My Possessive Rich Man

Manipulatively

Kriii.....

Bastian's cell phone rang, and the handsome man was in the steering wheel, observing a house he had observed frequently.

The eavesdropping device he had aimed at the one point where he was able to hear the voice of the person he wanted to recite.

There was a crack from the transparent glass that split apart after Aryan broke it. From there Bastian floated a tool similar to a drone but this is a small butterfly.

Bastian grabs his cell phone picking up the phone from the Master. "Hello."

📞 "Where are you?"

"Come home soon."

📞 "All right." Raden hung up the phone after saying that.

Gegas Bastian started the car engine and then took it, of course after pulling back his eavesdropping device.

There is no traffic jam, Bastian speeding, no one hour Bastian has arrived at the main house which is still boisterous with the invited guests.

His steps quickly up the stairs and towards Raden's room, Bastian glance at Abhimanyu and his minions are deliberating in the corner of the place, certainly about the good name of his son-in-law who should not be tarnished.

Alula will be the mother of Abhimanyu's first granddaughter, Alula must get her good name back.

After all, little does Abhimanyu know the story of Emelly's mother and Alula's father from the previous story and from Aryan's own confession yesterday-yesterday.

It's okay not to be descended from the conglomerate, Abhimanyu prefers Alula over Emelly's rich but chaotic origins.

Simply knowing the activities of Abhimanyu, Bastian extended a step and a look at the door of Raden's room, he entered it because the Lord had just told.

"Boss."

"Hmm?" Raden waited on the sofa, it seemed Alula had fallen asleep because she was not seen.

"Very shocking." Bastian sat on the sofa facing the Master.

"You mean?" Raden leaned over his body staring at the curious Bastian.

"Bang Aryan is the owner of the D-group companies." Bastian.

Raden. "You sure?"

"That's what happened all along." Bastian leaned back on his body. "I'm sure the young mistress is not yet aware of this fact, she and Emelly are one father, they're close brothers because they are from the same nasab." Evidently.

Bastian explained the matter that Emelly, Aryan experienced just now. So because of past trauma, Emelly did just that. Fear of marriage, always like a madman.

Raden dimmed his gaze. "I'm so sorry. But, in spite of all that, I am grateful to have Alula, grateful, it was Alula who was my bride at the time, if not so, not necessarily I could get married and hear of my little wife's pregnancy."

No one expected Raden to fall in love with Alula so soon.

"More me. Congratulations on the success of the Boss having a whole young mistress."

"Thank you." Raden smiling.

"Can I go home? There's something I need to take." Pamit Bastian's.

Raden rolled his eyeballs. "What else? Your lady's anklet?"

"It's not the boss's business."

"Hays." Bastian left the place.

Raden got up and went into the room where his wife was asleep. This spacious room is indeed divided into several bulkheads. Living room, dressing room, balcony, bathroom and bed.

Raden went into the blanket following his wife, peeked at Alula's cheeks and hugged her tightly from behind.

Alula was a picture of a beauty never imagined before that could be hers entirely.

Back Raden was not out of thought, Aryan could be as strong as it had a protective character, willing to live poor for the sake of his sisters who turned out not to be biological.

After all, if Raden does not continue the company, Arga does not want to because the bad boy only likes to read books, comics and play games.

Arga is not interested in the property business, Arga is more interested in application software development, Raden plans to help his brother to realize his dream.

Even the night waded to accompany the resting place while mankind, this chaotic wedding event let pass, replaced by a new atmosphere.

A cool morning began to air to welcome the opening of the netra. Alula woke up and the handsome face of her husband she first looked at.

Apparently last night Raden put himself to sleep after soaking in aromatherapy. Raden promised his mother's name would come back, so today Alula has nothing to worry about.

"Lula loves you Om." His whisper. For a moment he was silent looking at Raden's good looks with satisfaction.

He kissed slowly before he got up and entered the bathroom.

Alula prepared with her morning activities, bathing change clothes and so on, she opened the balcony door so that when Raden woke up there was fresh air entering, then walked towards the main door of his room.

Alula, dressed in teenage clothes her age, came down the stairs to the kitchen clean, although not good at cooking, but Alula wanted to help her mother-in-law prepare breakfast.

Although there were many servants, the children and Abhimanyu were familiar with Karlina's cooking. Karlina doesn't have to cook.

In the kitchen there is already Karlina and Lisya, tumben once according to Alula because in the past when Alula lived one Sunday here there was no Lisya in the kitchen early in the morning.

"Sugeng enjang." Alula interrupts with her Javanese language. Karlina smiled. "No need to be forced to speak Javanese dear."

"A little Buk." Alula grinned until she showed all her white teeth.

Alula looked at Lisya who was pouting, definitely because she was told to help Karlina cook. "For Aunt."

"Morning." Jitek Lisya without looking.

Alula stood by Lisya's side while wiping the dishes. While Karlina cuek with her cooking.

No interesting chat. Alula thought of something trying to do a prank, until she remembered it and pretended to glance in surprise at Lisya but her voice pressed down to slow down.

"Oh my goodness."

Sontak Lisya turned cynical. "What?"

Alula squinted her eyes. "Tante had a wrinkle on his face, it's a sign of premature aging" Alula gave a quick glance at Karlina.

"Look, I'm five heads but still young. Looks like I'm not a hard-thinking woman so stay young." Ticus.

"Do you know what a child is?" Lisya Sanggah.

Lisya did not like Alula because since there was Alula her husband was busy taking care of the child and her son, it was Lisya who seemed unattractive anymore to take care of.

Perhaps because of the saturation of Abhimanyu which gradually improved after the new activities. There will soon be a grandson.

"Yes, you know, Alula often learns about it. Auntie knows, why Romo is so young?"

Although not like it but Lisya was curious about what Alula said. He quietly listened.

"That's because marrying a younger Aunt, Romo sucked up all your energy that he made as an old antidote, so be careful, afraid that Auntie is getting older even though she is still young."

Lisya turned her head sullen but her gaze hinted that she believed in Alula's words.

"I'm so sorry why Aunt married an older Romo and had a child. Aunty-class beauties should get a younger and more handsome man." Alula manipulates.

"Aunty's face should be younger than Om Raden's, but look, there's been a lot of wrinkles on the face." Alula shook her head with piercing lips. "Ck, ck, ck, very dear." Said lirih.

What's with Lisya's feelings, why does it feel like Alula's words are so true.

She is beautiful and young, why do you want to be treated coldly by her husband?

Enough patience. Lisya was willing to protest at Abhimanyu who suddenly cooled down on him.