My Possessive Rich Man

B u k t i

The cry of a baby boy sounded deafening, not that noisy, everyone just smiled happily.

The atmosphere of the earthquake accompanied every pull of the crown prince's voice. Karlina was holding the tiny body of a newborn baby. Even everyone sat by his side.

After nearly an hour of good looks, Raden was able to develop a sweet smile when the beauty looks in his retina.

Kaesang Narendra Wardhana is the name Raden chooses to accompany every pulse of his son.

There is something that doctors can not diagnose today, just at the newborn Kaesang did not immediately cry.

At the moment the doctor is still thinking positively, but Kaesang is still in the surveillance stage. Hard clashes that occur more make the doctor a little overthinking.

Whatever the doctor will do because Raden always wants the best for the first son of his beloved wife.

Alula herself has been moved to her VVIP room, the most expensive room in this hospital will be a place of recovery for approximately one week.

A few hours after the operation, Alula did need to remain lying down and resting in bed. This is important to do so that Alula's energy recovers, while waiting for the effects of drugs to decrease.

However, about 12-24 hours after surgery or when it is felt strong, Alula can get out of bed or walk around the hospital room.

Aryan smiled gently rubbing the top of his beloved sister's head. Unexpectedly, the little girl he followed her growth had already become a mother.

The cute girl had already transformed into a woman who was forced to grow up.

"Sister Brother has become a great woman." Praise Aryan.

"You're now a mother and I'm her Om." Nakula pinched the smooth cheeks of her brother who was crying happily.

"I'm Auntie dong." Sambar Ayu, that sweet girl has just arrived. Her hands hugged Alula but her eyes glanced at Nakula who was also staring at her stiffly.

Do not be surprised, among them there is often eye contact, because they happen to be one major, namely economics.

Nakula wants to be an office man like men in general and Ayu has to take part in his father's office which is led by his brother.

Their beautiful faces became the reason for both of them to feel at home throwing gazes at each other even without a greeting smile. Nakula is cold when with others. Ayu nodded not even he ignored.

While Karlina was still with Eyang reciting prayers for Kaesang in a special room. Raden had just arrived at his wife's VVIP room, taking over Ayu's seat to sit next to Alula.

"Darling, you move aside, already want morning, mendingan you same Nakula home, tomorrow is not your college?" Raden looked at Ayu and Nakula alternately.

"Yes, Ayu's in the morning lecture." Sahut Ayu and Nakula were silent. But they were one lecturer, so Nakula certainly had a morning lecture.

"You go home, let Lula be the same." Raden's word approved by Aryan.

Nakula kissed Alula. "I'm home, you're fine here." His words were answered with a nod of Alula's head. He left after saying goodbye to Aryan and Raden.

Ayu followed the farewell and chased after Nakula who had come out first. "Signs,"

"Well." yeah." Nakula looked over without stopping her steps. "Why?" Ask.

"May I ride your bike?" Ayu scowled as she tilted her head looking at the indifferent Nakula.

"Is it okay?"

"meaning?"

"You got on the bike, didn't you catch a cold?"

Ayu grimaced a little hearing the question from Nakula. "I've never been on a bike, but I wonder what it's like to ride a bike." Said honest.

"Better not." Nakula widened his smile and glanced at a glance then accelerated his pace.

While Ayu was silent, she cut her lips and stopped her steps, letting Nakula go just ahead of her.

He knew Nakula deliberately avoided because she was too pretentious. Maybe Nakula ilfil on a bar-bar girl like her.

Simultaneously, Bastian entered Alula's room with a stroke of panic.

"Am I left out of the news?"

"Sorry Boss."

Raden stood up then stepped out of the room. "Follow me, I have something to talk about!" His word.

Bastian nodded despite something strange about the Master. "OK." Sluggishly.

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In the corner where Abhimanyu was organizing his people to hold a birthday celebration of the first grandchild.

Abhimanyu is enthusiastic, all events must be in accordance with the wishes and traditions of the conglomerate's family. Raden just got it all done.

Clik...

The text message Abhimanyu received from one of his minions. Soon he opened up because from then on the feeling was not good enough about his second son.

📥 "From nine o'clock Young master Arga was at PrimeBB club with his friends, but now the young Master is at PrimeBB hotel which is not far from the bar."

Reading that, as soon as Abhimanyu's jaw hardened, his hands clenched tightly, the feeling was not good enough, just be aware that until the morning Arga came home, a slap greeted his smooth cheeks.

Already dare Arga drink maybe even play woman and take her to the hotel.

As long as Abhimanyu educated Raden, never had such high concerns as when he took care of Arga urgently.

Schools in America there is not a clever scholar, but even more do not know adab.

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In another building. Arga had entered the corridor of the suite room of the five-star hotel, to which Lisya went with Boy.

So apparently, after doing an auction with a fellow Arisan, Lisya chose Boy to spend the night.

Currently Arga can hear the conversation Lisya and Boy because deliberately listened to by Boy.

Arga had previously asked Boy not to turn off the call while with Lisya. The question that Boy asked was in accordance with Arga's wishes.

In between steps Arga heard a voice from the earphones in her ear. 📞 "Why should a beautiful and sexy aunt be lonely? Did Aunt's husband not notice?" Boy's voice sounded.

📞 "That's how, maybe he's bored of me." Lisya answered.

📞 "No way, because Aunt is very beautiful."

📞 "You could have."

There was a giggling laughter heard from across there. Looks like they were pinching because Boy let out a little sigh.

📞 "How long has Aunt been playing with a young man like me?"

Arga heard carefully and for a long time they were silent until finally Lisya's voice came back.

📞 "Aunty has a boyfriend of your age, but it's been a long time since now she's married to her fiance, our love can't be united because Aunt already has a husband, but lately, it's been, aunt's husband is indifferent, may already be too bored with Auntie." Lisya confessed.

📞 "It's a shame, even though Aunt is so sexy." Boy continued clucking in wonder.

📞 "Really? Don't I look old?"

📞 "Tante is very young."

📞 "Thank you." Both of them heard the sound of crisp laughter again.

Arga stopped the move, in the sense that enough had Arga collected evidence of the affair of his stepmother.

He turned off the call and stood fiddling with his phone, he had to send a text message to his friend.

📤 "Now it's up to Lo to be in another girl, I go home. Thanks for helping me, Boy."

📥 "Eokehhh together Kisanak."