My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Perpetrator

The night began to come, some gelatin has been printed, let stand for a while before being put in the refrigerator. This is his daily life, tomorrow before leaving for the factory he must bring gelatin to be entrusted to the stall.

"Not sleeping?" immanuel asked his forehead.

"One more hour, after this cold I'll sleep." Answer her.

"What are the advantages of making gelatin. Make this much at least 20 grand." Cibir Imanuel astonished.

"20 grand, enough to buy rice and vegetables." Reina let out a rough sigh, staring at Immanuel who was about to enter the room yawned a few times.

"Tomorrow can I borrow your bike? I want to meet someone" he said.

"Let me deliver! You'll run my bike!" resolutely Reina, was unable to trust the young man before her.

"Motor butut, just like the guy, I'm not going to run away! The motor in my house even costs billions of dollars, but I'm not arrogant!" Imanuel muttered considering Reina's old duck motorbike which was still nimble through the hills. Still stubborn and high-speed.

"Who knows, his name is also human. It's been so dark eyes." Reina shook her head in astonishment, staring at Immanuel who had entered the room.

*

As usual, the breakfast menu is only rice, vegetables and tofu. Immanuel himself ate the bread he bought in the shop. Not satisfied is the taste, in contrast to the sandwich he usually eats as breakfast. But this is the safest hiding place, before knowing the real situation.

His eyes looked around, staring at the plastic box and the neat-looking Elie. Unlike the children in this village who are less maintained, wearing shabby clothes or a button-down t-shirt, playing with makeshift toys, but not Elie, the child looks from the middle class. Not expensive clothes, but clean.

Maybe this is the reason Reina always looks deficient even though she has been looking for additional, the reason is a child.

"Later 5pm I'm home. You should be ready, let me drive you. The cost is the same as the base motorcycle taxi driver, so I don't lose because I can't make it tonight." Reina drank the water, explained to Immanuel.

"I understand!" the answer was to the woman who was already wearing the factory uniform. He was silent for a moment, remembering the incident yesterday when he was hugged from behind. What's up with him? Quickly slapping her own cheeks, unable to be a playboy, Nadila was already waiting for her at home.

The man who clenched his hands, then sighed. Imagine if Nadila was sobbing in bed waiting for her return.

Two people were slowly smiling to themselves at the dining table. Immanuel and Reina.

"Why are you smiling to yourself?" ask Lastri to his son-in-law.

"Mother, can I get married again? I promise I will keep making mom, like my own real mother," Reina answered strongly considering Fujiko's proposal to approach Mr. Danu.

Immanuel who heard it immediately moved the chair away. Thought she was the one the widow was after. The young man who was afraid of Reina would do recklessly put something in his food or drink. Then do pervert to him.

Plaque!

The mother-in-law hit her head slowly."Don't be weird thinking about getting married again! What if I meet a cheating man? Not all men are as good as the late Rian."

"Yes, I'm sorry.but if the person is handsome, responsible, rich and kind is okay, right?" asked Reina chuckling.

Something that keeps Emmanuel away, handsome? Be responsible? Rich? And okay? That's the mark of him. Does mom like papa? Sorry wrong, do flirtatious widows like young masters?

"Don't come near!" immanuel's Warning.

Not realizing Reina was smiling to herself, imagining what if the widow met the widower. Will be able to exchange bed experiences. Unfortunately, my mom does not love me. It's just papa's imagination.

*

Now he is waiting for Reina's arrival in the factory side area. Until I pricked it, something strange was heard.

"Reina dared to approach the freezer pack (Andu)?"

"His name is also a widow, can't see a little clear widower,"

"But if the freezer sir wants, even if it's still a girl I'm ready. Already handsome, tajir, what is lacking. Especially about the bed, the widower is more experienced,"

Laugh at two factory workers, walk towards the parking area, then ride their bikes away.

So not himself? A GR sense that turns into disappointment. Wait, why be disappointed? It's good, isn't it? If Reina doesn't like Immanuel?

Until the woman is seen, walk towards the parking lot. However, a factory employee stops him, giving a used toy to Elie. Reina smiled, conversing with her co-workers. But Imanuel only saw it from afar.

"Sign of itching.." he murmured.

What is the status of a widow? If still a girl just talking to a man is considered normal. But if widowed, it will be considered tempting. But that is the fact, there is nothing wrong with the status of widows, only the assumption and perception of people who make the status is considered low.

Not long after, Reina walked towards her bike. Stare at a young man who is waiting.

"Let's go!" immanuel looks upset. I don't know what happened to that young master tsundere.

"Yes! Wear the helmet!" The woman's hand moved to put the helmet on Immanuel.

The young man swallowed his own saliva. Wh why? I don't know, this woman really sucks, even her secretary and Nadila are prettier. But acting flirtatious, making himself cringe.

Immanuel immediately put on his mask when the motor will go. He was the one riding the bike, while Reina was shaking hands with him. About an hour's drive away, the motorbike stopped at the office of Jovi's company.

Ask for help from her father-in-law? That's what he's gonna do. Sighing many times, Raka had indeed gone too far, planning her abduction. The only person who had the motive to kill him. The one who benefits the most at the moment is definitely Raka.

"You wait here!" his orders to Reina. The young man who walks in wearing his mask and hat. I don't want to meet people who want to get rid of it. Again, just in case.

While Reina was speechless, sighing violently decided to walk around.

*

Immanuel walked through several passages. Go up to the fifth floor directly to Jovi's room. It's been more than 6 o'clock he just hopes Jovi hasn't come home yet.

"We're in now?" ask someone, a voice known to Emmanuel. The voice of one of the thugs who was about to kidnap her.

His steps came to a halt, hiding in a corner of the hallway, staring at some men entering Jovi's room. Will Raka's men harm her future father-in-law? That's what's on his mind.

Immanuel walked quickly, trying to save his father-in-law. However, upon opening the door a strange statement sounded.

"Sir, Patra's body wasn't in the car. We were anxious, but the last trace we got. Maybe in three days we can confirm and arrest him,"

The words of the thug made Immanuel round his eyes. Uncle Patra is in their hands? What exactly is going on? This isn't Raka's doing?