Perfect Son-in-law

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The ocean keeps slapping itself. He cannot be lulled and stupid by playing with disgusting feelings. Glorien. The woman was part of his destruction, as well as an important part of his vengeful mission for Pascal.

The food Glorien cooked he didn't put down. Saying that there are many shortcomings of the taste, which when in fact he was quite spoiled by all the food. Glorien had undergone cooking school, obviously his ability would not be as bad as Mada who cooked cob fish was a crumb 'not full of form.

The ocean doesn't want itself back inundated.

Glorien left the garage disappointed. Plus he had to watch the Ocean video call friendly with Jesslyn while watching television. The embrace of the Ocean while in the kitchen he now knows, all just part of the temptation of the Ocean to make it fly and then drop it back at once like a dregs.

The most stupid love story of all time. The ocean called it that.

In silence he smiled wryly. “Tolol!” He cursed for himself and then shook his head.

The phone rang, a brief ring sign of a message, just got in. Ocean reading. That second also his expression turned cold, sharpened, then growled, “Finally he came.” Then throw a horror look at a bunch of books that are arranged high up on the table.

Another message followed later. He's back to seeing.

A picture that Ernest sent was looked at seriously.

In that instant, his dark face immediately changed into a satisfied smile. “Good,” comments. “Rohan .. welcome to compete again.”

He plays a pen on his finger. Twirling it around like a little pinwheel of a boy's toy. It turned out that Rohan had only been dealt with by a fingertip. His heart's intention would have completely shrunk the man down to the root. About Glorien he'll think about it later.

What is clear, everything that ever made him like a dog, will be avenged more rotten than the excrement of the animal itself.

Including Glorien who had broken his heart like a worthless bidi. Also their son who was considered just a puppet-so was roughly the desire of the heart of the Ocean.

They made him like a tiger.

Do not blame if now he attacks without forgiveness.

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The next day, the ocean goes somewhere. Not using Glorien to drive. He drives his car alone because what he will meet must not involve the woman.

Long time on the streets because of the snaking traffic. All vehicles in equal-mode sometimes creep up at rest. The ocean is quite irritated by the situation.

In three hours the ocean finally arrived.

A resort in the Puncak area - Bogor, West Java.

The ocean went into it to search the villa where the people he would meet would stay. Because the villa in there is not only one. Each is specially coded. The price adjusts the facility of course.

After getting the info, he walked through a public swimming pool crammed with visitors. No change, his look like a prince stole all eyes into a 'one way'-only on him. Too redundant if left unchecked, even if he passes like the wind.

His friendly smile increasingly makes them-the women special, not the fog want to hug and kiss do not know themselves.

The fate of gamtenk!

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Berderet villa that has a classic design to master his vision.

The unlocked door he entered without caring much for the two guards other than his greeting.

The condition of the villa that is not too big makes Samudra easy to find the person he is looking for. It was there, his heart said. His steps swayed following the classical music that came from one compartment of the room.

The glass door moved slowly.

“How are you, Mom?”

Laura's head held up by the head of the bathtub, being frowned upon at a glance by the Ocean.

The beautiful old woman opened her eyes and smiled. “Hay, Dear,” reply to Samudra. “As usual, Mother is very good.”

The ocean sits on the edge of the bathtub. “I'm glad to hear it.” A bottle of rose-scented therapeutic scent was taken and poured into Laura's body bath which was interrupted by the overflow of soap foam.

Laura smiled again. “It turns out you came faster.”

“I don't want to make Mom wait,” Samudra said. Soap foam played and then kissed him. “Added ... I miss.”

Laura chuckles in response to that, “You're getting better at teasing Mom.” His back and head were pulled up to straighten. A part of his smooth chest is now visible.

The ocean walks towards a corner where there are two white kimono towels. He took one and gave it to Laura. “My lips are more educated about that than Johnson's that Mom said like parrot.”

“Haha!” Laura laughed happily as she took and put on the kimono she took from the hands of the Ocean. Standing confidently with an almost naked body in front of his adopted son, like that was no problem. poor “Johnson,” she said started coming out of the bathtub.

In the past, Samudra was uncomfortable with it, he was worried could not help himself because of the manhood that is certainly still normal with the functions that should be, even though Laura he considered mother.

Laura often took him swimming together, or at least had him massage his ragless back. But for a long time, the ocean got used to it. The body is no longer seductive. Although it is undeniable, its beauty is not inferior to that of Glorien or Jesslyn. Laura is still very remarkable for a woman size of almost half a century.

Money can turn a person into a glowing. That's not impossible.

The back yard was only blocked by large glass, Ocean and Laura were now there. Sitting fills two pair chairs with a table in the middle of which there are already two glasses of orange-colored drinks on it. Laura prepared for a moment the Ocean said it would come to see her.

“How is your business here?” laura asked, raising a glass. Luring to pay attention to the color of the drink that might be interesting according to him.

“Good," replied Samudra lightly. “I have acquired a third of Pascal's power, and soon will reach all parts ... as soon as possible.” He's convincing.

Laura smiled with satisfaction. “Mom knows you can,”. The drink was sipped just a little elegantly. “Pascal is not a difficult rival. Rohan is too old to fight the tiger. He will not be able to get claws, let alone dare to pull his teeth.” A faint look controlled his two eyeballs.

The ocean smiled thinly. Raise the glass and gulp it down the beak of volume. “Bu.” He looked at Laura afterwards.

“Yes, darling," said Laura tilting her head.

“Someone I want to talk about.”

Laura frowned. “It looks important." He judged from the eyes of his adopted son.

The ocean hesitated to answer. The glass in the hand for a moment becomes his outcast, to just reduce the actual nervousness. After that he raised his face to look at Laura, then said in the next three seconds, “I will marry Jesslyn.”