Mr. Mafia Trapped in Love Girl Tomboy
Part thirty five
“Dasar ja'lang do not know yourself.. It is satisfied you expel my beloved grandson, hah .. Could be, you poisoned his brain .. All this time I was silent not not to love your husband … But as a form of my affection for Alana, and it's not for your daughter …. ”
The tantrums of his wife were heard directly by his beloved son. The one who happened to be in the workspace after not being able to see Alana leaving the mansion.
“Mama, What-apain This.” Papa Alana was surprised by the arrival of his parents who suddenly rampaged and berated his wife. “What, Mama do?”
“You're bo'doh or blind, huh!” cut it with a high tone. “Two people you've always been proud of are nothing more than a bunch of trash. Look at my grandson coming out of the mansion with a big suitcase. While they feel happy because there is no longer a barrier to master you bo'doh.”
“Ma, Sarah is also your granddaughter. Why Mama never gave him affection like Alana.”
“Cih, until death I would not consider him as my grandson because his body does not flow blood from you. Still you love him? You it has blinded the false love of ja'lang it.”
The statement from Alana's biological grandmother made the mother of Sarah inflamed unacceptable when her daughter got a humiliation from in-laws who did not think it existed.
“If you want to be angry with me .. Just get angry directly in front of your husband it .. No need to cover your mask and your foul wits ..”.
“Yes, Ma. I understand you so much that I still haven't accepted my marriage this time. But don't call it that, Ma.”
“Then what name suits him do you think? A good woman won't take away rights not hers. He is more suitable to be called a ja'lang, an actor for having seized a used item, and my own son who has become trash!”
Everything Alana's grandmother said was true. And the beloved son could not defend his wife when he got insults and insults thrown by the mother who is the favorite grandmother of Alana.
“Now answer the question, Mama. Are you the one who kicked Alana out of this mansion, hm?”
“I didn't kick him out, Ma. He's the one who opted out on his own from mansion.” While looking down papa Alana without daring to look into the eyes of the glint of anger from his beloved mother.
Snorted in annoyance upon hearing the unreasonable reason from his own son. “Do you think I'll just believe it, huh!”
“Servant!”
Instantly the two young servants who looked so innocent. It was the spy of the Great Mistress. Surely they had a duty to watch over and monitor what his daughter had done, and also with those who made the great mistress hate her so much.
“Throw all that evidence for him!”
Without much objection, the two servants immediately provide evidence that shows that Alana had been subjected to psychic and mental torment from two people she had always been proud of.
“How can you still not believe the evidence, Mama showed this?”
“What is Alana complaining on, Mama?” The question was asked by Papa Alana.
“Hey, listen to me and your papa coming here just to see things, Alana. However, I don't think I should see how bo'dohnya an inappropriate you called Papa.”
“Already, Mama is fed up with the boo'dohan and blindness you make. Remember this carefully and keep it in your brain. I've come up with a date when I'll never bless your marriage this time. And until it happens with Alana, don't you ever think of this old woman as, your Mama. Understand!”
Then after that both Alana's grandparents left her son's mansion, after a deep disappointment.
However, the two did not realize Sarah's mother had been silent. Holding a great grudge for both of them, even with great ambition he planned to kill both in-laws. The other two parents of her husband.
A few months after the humiliation of the two people who hated him. Mama Sarah also made plans for the murder. The unexpected plans that he neatly arranged. It was read by Alana's grandfather's right hand. And of course the grandparents of Alana followed the game of a ja'lang.
Until they make fake death news to outwit the woman they so hate. And drove the two to meet an old friend, along with a cold man. Which is none other than his own.
Flashback off
“By the way what will we discuss now?”
The seagrass instantly froze after hearing the cold tone. Which comes from the voice of a leader in an organization with the nickname the general. Who can subvert his opponent in the dark world.
“Oh yes, until I forget why I invited you two to meet here because I wanted to ask for help. Especially, I want to ask for help through your son Jackson to look for the whereabouts of my daughter and granddaughter. You know that up until now the death of my daughter was still a mystery, and my wife was always convinced that our daughter was still alive. Either hide is where he is, completely lost in the swallow earth.” Alana's grandfather, who was always called the general, said that he still could not accept the death of his daughter, Angelika Austin Fernandes Xavier.
“So so, yes.”
“Do I need to use my right hand to help you find whereabouts, Lika?” ask Grandpa Arion while offering himself.
“Please if you want to help, and that doesn't mind you,” he replied by asking the iron. “Then how about you yourself. Who suddenly made fake death news, and shocked the public over the death of both of you.”
“Of course I was forced to do it because, at that time we were both following the ja'lang game. And gather all the fake DNA evidence. Even I have now found something that will make him regret later.”
“Don't tell me you've met the biological father of a child you don't consider a grandchild. Is my guess right?” sahut Grandpa Arion asked.
The grandfather of Alana who was the besan of papa Alana nodded quickly. He was very knowledgeable about the truth that had been hidden neatly by the ja'lang.
Even he and his beloved wife are very familiar and both agree to tell the mysterious man not to appear, before finding the existence of his beloved grandson.
“So, you asked Jackson for help because of this?”
“Of course, in the dark world that you once led now has changed generations led by your son.”
“You, wrong big, man. Now the leader is my favorite grandson, Arion Orlando Alexander Azkalezy. However, my son is still standing behind the scenes.”
