Not the Son of the Prostitute

Old Granny

"Oh my God, Mutia ...!!" Naila and the others looked surprised to see the girl's body had fallen down on the floor. Too cool to argue, so that since then none of them noticed how tortured Mutia was there.

"Muile ...!" Haidar also just ran away and barged into the room. But, the man hesitated as he wanted to lift the body, glancing at the man next to him.

"Mutia ...!!" Yudi quickly ran towards his daughter, carrying the girl's body and returning to the bed.

"Call the doctor, hurry!" then screams.

Naila immediately pressed a button near the bed and minutes later the doctor came with two nurses.

"Cih, spoiled! He must be acting!" the woman next to Yudi. Grandma Sri who had been silent since then could not hold back anymore. The woman immediately pulled the hand of the son and forced her out of the room,

Plaque!!

"Mother ..!!" Yudi and Laura squealed simultaneously as the wrinkled hand hit Yudi's cheek. "Why slap me?"

"You're still asking why Mom's hand slapped you?" granny Sri asked with sharp eyes. "Even I'd love to kill you!"

The woman looks emotional. He felt guilty educating Yudi to grow into a selfless man like that.

"Mr ..."

"Enough ..!" cut Granny Sri fast. He turned to look at Laura who was standing next to Yudi, "Educating your wife to have some manners!"

"What's my fault, Mom?" ask Laura. Although upset, he still respected the woman as his father-in-law.

"You still ask? You girls don't know themselves!"

Laura was seen clenching both of her hands. The woman nodded, reluctant to look there again. Old granny, watch out for you! lura hid her anger.

"Look, Jud, your mother never liked me!" Laura put on a face. It was as if he was the son-in-law the mother of the man never expected.

"Basic, women don't know themselves! It's worth it that Yudi changed, it must be because you ate your seduction, right?" Grandma Sri was sure if all this time Yudi was under the control of the demonic woman. Potatoes rich can arbitrarily arrange the husband.

"Mom, already. This has nothing to do with Laura." Yes, Yudi instead defended his wife. The woman pulled the corner of her lips to form a small arch. Feel you old Grandma! inner cheering.

"You better take your wife home. I don't want the atmosphere to heat up because of its existence."

"Damn!" Laura nodded slowly.

"good. Then ..." Yudi reached into something from his clothing pocket. The man pulled out a brown envelope that was directly thrust right in front of the mother. "Please drop this, ma'am. Hopefully enough for Mutia's hospital costs."

"What the fuck are you, Jud!" Laura snatched the brown envelope quickly before Grandma Sri managed to retrieve it.

"Laura, return! That's for Mutia's hospital fee!" Yudi took it forcibly, but the woman was so clever that Yudi could not take it anymore.

"It has. We don't need that money!" granny Sri said quickly. He never imagined he would have such a stingy daughter-in-law like Laura. "In addition, the entire cost of Mutia's hospital has been borne by Mr. Arya," explained the woman again.

"Maybe he's Naila's mistress!" Laura suddenly spoke again. She always vilified Naila in front of anyone.

"Shut your mouth!" point Grandma Sri right in front of Laura's face. "Naila's not that kind of woman!" The woman's chest had gone up and down holding back the anger that had been stored up since.

"Who then, Mom? There can't be a man who gives free help if he doesn't have a specific purpose?"

"You have no right to speak like that. You should have thanked him. If it wasn't for Mr. Arya's help, maybe Mutia would have been ..." Grandma Sri was unable to continue her words. Even imagining it is horrible.

"What do you mean by mother?" Yudi still did not understand what Mutia had to do with a man named Arya. Which Arya did her mother mention?

"Udah, Yud, what a waste of time! We better get home!" That girl is so annoying. If only she could not remember her son's current wife, perhaps Grandma Sri would have stuffed her brazen mouth.

"Give me that envelope first, Laura! I want to give it to Mom!" yudi's orders again.

The woman rolled her eyes both lazy. Laura thought Yudi had forgotten about the brown envelope. The man still remembers it.

"Remember, Yud, this is my money! The company you are leading right now belongs to my family!" the woman reminded her position.

"So, now you're bringing it up? You broke a promise we agreed to, Laura?!" Yudi felt he had no pride at all when Laura brought up the company's problems that he had long managed. Though they had made a deal before Yudi finally wanted to continue the business of Laura's parents who were almost bankrupt.

"You feel like you own that company now? And I .... was just made your henchman?"

Laura looks flabby. Actually, he said it accidentally. But, Laura was only unwilling if Yudi gave the money to the Naila family.

"Mutia is also my daughter, Laura! I also have the right to give her whatever she needs!" yudi clearly with a serious face. Maybe he doesn't care if Laura hates his ex-wife. But with Mutia? Nah! Although sometimes he himself felt useless all this time.

Ck, I should have taken Papa's advice at that time to move to Paris. So, I don't have to face this kind of situation! Laura regretted her own decision.

"Here, give!" Seeing Laura silent, Yudi had a chance to snatch the envelope.

Laura could do nothing but let it go. After all, the money was nothing compared to Yudi's hard work so far. Perhaps nothing compared to the rations he received each month.

"Mom, please take this." Yudi grabbed her mother's hand, forcing her to accept her small gift.

"Mom told you you didn't have to do this, Jud! We don't want to be pityed at all!" Grandma Sri just doesn't want Laura to talk that no-no out there.

"Trust me, Mom, this is nothing. It's just a little bit of my–'s responsibility to Mutia."

"alright. But ... In the future I don't want to hear any gossip about this little money. Especially to hear your wife accuse Naila of memorizing your money!"

Yudi. From a distance, two men were walking closer to them. The two men were still dressed in office.

Yudi narrowed his eyes, remembering where he had met before with one of the men.

"Tu–an Aryan? What did you mean by that was Mr Arya? Arya Pratama, right?"