Not the Son of the Prostitute

Disintegrate

Haidar immediately ran after hearing Nina's explanation about the quarrel of the two girls downstairs.Discerned about her work that was still piling up, Haidar was forced to leave her alone.

"Oh my God .. What really happened?" Along the way to the ground floor Haidar continued to try to calm himself that nothing would happen with Mutia, but instead the worry continued to envelop the man's mind.

"Kia ... What do you really want?" Named the name of the girl who a few weeks ago once filled her days.

After reaching the bottom floor, the fight was still going on. There were even some people who tried to provoke it instead of running it until Haidar was forced to shout for them to get away from the place.

"Surge! Get rid of you!" His body broke through the crowd of people who were watching the scene.

"Muile ...! Krs ..! What are you doing!" the man shouted breaking up the commotion. The two girls ignored him, they were still engaged in mutual retaliation against each other.

"Enough, stop! Oh my God ... How is this?

Haidar said he was upset why so many people, none of them wanted to separate him.

"Satpams! Where is he!" Why is it that when things like this security guards suddenly disappear?

"Eh, sir, sorry .. I was ..."

"Please help separate them, sir!" Haidar immediately told the security guard to repel Kia who was about to attack Mutia again, while Haidar hugged Mutia's waist from behind and kept the girl away so as not to return to attack.

"Take me off, sir! I have to teach you the same insolent girl!" Mutia tried to break away, rebelling until Haidar was a little defeated.

"Take me off too, sir! I want to teach you a lesson from that selfless girl!" Now Kia's voice is heard. The girl also tried to escape the handrails of the security guard who pulled her from the fighting area earlier.

"You're a brash!"

"You're cheap!"

The two reply to each other with swear words. Mutia and Kia were both unwilling to budge.

"Is this how your parents taught you manners? Damn, shame!" tejek Kia's.

"Close your mouth! Don't ever bring my parents back! Or, I'll break your tongue!" Mutia's threat is terrible. But, strangely Kia had absolutely no fear, the girl just chuckled at hearing it.

"You're the one who should shut up! Your place isn't here cheap girl!"

"Enough! Why are you guys like this?!"

"Kia, enough! Don't exaggerate!" Haidar tried to mediate. Although he was slightly disturbed by Kia's speech that felt very hurtful.

"So, now your brother is him! Brother chose him better than me?" kia asked with her eyes starting to glaze over.

"It's not a matter of me defending you or not, Kia. But, please .. control yourself." Then Haidar's gaze turned to the girl in his arms. "You're okay, right?"

"I'm fine, sir." Although his words were not the same as the state of the girl's body which was filled with scratches due to the fight earlier. They're starting to calm down. People have also been asked to disperse.

"Is this sick? Ah, I'm sorry this is so painful?" Blowing the wound on Mutia's face.

Unconsciously the attention made the heart of the girl in front there crumble into pieces. Kia felt that there was no meaning in the eyes of the man anymore. Even when he was injured, Haidar did not care at all and was even more worried about Mutia.

"Sir ... You care more about him?" The girl's tears had already flowed into the river. Kia saw for herself how Haidar cared so much about Mutia. Things he never got from that guy.

Why me? Why did I suddenly go wild like that?! Mutia only regained consciousness after the fight was over. How could he bravely avenge all Kia's treatment of him.

"Don't you exasperate me?" Kia grew sobbing hearing the expulsion that Haidar gave her. "Did he mean so much to you?" asked Kia with restraint.

"Sir .. I'd better go home. I'm fine." Mutia tidied up a bit of her appearance, then stepped hurriedly to leave them.

"Mutia .. wait!" Haidar instead chased after Mutia and ignored Kia's existence. The girl just stared and really could not believe what she had just witnessed before her own eyes.

"Wait, Mutia." Haidar blocked Mutia's hand and held back the girl's footsteps. "You'd better go home with me."

"No need, Sir. You better deliver Kia. I can go home by myself."

"Do you want to go home like this?" Pointing to the girl's extremely messy appearance. Hair and clothing that are almost out of shape.

"A–aku ....?"

"Here you go, let's take you home." Haidar immediately pulled Mutia's hand and took the girl to walk towards the car parked in front of there.

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"You think I'll be sorry and let you live happily? Nope! I'm gonna grab what's supposed to be mine!" Kia rubbed the remaining tears on the cheeks. The girl was seen clenching both hands with her chest that was still a deflated flower.

"He's Azkia Aditama, right? Mr Haidar's ex-lover?" whisper someone new coming from inside.

"What's the matter with Mutia? I heard that they fought until they fought." asked the others.

"They took Mr. Haidar."

"Hahhh, really?!

"Hehhh, what are you guys talking about?!" Kia glared at the three women who were walking side by side. The girl did not accept if later her quarrel with Mutia to become a rumor that continues to be talked about in the office.

"Ti–no! We didn't say anything." Choosing to run away, the three avoided the occurrence of a larger problem.

"Basic lack of work!" The girl was upset. Kia fixed his appearance that was messy due to the fight, then intended to go to a parked car not far from the place.

"Ashkiah ...!" The baritone's voice sounded right behind him. Kia instantly froze realizing who the owner of the voice was.

"Dad ...?" whispered Kia slowly. The girl fingered her nape which suddenly felt cramped. "Who's dad here?"

"Why? Shocked you here?" ask the man with comfort. Alex stared at the appearance of his only puppet princess who looked disheveled.

Why is your nature so similar to yours, son? Alex just shook his head slowly realizing Kia's nature is not much different from the mother, likes to make a scene.

"Well, I can clear it! A–aku Actually ..." Confused about choosing words. What to say if he had just fought with Mutia to become the object of free spectacle?

Nope! Dad will be angry. But if you lie, will you believe it?

"What?" alex asked, still waiting for the girl's explanation.

"Actually my a– runs out .."

"Go home!!" the father suddenly said.

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