Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

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"Zidan only used his family, and that set you up at that time, Misya, Zidan's fiancee was his grandfather's choice. Misya wanted to frame Zidan, but Zidan's grandfather from her late father, Valent Xavier, foiled her plan, and made you and Zidan sleep together."

"Died waiting for the time of their destruction, Apo leave it to you to go back to Zidan or not?"

Marsha closes her phone after reading a message from her grandfather. Marsha pursed her lips, relaxed her shoulders indifferently, then sipped fresh orange juice.

"Whatever the reason Zidan is a weak man, I hate men who have no stand. We don't need a father like that, dear," he muttered to himself, looking down, rubbing his flat stomach.

He stared ahead, the scene that would be his vision every day in the future, a cattle ranch with thousands of hectares, containing thousands of healthy cows because it lived in the wild, not in a cage.

This farm was once a gift from her late grandmother Vivi to her mother. The farm has grown very fast thanks to the cleverness of his mother.

Currently he is casually using a beach chair, with his style as usual, from top to bottom all brandet goods. Boots, a typical beach rainbow dress complete with a hat, is indeed a bit strange style, probably congenital orok.

On the right not far from the place, there are two cooks who since morning have been busy making instant noodles messages, they look tense, and occasionally wipe the sweat that pours on their forehead, he said, because since then their artificial instant noodles nothing matches Marsha's tongue, and this has somehow been the packaging they make.

"Lo ngabisin budget doang know not usual, want how long you stay here? Until that baby brojol? You can spend money to eat cows, if you're nine months here."

Marsha looked up to see the face of a typical dressed young man who was on his waist beside her with a very unfriendly face.

He is Arvi Puma Pramudipta, Marvin's first son and daughter, who has for several years managed the Rose farm.

"Now the employees are more song-like than the boss," Marsha released pink glasses perched on her nose, "a mountain lion's horror, even though you're my cousin, I can fire you if you're this insolent. I've got the right job, don't take care of me, hus-hus," he's driving away like hens.

Puma looked away at the two chefs who were like working for free.

"Hey you guys," the two chefs turned to Puma, "rest. You will not be able to obey his will, because what he wants is not the taste of his noodles, but the taste that once existed."

Marsha glared with her mouth gaping, Puma expels her cockerel.

"Mountain lion, I haven't eaten in the morning, I'll sue you until my son is severely malnourished for lack of food, and all your work."

"Your child will be exposed to severe malnutrition because his crazy mother gave him unhealthy food" said Puma, who made Marsha speechless.

Because indeed every day Marsha's stomach can only be filled with insya noodles, because if filled with other foods, Marsha will take out everything she eats, and even then forced, because of the taste of the noodles that Marsha wants, Marsha wants, not the same as cooked by the father of the child it contains.

"Stop suggesting your desires, don't be stupid for love, she says, smart woman, but her brain isn't used to thinking logic."

Marsha snorted, descending from her throne, standing face to face with Puma.

"You said that because you haven't felt what I'm feeling yet, it's not because of love, nor do I know why this child doesn't want any other food, I swear you're a bucin, a wash of it when you meet a girl you like, just like that cow, that's it," he pointed it at the cow that had its nose pierced.

"No, I don't believe in love."

"It's a basic guy, now just say he does not believe in love, later if you already know what it's like to fall in love, his behavior can not be differentiated with ODeGeJe, anyways where maybe you can fall in love, the one who was met every day was just, mooo," Marsha imitated the sound of a cow, Marsha laughed very satisfied, then she walked into her room waving her hair back.

Marsha's room is made of unused coutainer, but make no mistake, the inside is like a star hotel.

Puma only smiled faintly at the behavior of her cousin who had disappeared in her room. Marsha still looks adorable even though ferociously more than a lioness.

Puma is not yet in love, but his love falls on the wrong woman, because he has to compete with men who are also part of his brother, and Puma does not want their family relationships to be destroyed if they know their feelings, even though the truth is, the feelings are not wrong and not forbidden.

Puma deliberately moved away because it had to remove the taste, and when the taste had disappeared, now even the woman came with a state of concern.

If Marsha has now started to calm down, different from Zidan. He must fight his family first.

And after yesterday his grandfather and mother were on the verge of destruction, today it is just a big news that surprised Nasyat and Naima.

A businessman they had not yet known contacted their legal counsel wanting to plant a high amount of stock in a coal mining cooperation with Misya and Burhan.

And the businessman wanted Zidan to come to this important meeting.

Zidan and Misya were both in the car at Naima's request, while the other one was a different car.

"I know you don't like me Zidan, and you love Marsha very much. But work together until we get married, I'm not going to forbid you from meeting and dating Marsha or anyone after we get married, and vice versa." Misya makes an offer to Zidan next door who focuses on the streets.

Zidan just smiled sneering "For the sake of family cooperation? I'm sorry I can't."

"Keep you want to fight your grandfather?" Zidan just slicked his shoulders "meaning you put Marsha in danger, your grandfather is like a cold-blooded mafia, I'm doing all this for papa and company. So make everything go how it should."

"You are a dangerous woman, and you are a cold-blooded woman, your attitude that makes people not understand what kind of man you are Missya. You vilified Grandpa in front of his granddaughter, you realize that no matter how bad he was, he was still my grandfather. So keep your talk, you're using grandpa."

Misya bit her lip, she misspoke.

"I'm just a kid who wants happiness for Zidan's parents, not much different from you who originally wanted revenge on Marsha and her family, that's what I did."

Zidan no longer responds, he wants everything to end quickly and regardless of his grandfather, he must immediately search for Marsha's whereabouts.

In his car, Naima becomes unsettled, a businessman wants to meet in person with his son.

"What's wrong?" whispered Nasyat realized Naima was agitated. The two of them sat in the back, and Burhan was in the front.

"I feel suspicious Pa, who wants to invest suddenly when we are shaken by bankruptcy, and when other entrepreneurs resign."

"Don't worry, they don't know who they're messing with?"

"Are they Mahardika? They kind of want Zidan, let alone hide his identity."

Nasyat looked to breathe. "You take it easy, leave it all to Papa."

Naima nodded, pulled away sitting in the corner of the door staring out the window, trying to calm her mind, but she still could not hide her anxiety.

Their steps entered the building owned by Nasyat. The employees who were lazing because of the company's bankruptcy were immediately running to their respective cubicles.

In the meeting room, the company's legal counsel and its staff have been gathered.

At that long table, Nasyat was sitting in the middle among others, Zidan and Naima were sitting by his right side, Misya and Burhan were sitting on his left side.

"Where are they?" Nasyat whispered to his assistant.

"They just got to sir." Nasyat.

Five minutes later, the door of the meeting opened. Nasyat and Naima stood up as they looked at the face of the old man sitting in a wheelchair with a smile.

"How are you, my daughter-in-law? Long time no see."