My Possessive Badboy's

The Disclosed Cover

"Father!" exclamation Maura.

The woman's body froze on the motorbike as the middle-aged man who had just stopped her, opened the full face helmet worn and approached the princess.

The woman was stunned. He thought that it was his second brother who followed him to this place. Because the motor used by the father is Noah's.

In addition, Barata and his second child did have a similar posture. From height to body shape. Who would recognize him if the man was also wearing the black leather jacket that his sister usually wears.

Maura didn't even think that Barata was the one who picked her up.

"Papa's Napa is here?" maura was confused as to how to react.

Right now, it was clearly the center of attention. Some people were glancing towards the boy and the father. The others were clearly whispering. Seemed to question what was going on.

"Who? I'm not a stranger to his face." Someone asked. Quite clearly caught Maura's sense of hearing.

"Kayak Mr. Barata. Not really?"

"Then anyway? So what the hell is he doing here? That girl's her son?"

"Maybe it's not the sugar baby."

"Woi, don't just talk! The fall of ntar is slander."

"Crazy, that hot daddy's dad. I also want to have Papa, like him."

Not only the adam, the women were also interested in talking about Barata. Even they are more excited and openly steal a glance.

If only in normal circumstances, Maura would have been proud of the father. Even though he is a three-child widower, he still looks young.

Unfortunately, this is not in normal condition. The whispers made Maura even more uncomfortable. Restlessly, he got off the bike and tried to ask for his understanding.

"Pa, Papa go home first yes," Maura pinta with a clear face.

He must immediately keep the papa away from the area because everyone's focus is now on them. Maura can't just avoid that. It could even be, his disguise would be revealed right now.

Who does not know Barata Dewa Bumantara. A famous lawyer who owns the most famous law firm in Jakarta. His face often appears in various media for the case he is dealing with.

Even the man thought not only of the moneyed clients, but also of the lower class. By meaning he does not hesitate to help the interests of the lower society involved in legal cases.

He is even not infrequently sharp upwards if it does find inequality of justice for the clients he is defending. No matter what the background of the person.

That is why his name is often talked about by many people. He is a lawyer who can not be underestimated its existence for law enforcement or people who like to play around for their own sake.

And, right now the man is in the middle of a wild racing game just to catch the boy who ran away from home.

"Why do you think Papa's here? You know, Papa didn't go out of the room. But he could run away from home.

That's it, you could have asked Papa to come home!" Barata's tone was not relaxed at all. Maura was confused as to what to do.

The woman looked panicked. He tried to stop the father who was scolding him. Even if it's not easy.

"Pa, we can't talk at home. Let Ara, finish this first. Plis," Maura whispered in a panicked tone.

Honestly, compared to being embarrassed, he actually does not want to be caught now by the organizers. The woman could not imagine, what sanctions would be given to Andara if the girl was caught asking others to replace her.

Most importantly, Maura did not want Mizar to know that he was the one who was fighting with the guy just a moment ago.

"You think Papa came here to defend you? Nothing, go home now!" barata is indisputable.

Maura was panicking. He really is the center of attention now. Some of them even started to approach them.

"Damn it," Maura muttered almost inaudibly.

He tried to push the father away from the arena immediately. At least do not let Mizar know the whereabouts of the man.

Be late. Because, from the opposite direction, Mizar began to approach towards them and immediately recognized the figure of Barata. Cutting the sentence Barata who just wanted to scold the princess just wayangnya.

Netra the man looked. Looking at the young man dressed was not much different from him. Black jeans, white sweatshirt, wrapped in a black leather jacket that is attached to the body.

"Mizar?" asked Barata hesitatingly. Capturing a bit of an unforgettable look on the young man.

"Yes, Om," replied Mizar as he reviewed the smile on his face. "Om Barata, what's the matter here?" the young man was astonished when he realized Papa Maura was in a place he shouldn't be.

However, before Barata could answer, Rendra and two other friends approached them. The young man asked Maura a.k.a Andara and Mizar alternately. Then turned to the figure of the middle-aged man before him.

"Night Om, Papa Andara?" asking the young man made Maura uneasy.

While Barata and Mizar looked astonished.

"Andara?" ask them simultaneously.

Faced with the same question from different people actually made Rendra frown. In contrast to Maura who was increasingly agitated in her place.

"Yes, it's Andara, right? Meaning Om, Andara's father," pointed Rendra to Maura who did not release or open the glass of his helmet.

"No, he's Mr. Barata. The famous lawyer. She has a daughter, but her name isn't Andara." Mizar gave an explanation. However, it makes Rendra and Barata look confused.

"Lo know, Zar? Means you know Andara, right?" Rendra still asked because he did not understand Mizar's words.

"Well, I do know Andara. He's a friend of my son's. But this one's my son, Maura. No, Andara," Barata said, pointing to the only woman among them.

Rendra is confused. While Mizar's face looked paled. He looked at the girl who had not spoken since his arrival.

"So, I mean Om, he's not Andara but Maura, son, Om?" tanya Rendra made a conclusion even though she did not understand the current situation.

The middle-aged man only nodded in response. The same is the case with Rendra who also does not understand the situation that is happening.

"Lo really, Maura?" Rendra asked Maura who did not also reveal her true identity.

If this was the case, how could Maura possibly lie? If the girl still insisted on saying that she was Andara, the papa would certainly be more angry. However, if he were to acknowledge as Maura, what about the fate of Andara?

The woman tried to think hard. In fact, he still did not find the right answer.

"Are you really, Ara?" This time, Mizar ventured to ask. In the hope that Maura will be provoked and show his true identity.

Even so, it was not as easy as he had imagined. Maura still insisted on silence.

"You're here pretending to be Andara?" The papa's question this time shook Maura's defense.

That girl can't lie any longer. With the last remaining determination, Maura took off the helmet and showed a face.

'Oh, adepin was in trouble tonight! What tomorrow, think later!' mura whispered a resolve.

The eyes of the woman looked regretful looking at the papa.

"Sorry, Pa," said the woman briefly.

Then turned towards Rendra who looked dumbfounded when he saw Maura's face for the first time. Of course, just this time he met a girl as beautiful as Maura. Natural beauty that is not made-up like most girls today.

"Heh, look what you are!" jolt Mizar to make the guy realize.

"Eh, sorry," whispered Rendra's distraction.

"Gue's sorry. As for today, I will take full responsibility." There was nothing Maura could say but that apology. Then, glance towards the papa.

"Papa, will permit Ara to be responsible for making a loss, right?" the woman asked a little scared.

Barata said nothing. However, through the look of the man's eyes, Maura knew, that the papa requires him to be responsible for the actions he has done.

'ie, bego! Why get caught now?!' he was angry in his heart.