Not the Son of the Prostitute

Quarrelling

"you really want to know?" tanya Haidar repeated her question back. The car began to pull over slowly towards the towering black-colored gate in front there.

Mutia nodded steadily. He looked seriously at the man sitting at the wheel of the car.

"Five billion!"

Just as the car stopped in front of the gate of Kia's house. The girl was seen waiting while glancing several times towards the street in front of her house.

"Five billion!" Mutia shrieked loudly. Both hands while smothering his own mouth.

"Sir ...!" There was no sound of calls from out there.

Mutia hurriedly removed the seatbelt and moved quickly to the back bench.

"www ....!" Mutia again felt the pain of the forehead clashing on the roof of the car when forced to pass through the sidelines of a narrow chair. He tried to hold back, Mutia did not want to until the girl out there was thinking all kinds.

"Why is it so long?" Kia approached the car that was open glass in the steering wheel with her face in a dour bend. More than half an hour ago, he was waiting for the man to arrive.

"Yes, sorry. It jammed a little." Haidar glanced at the bench next to him that was already empty. "Do I need to say goodbye first?" What Haidar meant was to ask permission from Kia's parents.

"No need! I told you I wanted to go with Brother!" Although upset Kia still walked around in a direction, he opened the side door and then sat on the bench next to the steering wheel.

"Lho, you're not Mutia?" Kia seemed surprised to see the presence of her best friend who was in the car first. "Did you pick him up so late to come here?" His words were a little unpleasant.

Mutia realized that. To be honest he also felt bad himself being among them. But it was the man who forced her to stay.

"This has nothing to do with Mutia. It was a bit stuck on the road!" The car has returned. The streets of an increasingly crowded city.

"What's that, Mutia?" Kia looked back. Ask for answers to the girl sitting alone.

"I–iya." Being forced to lie instead of making things more complicated.

"Oh ...."

The three opted for silence and no more chatter during the trip to the jewelry store. Mutia felt very guilty for being forced to lie to Kia. While Haidar, I don't know ...

The man looks very relaxed. As if not feeling the slightest sin with his future fiancee.

Now the three of them had arrived at a fairly crowded jewelry store. There are also various models of jewelry with various forms.

Kia sparkled happily staring one by one the jewelry models in front of her. Choose and choose again until it does not feel they have spent almost an hour in the store.

"Sister, I'm going to the toilet for a second!" pamit Kia after trying one of the ring models in the store.

"Let's go with me!" Mutia went up and tailed behind Kia, but the girl hurriedly prevented her. "No, Mutia. You wait here, huh? I didn't take long!"

Kia immediately stepped up quickly leaving Mutia and Haidar inside the jewelry store to find where the toilet was located.

While two humans of different sexes were still left there. Haidar grabbed his cell phone and played it to drive out the burnout. As for Mutia, the girl was at a loss as to what to do. He just sat down waiting for Kia to come back.

"Hi, poor man! Why is it here!" hina is a beautiful girl who just walked into the jewelry store. The girl in sexy clothes stepped closer to Mutia who was still sitting casually on the bench provided by the store owner.

"It's none of your business!"

"Oh, it's poor, arrogant again!" Kania smiled mockingly. Then the girl's gaze pointed at the man over there. "Is he your target candidate again?"

"You got anything else out of him?" Kania doesn't care about that. For him to see Mutia being with a man alone was already annoyed. Upset at being quick to get a replacement for Joseph, especially the man looks more handsome and rich.

Why are poor people in this fancy jewelry store? It was impossible if not to take advantage of the rich man next to him.

"Sorry, who are you?" Haidar chose to mediate the debate before things got longer.

Kania looks smiling looking at the handsome man in front of her. "Be careful, Sir. He's the son of an actor!"

"Hhhhh ...!" Haidar was only able to answer with his eyes wide open. "You mean what?"

"He's an actor, sir! So, you better be careful, be careful!"

Mutia herself did not care. He is already immune to the insults and insults that Kania often gives.

"Hehh, what are you talking about!" Suddenly Kia came as a helper goddess to Mutia. The girl had been very upset with Kania's behavior all this time.

"Hey, the plot's coming!" Kania increasingly smiled mockingly. Especially when two of his friends come and like giving support to him.

"It's polite of you!" pointed right at the girl's forehead.

"Udah Kia don't need to pay him!" Mutia hurriedly prevented it. He didn't want Kia to get involved just for defending him.

"You guys are suitable? Same ... stupid!" Kania deliberately said it very slowly and clearly.

Kia had no intention of interfering. But, because Kania's speech has been very outrageous then he can not stay still.

"Why? Not accept? You guys really fit in!" The girl in front was laughing. Until Kia completely lost her patience.

"Close your mouth! You don't have any manners for your own brother!" kia's screams made the man next to her listen with a confused look on his face.

"Sister?" the man whispered slowly. "So, are they brothers?"

"Oh, sorry. I have absolutely no interest in having a brother like him!"

"You ...!"

"What ... !!" Kania retaliates defiantly.

"Well, that's enough!" Mutia pulled Kia's hand and tried to stop the debate. But, too late, Kania's hand had already swung and hit right on Mutia's face.

Plaque!

One slap landed perfectly on Mutia's left cheek. Girls can only grimace withstanding the immeasurable pain.

"You ...!" Kia's anger peaked when she saw her best friend in an wound before her own eyes. The girl came forward and grabbed Kania's strung hair and pulled it very tight.

"Akhhh ... shit!" The girl with the hair was screaming in pain. There were even a few strands of hair that were plucked out of place.

"Kania, are you okay?" The two girls looked panicked. Want to help, but hesitated when he saw the bar-bar action of the girl in front of him.

"Stupid! Of course it hurts!" maki the girl rubbed her own head.

"You want more! Or, I need your hair mistress!"