard to the front of the house past the back lane as well. So be patient, I also do not stay silent actually, then do not misunderstand first." said Pratama made Alan immediately silenced.


Believe it or not, we'll see.


Returning to the front of the Mansion gate, it was still that the group of reporters did not want to leave here. They still chuckle with their beliefs, what exactly do they want? What is the real evidence of what they heard last night? Not a few hours ago, this news spread.


About the child, about the actor who disturbed the household of this family, the secrets hidden Pratama residence, and so on. They exist by falsifying news, some of the original is not.


"We want the real news, please this time give us the opportunity to interview you! We beg! We also need proof!!!" said one of the reporters, answered by all his henchmen.


"RIGHT!!!"


"RIGHT!!!"


"REALLY!!!"


Karin shut her ears tightly together as the reporters mic outside pointed at her face. He can not stand it, if this is not resolved quickly this is not over.


"Uncle, I'm giving up. Just open the gate" said Karin, throwing a sage that she held behind her body. His mark had given up on all this.


The uncle who did not accept immediately shouted, "WHY!!! UNCLE WON'T GIVE UP! UNCLE WANTS KARIN TO FIGHT TOO! FIGHT AND FIGHT!NO SURRENDER!!!"


Karin shook her head with a cynical smile, "Uncle, please don't be like that soap opera on tv. It's okay, I'll accept all the consequences, the most important thing is that this is done quickly. I don't want a real fuss, that's all. Can't it?" complaining with a lethargic face, he also did not want this all to happen. But if avoided it is not a responsibility, it is okay only this time.


"Please uncle, open the gates."


Jordan gulped his saliva roughly, he didn't know what else to say. But since it was his nephew's request, he also had no other way but to obey.


"Papa.." thought Karin after hearing the screams of the man in the car that was behind there.


Instantly the row of groups split open, emptying their center revealing a black car with someone inside.


"Do I have to say 100× to all of you!?I have also confirmed with the superiors of all of you!!?, you are from CVSEMENTER right? And you! From AVKM, right? I told your superiors!!!. Who is now taking care of your resign papers! I know your face even your workplace. 1 to 10 if you don't leave here, so you're legitimate with the consequences that come later" mencam Pratama clenched her strong strong hands.


Pratama began to show both palms towards them all, slowly folding all his fingers until counting down the numbers 10-1. There was one man who pointed at himself and advanced towards Pratama's black car. The man did not accept the words of Pratama, so he began to speak.


"You have no right to expel us from our work. You also have no right to make us suffer, indeed you are a famous Boss, but if the problem of resigning employees who are not from your office it has become a criminal offense with a statement (already mena) it in my opinion and for others, it must be so" the man said that made Karin furious, wanted to scold the man but his shoulders were clutched by his Uncle to not interfere first.


"Oh yeah? What about my personal thing? It is clearly none of your business. My business or problem is just a source of money for your news, right???. There are a lot of conspiracies that are not even included in your news. What kind of employees do you not know yourself by waiting for me and my family in front of the house? Do you have any self-respect?" pratama Reply.


Instantly the man was silenced by the man's words. "I would say my problem or not it's none of your business right?! I'd better find a lawyer more reliable than all of you who are not very smart, do not know yourself and do not catch my words properly. Actually you guys are not suitable to be journalists, you better be a market seller there. Your noisy voice matches that of the traditional sellers" Pratama laughed mockingly with his own words but before long he put on a stiff face with a sharp gaze piercing all of them.


"Just be calm about my business, you'll know for yourself later" after closing the windshield, driving forward his car at moderate speed leaving them all with the bodyguards he had prepared from earlier.


"Ke-to-" Karin stuttered to herself to see the big big BodyGuards standing there with their hands on their heads and pointed at the reporters. The reporters who were frightened by the BodyGuards whose number there were four were immediately running away from here.


Some who run there are frozen staring at the scary BodyGuards in front of them toying with their backs, necks and hands until beebunyi.


Crete-crete-crete


They all started to run away, Karin and uncle Jordan laughed heartily when they saw all of them frightened by the BodyGuard in his papa message.


"Tock... Hahahaha, my goodness.... My mouth hurts from laughing.... Hahaha, my goodness...."


The four BodyGuards whose bodies were just as big as his Uncle Karin started shaking hands with each other.


"You're so late, we almost gave up. No more of them here, I'm tired. My body can't stand all those who are possessed by the devil" said Karin, who is possessed by four of them.


Jordan and Karin stared at each other and laughed with a sense of satisfaction.


"Let's just calm, mister. The spell won't come back. We're gonna be out here 24 hours full, you're gonna have a good night's sleep next" one of the BodyGuards said, Karin nodded at a glance and did not realize that she was starting to tired by the appearance of sweat sweat on her face.


"uh? Uncle?!" Karin was surprised to be held in a bridal style with her own uncle. "You're tired, right? Let Uncle take you to the room"


Karin immediately put on a death face, moving her body here and there. But it couldn't because his Uncle's body was much bigger than his, "UNCLE FREELIN!!!"


Uncle Jordan instead laughed with his actions, not letting his nephew wear it was all he could do.


"Smile lah~"


For a second he stopped, obeying his uncle's words. Directly in his smile his lips until curved upwards. "Yes because of uncle, I'm happy... Hehe".


‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ ☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙


In the future, he is lonely. No one accompanied him. One. Worthy of his maid all he did. Sweeping, washing clothes, mopping, cooking, taking care of children all he does. The smile she saw at that moment.


Don't have many friends, playing alone when Tasya's son is at school. Comforting yourself by talking in the style of thanksgiving mother. In the future there is no such thing as excitement as he experienced in the past or (now).


"Stupid time? Where is there a world that can go to the past?" Zern, get that. Because of you, this woman is grateful. Thank you for granting this vain request to him.


I want to thank you, but remember that Zern is also a criminal. So, Zern has a special gift if you want to know, Karin will give you something very special.


Yes, if you are still in this world.


"Btw, where is Alan?" murmured Karin was looking here and there as she was about to be led into the room.


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