Paradise Angel For Kebab Sellers The Tajir

I'm back, sister !!!

Hardi and Mr Atmanegara got off the plane that took them from Singapore to Soekarno-Hatta international airport. Grand master Atmanegara closed his eyes while breathing the air of Jakarta after a long time.

They walked towards a luxury car that was waiting for them in the airport parking lot.

"Welcome back to Indonesia, great sir! " said the driver who was waiting for them with a respectful bow.

"Thank you, what's your name? How is Mahesa now? " the big master replied kindly as he asked and got into the car.

"My name is Rama, great sir! Thank God you are healthy, great sir! Now dad lives in Bandung taking care of his garden! " the driver named Rama answered with a face of sumringah.

"Basic Mahesa! It's delicious for her now, living her life as she pleases! Tell your father that I will come there sometime to see him in memory of the past! " said the great Lord Atmanegara while grumbling with annoyance.

"Okay, big sir! " reply answered Rama with a friendly smile.

He also runs a car out of the airport area to the main house that was just bought by Rahman Atmanegara two weeks ago.

"Welcome back Rahman! Now when you take back what they took from you ! And make them beg for mercy and cry blood for you to lose Maggie forever! Everything must be broken to pieces like your son who was destroyed by living without the caress and affection of his parents! Make their lives hell! " the mind of Rahman to himself.

"Let's get our great master in! " said Hardi invite the great Lord Atmanegara to enter first into the house.

The great master of Atmanegara sat on a soft sofa in a very spacious living room. Some of the servants put their things into the room that Hardi had pointed. In accordance with the orders of the great Lord Atmanegara, his goods are only placed at his doorstep, because he most dislikes if his private room is entered by many people.

"Hardi, make my appointment with Mr. Barzakh ! " said the great Lord Atmanegara while resuscitating his back to the sofa.

"Will the Great Lord tell the young Miss about who Master is?? " asked Hardi guessed.

"It's really Hardi! It's about time my daughter found out who she really is! Who is his father and mother? Why have we been separated all this time? He must know it! " the great Lord Atmanegara replied with great confidence.

"Alright if the Great Master is absolutely certain! I will make an appointment with Taun Barzakh! " said Hardi nodding his head.

"Good! Now I want to rest! You should also rest ! " said the great Lord Atmanegara while rising from his seat patted Hardi's shoulder slowly.

He went upstairs, where there were only two rooms as large as his private room. He deliberately made one more room that is not far from his room for his only daughter Sumayyah or Amay if later Amay stay in this house.

After the great Lord Atmanegara lost his sight, Hardi went out of the main house to the back of the house which contained a Pavilion dedicated to him. As for the servants who work in the house occupy the rooms are terraced, which is located right behind the pavilion in residence Hardi and his family.

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A beautiful woman was sitting on a bench in front of Minimarket 24 while massaging her legs that suddenly ache. From a distance he saw a middle-aged man coming out of a high-floor building about to enter a car that was parked in front of the door of the building.

The beautiful woman hurriedly stood up straight and immediately walked towards the car that was about to get out of the high building environment.

"Target in sight, the pigeons will be in action! " said the beautiful woman while pressing something in her ear.

The woman was also casually walking on the opposite side and deliberately crashed herself into the side of the car so that the car immediately braked.

"Ckii.... "

"Ouchh." she cried loudly.

"What's this?? " the middle-aged man said from inside the car.

"I'm sorry, sir! I didn't mean it, I thought she was going that way! " the driver replied with a bit of fear.

"Yes, you take care of that woman! " answer him in a lazy tone.

The driver got out of the car and approached the woman he thought was hit by the car he was driving.

"Sorry Mom, let me help! " the driver said kindly to the woman.

"It hurts! " the woman groaned in pain as the driver helped her stand up.

Tired of waiting, the middle-aged man came out of the car with an annoyed face.

"Why so long! You give him the money so he can go to the hospital himself! " shouted the man in an annoyed tone.

The driver just lowered his head in fear. While the woman who was hit grimaced while trying to stand by carrying her shoes in the right hand.

"Thank you, sir, for helping me stand up! " said the woman in a flat tone and slightly grimaced as she stood up somewhat limped.

"Ki-kinanti." muttered the middle-aged man with a face of shock and shock.

He scooped his face violently and ran after the woman, but because of the crowded vehicle he lost track of the woman.

"That can't be Kinanti! Kinanti died 20 years ago! I must be hallucinating! Come on Demian, you have to be sure you're just hallucinating! " he murmured softly.

"Come sir, let's continue our journey! " he told the driver and got back in the car.

Throughout the journey the woman's face was always shadowed in her memory so that she felt between sure and not the woman was a woman from her past.

"Winat, is that really you? But Papa said you were dead by then? Why after all this time have you come back, Kinanti? You know, how broken my heart was when you walked out of my life! Now you come to me again after 20 years have passed! But why do you seem to not recognize me Kinanti?? " inner Damian with eyes closed.

"I need to find out who that woman is! Is it true, Kinanti or not! " he muttered softly as he took his phone in his pants pocket.

He quickly contacted his men to find a woman who was very similar to his past female Kinanti.

Still in the same spot as he watched the middle-aged man earlier, the woman took off her wig and spoke through the handset with someone.

"Target has started to get into traps! "

"Do the next plan! Be careful not to underestimate the old man! "

"Good, Boss! "

The woman finished her report and then removed the makeup she was wearing and returned to her usual appearance.

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In a large and magnificent house, Rahman sat in his study staring at a figure of a man and woman Bule who were pregnant with a big smile.

He rubbed the tears that flowed on his cheeks while kissing the figura with love.

"I'm sorry, baby! Because until now I haven't been able to bring our daughter to see you! I promise to bring our daughter to see you soon! I hope you're not disappointed with me who's only been able to do it after so long! I miss you, Maggie, miss you so much! " said Rahman Atmanegara with tears full of longing.

He put the figura back on his desk and sat back in his oversized chair with a flat face.

"Tock.... Tock.... Tock.... "

"Lake in ! " said Rahman from inside the room.

"Excuse me, big sir! The pigeon has done its job, now it will continue its next plan! " reported to Hardi when he entered Rahman's study.

"Good! Make sure the boy is watched because I'm pretty sure Damian is looking for who he is right now! Prioritize his safety, Hardi! " said Rahman firmly.

"Okay, big sir! " wanted, Hardi replied briefly.

"Oh yeah, what about my request to Mr. Barzakh my besan? " ask Rahman while turning her body to face Hardi.

"I have told the secretary, Sir, they said they would give word if Mr. Barzakh accepted the request of the Lord! " wrong answered Hardi honestly.

"Well then, I'll wait for him! " said Rahman with a nod of his head.

"I'll excuse you, sir! " say Hardi by bowing her body.

"Yes please! " Rahman let Hardi out of his study.

"Damian natanegara ! I'm back, my dear sister! I'll take back what you stole first! Prepare, Damian! " inner Rahman with a scary grin.

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