Not the Son of the Prostitute

Gift Delivery

After getting off the car Arya directly hit the iron fence that is not locked and immediately ran into the yard of the house painted white. After Alex who was behind him who came running after Arya who looked hasty.

Bugh, bugh, bugh!

The action hit each other was happening up ahead. Haidar appeared to fall down several times, but managed to get up and give a reply to a blow towards Sandi.

"Akhh ...!!" Sandi groaned in pain after Haidar dealt another blow, until he lay on the ground with injuries on his body.

"Haidar, you're okay, right?" Arya arrived right beside her son with a breath still hunting. He glanced there, towards the young man who was currently sitting on the floor with pain.

"Dad ...?" Haidar seemed surprised by the sudden arrival of his father. How does the man know of his whereabouts?

"You okay?"

"Om ...?" Haidar was also made to gawk with the arrival of Alex who participated with his father. "What are you guys doing here for?"

"Stupid! Why are you still asking why we're here?" The silly question was answered by his father. "Why don't you ask Dad for his approval first?"

"Ck, now look among us who's really a coward!" said the man who was still sitting with wounds all over his body. Sandi seemed to smile mockingly at the arrival of the two men in front of her.

"Close your mouth! I can't let my son meet a prankster like you alone!" Arya immediately threw a sharp glare at Sandi. As a father, he did not want anything bad to happen to his son.

"Are you afraid I'm trying to eliminate him again?" point the Password at the young man in front of him. Haidar seemed to clench his hands when he remembered the tragic events that had happened to him at that time.

"I won't let you do it again!" Alex is speaking now. The man has contacted the police and will probably be here soon.

"I have nothing to do with you! So, hush! Don't interfere!" Sandi replied to him with a very slender speech.

"But now it's my business too because you have disturbed the peace of the Pratama Family!" Alex replied with no less fierce. He was surprised to see the man's attitude that seemed calm, even though the iron bars were ready to wait.

"I've never been afraid of your threats, Sir! Absolutely not!"

Alex nodded slowly. What kind of criminal is he currently dealing with?

"You sure you're not afraid? Even soon the police will come to arrest you!" Alex deliberately posed little threat to the young man, wanting to see what his reaction would be like as he called the police by name.

"Of course, I'd be happy to welcome him!"

Fuck, crazy!

Sandi chuckled. Next to her hand moved rubbing the tip of her torn lips and spitting out a hint of blood.

"Leave it, Lex! Why would you waste your energy serving such an insane boy!" Arya who had just listened to felt that there was something strange about the attitude of the young man ahead. But never mind, Arya doesn't care. What matters is that soon the police will come and take him.

Sure enough, after a few minutes passed came three policemen to the house. Arya gives her testimony before the policemen take Sandi away.

"Next time don't act alone! We never know what dangers are waiting for!"

While at the residence of Aditama–Kia was smiling herself after getting a bouquet of flowers from a courier who had just delivered. The girl immediately kissed him, hugged him incessantly and intended to take him into the room.

"Yes, Ma." The girl smiled as she showed the bouquet of flowers towards the mother.

"What a beautiful flower" murmured Airin slowly.

"What's that from Haidar again?" tanya Airin.

"Who, Ma, from whom else?" the girl answered with great certainty. Kia looks very proud every showing off the gift of the prospective fiancee.

"Thank God that Haidar's attitude is better for you. Mama's sure that slowly Haidar will also like you." Although still a little doubtful, Airin tried to please his daughter. He followed the steps of the girl who slowly climbed the stairs. And as Kia pushes through the door of her room, Airin is shocked by the girl's room appearance.

"Gosh, where are these things from? Why so much?" Airin was confused to calculate how many bouquets of flowers and dolls were lined up neatly in Kia's room. All all pink–Kia's favorite colors.

"This is all from Haidar?" Examined again. Airin checked one by one the business cards on the gifts.

Beautiful flowers for the most beautiful girl.

Hope you like it, dear ...

Beautiful, have a nice day.

That's the average speech in each of those posts. But strangely why did Haidar never write his own name? Is he ashamed?

"Why does my mom still ask? Of course this is given by Brother Haidar, Ma!" I was sure the girl answered again. Finally, lately Airin has often caught Kia who gets a gift delivery. But, he did not expect it to be that much, until it almost filled part of his room.

"I'm happy, Ma, finally Brother Haidar can feel my sincerity." The girl clasped her mother's hand full of. His struggle all this time for Haidar finally bear sweet fruit. Kia did not expect that Haidar would be this romantic by giving him many gifts every day.

"Later on, Kia, Mama want to give you a look at these gifts same Aunt Rengganis well?" Airin took the phone out of his pocket and prepared to take pictures from several sides.

"Eh, what's it doing, Ma? Kia's embarrassed." The girl tried to refuse him. The yes period of all the gifts must be shown to his future father-in-law as well.

"Shame Why? Aunt Rengganis would love to see this!" Airin still took the picture even though Kia tried to reject it.

After getting some good pictures, Airin immediately sent them to the woman.

The tring!

Rengganis' phone appears to vibrate featuring a new notification from Airin. The woman grabbed him quickly, put down the magazine he was holding, then focused on the message he had just received.

The woman's forehead frowned slightly as she opened one by one the images that had just entered in the green application. Pictures of several bouquets of flowers and large dolls are lined up neatly in a pink room.

Rengganis continued to scroll to the last picture, then read the caption written by the woman.

"This is all a delivery from Haidar to Kia," the sound of the message instantly made both Rengganis eyes widen in splinter. He was happy if it was all his son's gift. But the thing is, is it really Haidar who sent? While yesterday the man clearly admitted that he had liked another girl.

So, who actually sent those gifts?