Marrying the Father of My Foster Son

Foreign Guests in Police Uniforms

“Arrrgh, dammit!"

If we could tear down the building, maybe that's what Cassandra would have done. Unfortunately, Cassandra had no superpowers so she could only go berserk in her room.

“Basic is not Becus! Basic bego all!”

Cassandra slammed all her belongings onto the floor and threw pillows and bolsters in any direction. He did not care that all his things were in disarray, the only thing on his mind right now was one that could vent his endless anger.

“Argh!"

Still feeling upset, Cassandra yelled while hitting the wall using the bolster she had thrown on the floor. He did so while imagining the face of Queensha he hated half to death.

“Basic lady sok kesmentilan. He should not have married Ghani. Basic damn!”

Cassandra's breath snorted violently, her chest deflated with perfectly hardened jaws. Anger was still lingering in his chest.

Yes, how could he not be upset if his plan fell apart, even though he had imagined Queensha failed to marry Ghani after his kidnapping plan was a great success.

But, what's going on? Instead of kidnapping Queensha, Cassandra's men were made moons by Ghani's men. Even worse, they are now in prison on kidnapping charges.

“I should have hired someone more competent, so they wouldn't have caught Ghani's men. Ah, goddamn. Sebal!” Cassandra grumbled loudly. So bad, he took his high-heeled shoes, then he threw them towards the large mirror in the corner of the room.

The sound of a mirror breaking and scattering to the floor. Hearing the sound of the mirror breaking, the mother who happened to be on the second floor balcony rushed over and knocked on Cassandra's room door. The sound of shards was heard so loud that it made middle-aged women worry that something bad happened to their beloved child.

“Cassandra, what are you doing? Why is there a sound of the mirror breaking?” Mama banged on Cassandra's room with an anxious look on her face. She was afraid that her daughter would do something silly with a broken heart.

“Mama go there! I don't want to be disturbed!” cassandra exclaimed with her tone up. Although the room was like a ship breaking, it did not make Cassadra kapok. She threw all her makeup out the window.

If anyone sees Cassandra's behavior, surely everyone will think that women who work as doctors at one of the famous hospitals in Jakarta are a bit crazy. Moreover, that woman was not a child anymore. He's an adult. Unfortunately, the behavior of the woman is like a tantrum child whose wishes are not obeyed by her parents.

After being satisfied throwing her makeup equipment, Cassandra felt a little satisfied. Of course, it was fine for him to throw away such trivial items. He can buy it again. The price won't drain his personal pocket.

“Cassandra! Open the door, son. We need to talk!" Mama apparently still insisted on not leaving and constantly banged on Cassandra's room door.

Cassandra clucked. He knew very well the nature of his mother. If not followed to enter the room, maybe the mother will spend the night in front of her bedroom door until tomorrow morning.

Not to be bothered, Cassandra decided to give up. "It sucks!" his grunts walked closer to the door.

“Jeez, Cassandra! Why is your room like a ship breaking like this?” Mama's eyes glared at the state of Cassandra's room which was far from neat. Perhaps a more precise word describing the state of Cassandra's room was smashed. Yes, maybe it's a suitable designation for the child's room only wayangnya.

“Most, Ma. Then just ask to finish the Bibik. Oh yeah, because I don't have any more makeup equipment, tomorrow I'm going to the mall and wash my eyes. So Mama don't have to ask me where to go because she already knows the answer," said Cassandra lightly with a faint tone.

“Where is your makeup equipment going?” asked Erika curiously.

“I dumped out the window.”

“What?” erika exclaimed with an intonation up. “Actually you why the hell? How come I'm like a man in a trance like this?” Erika swept through the room that looked very messy. Shards of mirrors scattered everywhere, perfume scents poured into the air and several other items were thrown into all corners of the room.

“Mama don't need to know people's business. Instead of being complicated, you better call Bibik and tell me to clean my room. I want to sleep about this. Tired wants to rest."

“But, mom needs an explanation. What's actually going on? Is there anyone who makes you angry?” Erika knows very well how Cassandra's personality is. His daughter could not be angry indistinctly if there was no cause.

“Mama don't interfere!” spray Cassandra with bulging eyes. “Just follow my request. Not a lot of cing-cong! I don't like it!” Cassandra accidentally nudges Erika's body when she comes out of her room.

Erika complaining small. Looked at the figure of Cassandra who was no longer visible. He sighed. I don't know what makes Cassandra so angry, but she believes that the problems faced by her daughter are a big problem.

Not wanting Cassandra to be disappointed, Erika did what her daughter told her to do. He ordered his ART to clean Cassandra's room as neat as ever.

***

The next day, Cassandra was ready to go to the hospital where she worked as a doctor. Unlike yesterday, Cassandra's mood has started to improve. The look of the woman's face looks bright as if she felt that nothing had ever happened to her, but yesterday she was so angry that she threw all the things scattered everywhere.

Cassandra is currently having breakfast with her parents. Cassandra had breakfast with a healthy menu that she used to eat, namely overnight oatmeal eaten with fruits.

Secretly, Cassandra glanced at Erika. There was a feeling of guilt lingering in him when he remembered he had been acting outrageously to the mama last night. But he refused to admit it. Selfishness has closed the eyes of his heart.

'Ah, bodo very, deh. Mama is also wrong because I most do not like someone to interfere in people's affairs, Cassandra's inner mind while feeding food into the mouth.

Instead of worrying about Erika, Cassandra should have thought more about her own fate because her men had been arrested by the police and thrown in jail. Cassandra is worried that her men will divulge that she is the mastermind behind Queensha's kidnapping.

'Stay positive thinking. I'm sure they won't open their mouths in front of the police, ' said Cassandra trying to convince herself. Actually, he was afraid that the police came and threw him into prison after his five men.

“Cassandra, how do you work? No problem, right in the hospital?” asked the father to break the silence. The silence between them made him feel bored.

“Hospital work is okay, Pa. No problem, kok.”

“Good then,” said Roni short.

“Ehm, by the way ...," said Mama suddenly made Cassandra immediately turn her gaze to her mother.

Seeing the look in Cassandra's piercing eyes, Erika stopped talking about what happened yesterday. Her husband was not at home when Cassandra suddenly rampaged to make her room crumble.

Erika does not want to complain to Roni about Cassandra's childish attitude. He was only worried about his daughter, who knew Cassandra had a very severe problem and needed someone's help. That's what they want to discuss when they have breakfast together.

“Oh yes, instead of Mama want Arisan ya?” cassandra said, deliberately diverting the subject.

“Hah? Arisan?” Erika immediately cengo because Cassandra suddenly talked about arisan.

“Yes, that's arisan. The one at Aunt Wardah's house. Mama used to take me, but I often couldn't come. Mumpung again free, I want to accompany Mama,” said Cassandra with a sweet smile decorating her face.

Mama knows that's not what Cassandra really wants to say. There was an implied impression from his words, that he should not offend what happened last night. Can berabe if the papa knows if he rages like a possessed person.

I forced myself to smile in front of everyone. "Ah, yes. Mom forgot about that. Yes, it will be noon after you shift accompany your mother to go to the park, but her meeting at the destination alone because the distance between the house of Aunt Wardah with your work place is quite close. Let's not go back and forth, it'll be exhausted."

Cassandra obeyed. "Okay, I'll tell you when I'm done."

The sound of the doorbell ringing. Everyone looks at each other. There are usually no guests visiting the house when they are having breakfast.

"Bik, please open the door. Try to check who is visiting this early in the morning," Erika told her house assistant.

"Good, Mom."

Bik Fatimah, Erika's domestic assistant immediately came forward to open the door. His eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw two men in polishing uniforms in front of his employer's house.

“What is Sister Cassandra at home?” asked one of the men in police uniform in a firm voice, without a smile at all decorating her face.

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