Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Caught

Lovyna was walking hastily in the hospital lobby, and even the mother of two walked quickly away from Nagara.

His two eyes continued to scan every door of the hospital room, looking for the number of the room currently occupied by Crystal. Lovyna managed to find the room she was looking for.

Without waiting for Nagara, the woman immediately went inside without permission. Both of his eyes flashed sharply at a young man who was bowed while holding one of Crystal's hands.

The beautiful girl is still unconscious, having finished undergoing surgery to remove the bullet projectile on her back, about 30 minutes ago.

Bugh!

Lovyna's sling bag hit the young man's back, and even the tattooed man immediately opened his eyes and looked up at him. It was very desirable for him to curse rudely, but when he saw who did that to him, he could only swallow the hard-earned salivary.

"Dare you lie to Mami, huh? who taught you to lie, Galaska?" lovyna said coldly to the son.

The Lady Nagara ruffled around her waist, right now that she was really upset with the Son, she was also annoyed at her husband who had helped Galaska lie. Three days ago Galaska gave her permission to stay at the workshop for a week, but it turned out to be a lie.

"I'm sorry, Mam," said Galaska's plan.

The syaiton-mouthed man looked down lethargic, he did not dare to look at the Mami. Her mother looks 10 times more creepy when angry, if Galaska can choose better he was angered by the Papi than his Mama.

"Beautiful Mami, are you in the same Gala, son?" Lovyna ignored Galaska's words. The woman preferred to get closer to Crystal, even Lovyna slightly removed Galaska's body from the chair, so she could sit there.

Lovyna was not aware of the son's other appearance, as Galaska only opened the imitation sideburns and pinched his hair, while his earrings and tattoos were still attached.

Galaska's gaze was fixed on the Papi, the two men of different ages were sighing violently. Their fate was the same, got the nagging of the great mistress and the same as feeling sick. Nagara had even died to hold a shrill voice in her ears and stomach, when Lovyna abused her at home, after getting this news from Alex.

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Cia looks like she's taken a bath, and she's drying her hair. Meanwhile, Alkan, the dimpled man looks to be packing his laptop. The task back piled up, it turns out that many couples who apply for marriage, although he did not go to the office today but the name of the task still goes.

When they reached the house, Mother Marwah had intercepted at the doorway. Like a mother who is waiting for her children to come home to play.

And now that Mother Marwah is not home, the middle-aged woman is helping Ms. RT cook at her home. He said there would be a small thanksgiving, to celebrate his son's graduation.

While in the room, Cia had finished drying her long hair. He walked towards the nightstand to pick up the phone, his forehead looked shriveled when he saw the chat message sent by the Mami.

Even Sang Mami sent him a picture, Cia covered her mouth in disbelief.

While Alkan, the dimpled man was reading one by one the name of the bride and groom carefully, his dark brown eyes were rounded when he saw one of the names of the bride on the list. A name that is not foreign to him, even the name of his mistress Alkan is known.

"Yasmine Alora Prayoga Binti Gentala Prayoga" muttered Alkan.

Even his murmur could still be heard by Cia, and it made the wife immediately turn to him.

"Will be married to Elvier Albarak Milles" he continued, not even realizing that Cia was already beside him.

"What, Mas?" tanya Cia did not believe.

"Isn't Yasmine your cousin? his son, Om Gentala?" ask Alkan, instead of answering Cia he instead gave a question to his wife.

Cia did not reply, the woman preferred to look directly at it. Both eyes are rounded, even his mouth is open when looking at the profile and fitting photos of the bride and groom.

"Oh, my God, the baby is getting married! same who?" peekik Cia could not believe it.

Madame Alkan immediately menzoom biodata prospective husband Yasmine, the woman berdaster blue is increasingly made to distrust.

"Oh my goodness Yas, why did you marry this model. He scandals a lot of crazy, already mah duitan eyes, arrogant exorbitant, arrogant, narcissistic as well. I was the same Kak Bell used to shake his head, just give the price that makes us rise in blood." Cia just keeps nagging.

Even quickly Cia compartmentalized her phone, I don't know who she'd call. Meanwhile, Alkan, the Mr. Penghulu, brought himself closer to the laptop, to continue his duties.

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