NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTERS 16. QUARTET

If in the workspace Adhisty and Sade are planning something. Another thing, in the room young couple Cyra. Maghala accompanied Asha to sleep at midnight. He sat at the end of the bed.

"Don't worry. The door of our room, I have installed a restraint so that it can not be opened even using a spare key," said Ghala pointed at the door.

Dinner was just passed. They only eat light snacks available in the room because they no longer desire to chew heavy food.

Asha nodded, occasionally her tears still dripping. Highlight the sad eyes were not able to see the figure of the husband who was closing his eyes, and raised his face.

"Ghala, sorry. Thank you and don't hurt," Inner Asha saw the bruises on the face as well as the blisters on the knuckles.

Maghala's mind raged. He was very angry to see Asha treated like that. Surprisingly Adhisty did not defend his son at all.

Next morning.

Maghala is on strike for Cyra's family. Shouts, makian Alka and Adhisty who banged on the door of the room, he did not heed anymore. Ghala focuses on worshiping Asha.

"MOM! where's my breakfast!" alka shouted, kicking the door hard.

Brakes. Brakes. Brakes.

"BEBEGIG RICE FIELD! immediately," Alka joked, still faithfully trying to open the door of Maghala's room.

Dukes. Dukes. Dukes.

"Ghalas! out out! don't you need money for Asha's therapy? today's my son's schedule is check up" exclaimed Adhisty, shaking the door handle repeatedly.

Cclack. Cclack.

Asha was occasionally shocked at the rowdy and rude sounds they made. However, seeing Ghala just sitting quietly on the prayer mat, making Ashadiya also calm himself.

Minutes after the morning commotion had subsided, Ghala left the room to make Asha breakfast before her therapist arrived.

A Maid approached Ghala as Cyra's son-in-law headed for the kitchen. "Den, there's a message from the big madam" the middle-aged woman said, propping up a piece of paper.

Maghala read the message there. Adhisty asked him to deliver a package to the address he wrote. Her parents sent a message to the recipient.

Young Master Magenta headed for the dining table, he then slipped the paper under the parcel he meant. Ghala then continued to make breakfast for the two of them.

Asha's husband was so concentrated in the kitchen that his sweat was dripping. Ghala deliberately made a lot of menus that he would bring to the room, because he was still lazy to meet the Cyra family.

While passing through the dining room while carrying trays to the room, Maghala saw Asha's glass filled with drinking water on the dining table. She's astonished.

"Isn't Asha's glass in the room? how's it here?" maghala Gumam.

He thought he might have forgotten to bring the thing and the maid helped fill it. Ghala grabbed the tumbler and put it on top of the tray then continued on.

"Asha, eat and drink first" Maghala said as she was in their room.

The lady pointed at the glass on the sofa table, she had just had a drink.

"Who's this glass?" ask Ghala wonder.

"Me" answered Asha briefly.

"The couple?" maghala confirmed Asha's words.

Youngest daughter Cyra, nods. Maghala sat on the sofa to arrange Asha's food. Because he was thirsty from the kitchen, the drinking water was Ghala gulp to the toilet.

Geck. Geck.

"Den, the therapist's coming," the maid's voice from outside the room. Maghala got up, opened the door for the medic to enter.

"I'm going for a minute, Asha. There's them. Take your mother's seat, close by" Ghala said.

As usual, Asha nodded as Maghala walked out of the room. The white matic motor began to accelerate leaving the Mansion. Ringing his phone he did not ignore, he wanted to get to the destination quickly because his head suddenly dizzy.

Fifteen minutes later, after asking the residents twice, Ghala finally found the location.

The gate of the green tosca house was already open when Maghala arrived. He parked his motorbike in the garage, then knocked on the door.

Geck. Geck.

Suddenly Maghala's vision was twitching, the heart was beating fast, a sense of heat ran through the body and the sweat began to drip.

When a handsome man struggling with a foreign taste that began to be present was not necessarily. A woman's soft voice sounded.

"Maghala huh? let's go in first. You're such a prick, thirsty, aren't you?" said the host, grabbing Ghala's arm.

"L-yes. Here," Ghala handed over the parcel of Adhisty's latch. However, it was ignored by the woman.

The touch was like an electric shock radiating into Maghala's body. Even a handsome man seemed unable to control himself when the woman's soft caress intensely touched the skin.

Swabs, gentle whispers trigger a hotter reaction than before. Maghala painstakingly keeps her brain sane. He refused the treatment even though the body responded otherwise.

As the woman tried intensely to urge Maghala who was already half conscious and stomping. Suddenly. Glatracks. Prangs. The sound of things falling on the back of the house.

Ayu woman was disturbed, her heat action was delayed. The plume of smoke rising sent the host into a panic. He ignored his prey in the room for a moment.

When he returned, the handsome man who was at the edge of the sanity horn disappeared. The host panicked, contacting someone to tell him about the failure of his mission.

"Stupid! why did I escape, the room was equipped with a camera. You shouldn't have cared about any distractions. My men are watching around" said a man at the other end.

"I'm going on, my house is full of smoke and you're not coming to help. Where is your man! when I fought on my own, they just arrived, late! anyway I'm asking for a fee!!" the soldiers don't want to be blamed. The call was interrupted with a snitch accompanying.

Hearing of this failure, the man contacted his partner. Want to swear that the woman he hired, stupid, so the mission this time also collapsed.

"Why blame me? you're the executioner while I'm providing the place you want, right? my job is done. If he fails your business. I don't want to pay that woman's fee because the risk is on you" Adhisty replied.

"Tante don't be so happy dong. It's both of us's plans" Sade argued. Both are also angry with each other and each is not willing to pay for the services of the seductress.

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Hilmi bribes a maid to obtain information inside Cyra's residence. He wanted to protect his young master secretly. This morning, Hilmi suspected something. His call was not in the gubris so he followed Maghala.

He then throws smoke bombs of his creation to trick spies and sneak inside.

Maghala's appearance was a mess. Hilmi was forced to take her young master in such condition to the hospital for help.

"Tolooooooooooong" cried Hilmi when she just arrived in front of IGD. A couple of sisters helped get Maghala out of the car. Ghala was very chaotic, era-ngan, sighs exposed the morning air of the medical room.

"Young master, hang on, forgive me for being late," Hilmi said she could not bear to see the drug's reaction had worked so hard. The assistant's face was filled with anxiety, his hands shaking so much he panickedly watched Maghala be so tormented.

"The doctor gave his best. Please," please Hilmi while pushing Ghala's cage to the IGD. Assistant Janu, sitting restlessly in the corridor. Occasionally walk back and forth there. He was worried about the physical and heart condition of Maghala not strong resist the passionate and not channeled.

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