PEARL & CRYSTAL

MANGOES

From night until morning Han and Tirta did not sleep talking about their actions to stop Della, Han was very sure there must be something hidden.

The truth about Muti is actually declared dead without knowing the cause, only Della and Iskandar know.

"We can use the bodyguard to keep watch, or just move on sis." Tirta was sure that Della was not a weak person.

Alhan scolds her temple, she must know Della and Rayan's relationship and cause Muti to be exiled away from the city until renamed.

The noisily sound in front of the house rang out, Han immediately stood stepping out looking at the commotion.

Alhan's gaze was sharp, the sun had just shone. Muti was already on top of the tree harvesting mango fruits, the Crystal underneath picked up the fruit while chewing.

"Crystal, don't eat!" Muti shouted loudly, rising even higher.

"It's just one." Chris carried a lot of fruit.

Tirta immediately laughed at the silliness of the two brothers, only a matter of hours both of them immediately looked normal, as if there was no problem.

Tirta immediately helped Kris carry the fruit, putting it in the basket. Looking at Muti who looks like a monkey.

"Don't eat, Muti's brother will be angry." Chris chewed his fruit.

"Can you?" Tirta's smile was visible, clearing the crystalline lips that were aprons.

Muti on top of the tree stared intently throwing mangoes at Kris and Tirta who cried out in pain, the mango fell right on the head.

Alhan looked at Muti who was getting taller, rubbing his chest to hold back the anger.

Kris who saw the gaze of Han's eyes immediately stepped into the house afraid of being affected.

"You want to go down no Muti?" Han looked up.

The smiling pearl instantly descended slowly, the gaze of Han's extremely sharp eyes looking terrifying.

Kris apologized, he just harvested the fruit rather than rot on the tree can not be enjoyed.

"Muti can have a lot of mangoes."

"You cut this tree." Han asked the housekeeper to cut the mango tree.

Muti immediately shouted, hugging his beloved tree. Muti's voice whining sounded like a child.

"If Brother Han wants to cut a tree, cut Muti's body first." Muti's gaze was sharp.

Alhan could only shake his head, pulling Muti's hand to bathe and clean his body.

"Sister Han don't cut it up." Muti hugged Han from behind.

"Yes, now take a shower. You can't go up the tree anymore." Han stared hard.

In the kitchen Tirta was busy cleaning mangoes, peeling them and making crystals and Muti mango juice.

"Can't it be in the vegetables?" Kris holds the mango skin.

Tirta immediately laughed, Kris is very funny because he does not know how to cook. Even he doesn't know how to juice, peel fruit.

"The name is also fruit, if it can be cooked it's called a vegetable." A sweet smile was seen, staring at the laughing Crystal confirming Tirta's remark.

Tirta's hand touched Kris's stomach, asking for feelings. Tirta hears from Han if Della kicks Kris to grimace in pain.

"Thank you, Tirta, honestly I'm sad to be here, but I'm happy too." Kris wiped her tears.

Kristal realizes that if she is very evil to Han and Muti, she is in between.

Kris wanted to leave, but it was still hard to leave Muti. Crystal is happy to have a brother and loves him.

"Why do you think that?"

"Sister Han loves Muti, I also know Muti likes Brother Han. The two can't unite because of me, also my son." Both of Kris's hands covered her face.

Tirta pulled Kris into her arms, rubbed Kris' back so she could calm down and talk things out.

"If you feel there's a problem, be honest and tell a story, Muti your brother. Brother Han is also your brother, it is appropriate that they know your condition. One more thing, Kris, you got me." Tirta wiped away the tears that flowed down her cheeks.

"I don't want you to take responsibility for me, because what happened was also my fault." Chris looked at his stomach.

Tirta's gaze was also fixed on Kris' stomach, rubbing Kris' distended stomach. For Tirta he had the right to account for his actions, and did not care about Kris's refusal.

Even if he is not recognized, Tirta will still consider the child whose birth Kris his child, obliged to provide and raise.

"Kris, I really love you, not because of this kid. I'll wait until you let me in even if I have to wait a lifetime." Tirta's gaze begged at least Kris to allow her to be close to her son.

Kris fell silent, accepting Tirta was tantamount to opposing Tirta's parents. Especially her mother had prepared a proposal for Tirta who would soon marry another woman.

"I'll allow you, but I can't accept you." Kris smiled, apologizing because Kris would raise her own child.

Tirta also smiled, appreciating Crystal's decision. Getting permission to get close and see his son was more than enough.

Alhan hears all the talk of the two who will raise a child together, despite not being able to unite.

Han understood Crystal's thoughts, he deeply hated women who were ruining other people's households. She hated her stepmother, and hated her mother Tirta for ruining the household of others.

Kris's dislike for her mother Tirta, made her take the option of rejecting Tirta, as she did not want to separate mother and child.

The sound of Muti's running footsteps rang out, instantly entering looking at Tirta and Kristal who were already laughing together.

"This is your juice Muti."

"Wow, mango juice." Muti drank it.

Kristal also drank hers immediately smiled sweetly, liking drinks made by Tirta.

"It's so good." Kris wanted to be made again, but was shocked to see Muti spitting out his own.

Muti's expression instantly wanted to be nauseous, releasing his drink which tasted very strange.

"Is this a drink or a poison?" Muti asked Alhan who drank.

Han immediately refused, knowing that Tirta could not make juice and had trouble distinguishing sugar and salt.

"So Tirta drinks."

Tirta immediately almost vomited, taking possession of the Crystal which tasted equally unpleasant, but Kris liked it.

"Kris this is salt juice, I'm sorry." Tirta's forehead wrinkled, instantly throwing out the juice.

The crystal refused his was thrown away, immediately drank until it was finished asking to be made again.

Han and Muti stared at the tangent Crystal, a bad taste but good for the Crystal that was waiting for its food.

"For Han." Apri entered directly near Tirta.

"Have you found out about Della and Rayan's relationship?"

Apri sighed, he bungang actually what his task is so that he has a lot of work.

"Han, why is it my job to look for people's identities? you just call the police." Apri frowned.

Han's smile was visible, staring at the map that Apri was carrying immediately checking it out. Tirta also approached Han to see Apri's search results.

"What is the relationship between Mommy and Rayan?"

"Rayan and Rendi are Della's stepchildren, they have a good relationship." Han looked at Muti and Kris.

"Basic of strange women, dear stepchildren, but the biological children are hated. Is she normal?" Muti stared cynically as well annoyed.

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