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Turns out Duda

Inside a luxurious room, which was dominated by the colors of ash and black. Two men, father and son, were sitting cross-legged on the couch. Both of them seemed silent, after one of them threw his goal coming into this room.

"How is Reygan, do you accept Papa's decision?" said the middle-aged man while tapping his wand on the floor of the hundreds of millions worth of marble. His green bead that was also passed down on the son before him, staring at each other, throwing cold glances at each other.

"Could Reygan reject Papa's decision?" a heavy voice greeted Rudi's eardrum. It felt piercing, as the answer also insinuated itself which no one could argue against.

Things like this are accustomed, Reygan Dos Santos, a Spanish man, has the status of a single widower since five years ago. Cold personality, has no feelings and always intimidates everyone around him, is the hallmark of this man.

This man is indeed interesting, often gets the nickname hot daddy to duren palm from people around him. With such a handsome face like a Greek god, everyone would be hypnotized when they met his eyes.

Rudi smiled grinningly, this son can always impress her. Sometimes proud because Reygan is always able to make big things, such as managing a company that has now reached its heyday. But the father of two children was also often irritated, by the nature of Reygan who always spoke coldly to him.

All this happened five years ago. Where Reygan's ex-wife is suing for divorce. It would certainly be a big blow to Reygan who loves his wife so much. But the woman sued for divorce and was willing to abandon herself and her then-son, just for the sake of another man.

From then on, every day was hell for Reygan. Reygan who is already cold, increasingly empty and empty since the departure of his ex-wife. Increasingly heartless and unrelenting to hurt others with his words.

"Are you not joking? You just take this match?" rudi was not sure.

Because for five years, Emma's grandmother, Reygan's grandmother on the side of his late wife, has often offered many women to marry Reygan. But Reygan, this widower doesn't even want to look at their photos. The man ignored him.

Reygan returned the gaze of Rudi who had lowered his head, very uncomfortable with the atmosphere.

"Doesn't Papa know what's best for me?" the voice jerks.

"Do what Papa wants, as long as it doesn't interfere with my life" he said.

Rudi raised both eyebrows, because this son was very difficult to guess. But Rudi did not take a headache, instead he was happy to turn out persuading his son was not as difficult as he had imagined before.

"alright. Decision agreed. Next week is your wedding." And it worked to stir up a Reygan so cold.

Rudi did not heed her surprise. The wand man painstakingly stood up, a second later throwing a photo on the table.

"Who knows you're curious about your future wife. And you don't have to worry, this girl is a good girl. Unlike your ex-wife who you love so much." she said intentionally, then began to step out of the room.

Reygan was still sitting glued, to his father's words.

"Next week?" she looked at the picture of a beautiful girl who was smiling sweetly.

Reygan seems not interested in the photo at all. The man stood up, walking away leaving the photo just like that.

***

One day before the wedding, Naina will be picked up from the orphanage and taken to the Dos Santos residence in the middle of the city.

"Mother, Naina go first huh." Naina told Arnita that morning. A shiny black car was already parked in the courtyard of the parlour, with a driver waiting for him.

"Yes Nak. When you get to tell me, I will." Arnita is full of grief, unwilling to let Naina go to the castle of hell.

Naina nodded, forcing her smile without wanting to show her sadness. "If there's anything at all, I have to inform Naina. Naina's still a mother's son, right?"

"Of course, baby." Arnita immediately hugged Naina tightly. This moment was different when Naina was sent to live independently. It was more stifling, like something was squeezing his heart. Afraid, Naina will never come back.

"Naina's daughter is forever" she said solemnly.

***

While in the residence of Dos Santos, the palace for dozens of people who live in this luxurious house, is being shocked by the arrival of a new son-in-law who has been predicted for the past week.

Both the servant and the other occupants, all of them took a hiding place to see the arrival of the girl.

This news has shocked all residents of the house since Rudi Dos Santos announced it. That Reygan Dos Santos, his only son, will release his title as duren palm, become a married man.

And the most exciting is the background of this prospective hostess, not from the upper class, but from the lower middle class. Of course they were very surprised. How could the future lady of Dos Santos come from these circles?

Everyone questions that. And they don't know yet, a very surprising fact. That the prospective hostess was an orphan who came from an orphanage, not clear background or ins and outs of his family.

As the car carrying Naina entered the grounds of the Dos Santos family's luxurious palace, everyone focused their gaze. A young girl, yes, according to them is decent for the upper class like their employer.

But what hurt the eyes the most was the appearance of the girl. A knee-length brown dress that was certainly unbranded, as well as black flatshoes that had already appeared worn out, was attached to the girl's body. Is this the look of a famous and respected Reygan wife candidate everywhere?

Naina stood right on the first step of the courtyard of the house. His face clearly could not hide the admiration for the beauty he had only seen for the first time.

His forehead creased, as a woman in a black and white uniform, came welcoming while bowing her head.

"Welcome, Madam. Come with me. Grand master Rudi was waiting." said the woman politely, not daring to look at Naina.

"Mistress?" reset Naina.

"Let's Madam" said the woman again, making Naina step on her feet, despite doubts.

It took fifteen meters for them, until Naina really set her foot into the palace which is really luxurious. For the second time, Naina was amazed.

Naina wakes up, following the woman, bringing her deeper into the mansion.

"Please Mistress." the woman stopped after opening the door for him.

Naina looks at the waiter, she hesitates to enter. But because the woman was silent, Naina finally entered.

One first step, Naina pecked as several pairs of eyes greeted her, giving a look that made Naina shudder in horror. The scornful look that was clearly aimed at him from those few pairs of eyes.

"Naina.." the baritone voice that sounded old called out to him, making his gaze diverted to the old man sitting on a single sofa. "Come son." ask for the voice.

Naina hesitated, even reluctant to approach those people. There was a fear in his heart. Because Naina doesn't know these people.

"Don't be afraid, son. Come here." said the old man.

Inevitably, Naina approached. When it was almost there, his body trembled even more, as several pairs of eyes shot at him sharply from head to toe.

"Sit here, son. Don'tbeafraid. We are your new family from now on." said Rudi, unknowingly shaking Naina's heart. The family? Recently someone called it family other than Risa.

Naina, according to Naina, took her place on an empty sofa, which was face to face with an old woman and a beautiful girl with a small child between them.

Not five seconds before Naina sat awkwardly, the old woman and the girl stood up.

"Mother, Sesil, where are you going?" Rudi stopped both.

"I wouldn't have a daughter-in-law like her!" said the woman, looking down at Naina.

"Secile too. Sesil would not have a sister-in-law like her. Shabby, dirty, ugly again." Really spicy sentence, able to stab Naina in the heart. "Something did not expect Papa to be able to make this woman Kak Reygan's wife."

"Secile!" sela Rudi's.

Sesil rolled his eyes lazily, "Udah Nek. Mending we get out of here. Sultry to know the same room as the next door." showed a look of disgust, without caring about Naina's heart which was very sick.

Emma, Rudi's mother-in-law, stares cynically at Naina before finally breezing out of the room.

Rudi closed his eyes, disgusted by the nature of his daughter and mother-in-law who always demeaned people from the lower classes.

"Naina, don't put it in the heart, son. Actually they are good, maybe they just do not know you" said Rudi calming Naina who looks pias.

Naina just sculpted, Rudi's speech certainly can not reduce her heartache. Just this time someone insulted him to such an extent.

"Naaina? You all right?" ask Rudi because Naina is still confused.

Naina realized, with full compulsion catapulted her smile, "Yes Master. I'm fine." he answered with complete confidence.

"Master? No Son. Don't call me that. From now on call me Papa."

"Papa?"

"really. Because you're getting married to my son Reygan. And this.." glanced at the boy who had not yet moved to follow his aunt and her oma. Choosing to stay, looked at Naina fiercely.

"Steve, the child-to-be, call you, Naina."

Whatts...

Naina's eyes widened. His eyes almost came out.

"A..what?"

"Steven.. let's greet your future Mama." pinta Rudi to the little boy.

But really unexpected. Steve squinted his eyes. It looks so haughty to a kid this small. "Basic poor!" he said sarcasm before he left.

"Steve!" rudi's voice grew to fill the room. But not one little boy ignored him.

"Naina. She definitely didn't know what she said just now" Rudi explained.

"Will I be married to a widower?" naina asked with trembling lips. His forehead shriveled deeply, signaling great shock at the fact he had just learned.

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