Marrying a Ransom Girl
15. Uncle Lea's debt
"What do you want to answer? I know, I'm Tiara. The son of his aunt Vina, and actually aunt Vina same om Bima was agreed to my soul mate with Dirga. But because of the rich elo trash woman, my matchmaking with Dirga became void" said the woman arrogantly.
Hearing Tiara's words, Lea was completely shocked. It turns out that this is the reason Dirga made up for a fantastic price and married him, indeed Dirga is not a bad man but he has seen himself in this complicated situation. However, marriage is still a sacred marriage.
'Maybe this time Dirga did not love me, but I hope someday my patience can take his heart and make Dirga really love me.' Lea's inner self.
Brak!
"Heh gaadis village! I'm talking to you, don't let me. You mute or you deaf?" said Tiara in a high tone while pounding the table.
The sound of table buzzing made Lea wake up from her daydream.
"Ma sorry mbak, I don't know about the business of mbak mas dirga" said Lea did not want to extend the problem with the woman in front of him.
"It's your business, because you've interfered in Dirga's life and ruined the matchmaking plan between me and Dirga. And as long as you know, Dirga will not be able to love the rich village girl lo. You think dong pack a brain! Dirga is a foreign graduate, pinter, handsome, rich, from the family, obviously the origin of the seedlings bebet weight. Not rich! Whether Dirga can pick you up from where, I'm also surprised." said Tiara who became so.
Chequek!
The sound of the door of the room Dirga open without being knocked first.
"Raa dit?" tiara said as she turned towards the door.
"Well, are you here?" ask Radit.
"Gue just want to tell me just let this mum know himself, if he will not pantes anytime for Dirga" said Tiara smiled cynically.
"Heh, take care of your words. Pantsan aja Dirga do not want to be in the same soul mate lo, lo people higher education but do not have attitude." Timpal Radit mocked.
"Eh, watch your talk! If I've succeeded in getting Dirga from this village girl, elo the first person I will leave this office." said Tiara began to ignite emotions.
"Oh, huh? Ha ha ha, isn't it wrong of me?" ledek Radit again.
Lea who heard the debate Radit and Tiara just silence, because Lea himself does not know who Radit.
It used to be Radit who helped her and Dirga's wedding, but Lea never raised her head at all out of fear. So naturally he felt alien to the face of Radit, which is actually the right hand and Dirga's friend.
"Had I come home, it's so bad I have to talk to people who are not important rich you both" said Tiara stood up and stepped foot.
"What you call call me Grandma drop by, take care of your mouth!" tiara said angrily turning her body to Radit.
"But you missed it, will I throw it away?" radit pointed to the bag on the table.
Tok Tok Tok!
The sound of Yura's door being knocked.
Chequek!
Not yet had the door opened all, two men were burly and muscular and full of tattoos that pushed the door strong that made Yura step her legs backward.
"What's the bang? Who're you?" yura asked in fear, as she looked just like a thug.
"Eh Yura, where's your husband?" ask one of those men.
"Again there's no house bang, a what's bang?" yura asked with a stutter.
"Gue wants to get your man because he has brought Dadang hundred million dollars!" said the man loudly.
"Huh, a hundred million? Make what mas Soni dapet money so much do not tell me" human Yura quietly, but still can be heard.
Because he really doesn't know that, though, indeed, she had planned to betroth her nephew Lea to Madang so that she could become rich but she did not know if her husband had received that much money.
"God! Don't you fucking talk!" snapped at one of the thick-moustached men.
"I'm sorry, I really don't know what. Later if my husband has come home, I will definitely take it." said Yura frightened.
"Well, if you're lying! I give you time 1x24 hours, if tomorrow at this time the ball money is there, you have to lift your feet from this house." he shouted.
"I.. Yes, yes." replied Yura again.
Brak!
The man left while kicking the chair.
