Paid's Son-in-law

56. mampus

Yona, Katrin and Luna approach Hajar after they order a drink . Yona thrust the drink into Hajar's lips. And Hajar immediately distanced his lips.

Yona clucked," Just a little" he said.

"No" refused Hajar.

Yona moves to thrust her glass into Naomi's lips. Naomi also rejected him, Yona clucked then gulped down a little bit of the drink in her hand.

"Hey pretty!" a man approached Naomi.

Looking at the man standing in front of her, Naomi immediately froze and grabbed Hajar's hand.

"What's wrong?" tanya Hajar looked at Naomi.Naomi did not answer, she also pulled Hajar away from the man. Naomi's steps came to a halt, however, as the man blocked her path.

"Don't touch it!" snapped Hajar saw that the man's hand was about to touch Naomi's frightened face.

The man was a God, the man who took away the sanctity of Naomi. Somehow the man got out of jail?.

" Little mother-in-law" said Dewa grinning towards Hajar.

"Keep brengs*k, if you still want to be able to breathe air" Hajar threatened.

"Fear!" ringis the man without dampening his smile. He would not be afraid of those two beautiful and cute girls belonging to Chandra.

Infuriated, Hajar pulled the man's weapon, and immediately pulled Naomi running out of the Club.

"Aw!" The god grimaced in pain while holding his weapon."Look out for you" he said anxiously.

Up outside the Club, Hajar and Naomi are just as breathing. A man approached them.

"His car is parked there Miss Hajar" said the man pointing to the car that drove his employer's horse to the mall . The man is Oman Chandra's men who are in charge of looking after them.

"ah! Yes" Hajar also pulled Naomi into the car appointed by Oman.

Mucus! the Omani must have reported with Om Chandra, the inner Hajar leaned his body into the back of the rear passenger seat.

Mucus! Papa must not allow us to go out again for the road, Naomi's mind resigned.

They had already outwitted the bodyguards who were keeping an eye on them. Turns out Chandra's men can still find them.

After Oman got in the car. The driver who was sitting in the steering chair immediately drove his vehicle. They brought the two men home.

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"Bad!" geram Chandra while watching the vidio sent his men to Bryan's handphone.

"Why is he free?. Who set him free?" chandra's jaw hardened, seeing her daughter being bullied by the man who ruined her daughter's future.

"I'm going to get people to investigate, sir" Bryan said.

Chandra directed her gaze at Bryan's face."Can't you postpone your divorce with Naomi again?."

Bryan sighed, "sorry, sir."

Chandra sighed, but she couldn't force Bryan to remain Naomi's husband. Not only Bryan who was tormented later, but Naomi as well. And it could be that Bryan and Naomi hurt each other, because they had to.

But if Bryan divorces Naomi any time soon. Chandra fears that the gods will more freely disturb Naomi.

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Repeatedly Hajar noticed her appearance in front of the mirror of her dressing table. Starting from the clothes he wore, to the makeup on his face. And even Hajar noticed the watch, the necklace that was coiled around his neck. The bag that was on his back. Until the shoes that were stuck to his feet. Hajar makes sure everything has to be, Okay!. Last...

Hajar watched the ring on his ring finger, then kissed the little girl, telling her inwardly that he loved the man who pinned the ring to his finger.

"That's a long time"

Hearing Naomi's voice, Hajar immediately turned his body stepping towards Naomi with a sparkling face.

"What about my appearance?" ask Hajar.

"Okay, with your body getting fuller. You look more beautiful and s*ksi" praise Naomi for who she is.

"For three months at the Villa, I was mostly lying down. I think that's what makes my body a bit full" said Hajar.

During his stay at the Villa, Hajar's job was to eat only sleep. Studying is only for a while, not to take a lot of time.

"Come on, we'll be late if it's a long time. What else you are new to campus, do not let you be punished because it is too late" said Naomi.

Hajar nodded his head, agreeing with what Naomi said.

Arriving at the courtyard of the house, Hajar immediately entered his new car. Chandra bought it specifically for her, as a payment for having already agreed to go to college. Ah!, the man delayed his return from outside the country. But it did not matter to Hajar, because there was Naomi who accompanied him. Misra's mother also often visited him, Hajar so not lonely. And Amel had also lived in his house, so that he would not have to worry anymore.

Naomi is in the driver's seat. He is not yet good at driving, still afraid if you have to drive on a road that is crowded with vehicles.

When the limited edition car drove slowly. The guard car that was preparing from earlier followed him immediately.

In the morning, the car drove pretty fast on the highway. Hajar has not driven a vehicle for a long time.

"Hajar, don't speed. I'll have to call the police, and I'll know the taste."

Hajar chuckled, "I'm just testing my ability again" he said.

"Later we don't even get to campus" Naomi replied.

"Remember, there's a stalker behind us."Hajar strongly disliked the bodyguards that always followed them. But if the bodyguards aren't there, Chandra won't let them anywhere.

After arriving, Hajar lowered the speed of his vehicle when it would turn into the campus gate. Cars worth a dozen billion is certainly directly in the spotlight of campus residents. From the color and body, it is clear that the car is the latest output.

After the car is perfectly parked, Hajar and Naomi alike exit. Naomi approached Hajar, stepped hand in hand into the campus building.Primadona latest, it's the right word for Hajar.

"Beautiful morning, may you meet?." a man greeted Hajar and Naomi kindly.

"No!" hajar replied, bowing his feet arrogantly.

"Cih!, being the wife of Om om aja arrogant" decih the man who is often called Dhikra. Marrying a famous businessman made Hajar famous too.

"Young but kere, what do you do?" reply Hajar after turning his body.

"Basar matre" said a man of Hajar's age.

Naomi laughed giggling, the matre had become the nickname Hajar since long ago.

Hajar smiled and stuck his tongue out at the handsome-faced guy, not offended at all at say matre.

Both girls left the man. They walked with glowing faces and smiled towards their class.

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