Port of Love Sang Casanova

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Love is a word that can no longer be trusted existence for a Marvel Raditya Dika. Losing your father is the hardest thing in life.

Mammy? Even she hated so much when she had to see the face of a woman who should be able to make peace in her life, instead becoming a woman who created wounds in every breath. The woman who had heaven on her feet, even gave hell that was so stifling her chest.

His father died because he saw his mother. Until Radit makes women his only toys, love? The sacred word has no bagings.

Will love come to her? Who is the girl who can melt the heart of a Marvel Raditia Dika?

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The magnificent house on the outskirts of the city, with stunning architecture, beautiful and so stunning. However, it is a pity that the situation in the house is not what it looks like from the glasses of people who see it.

Right now, a 17-year-old man is staring at a woman who is none other than his own biological mother. The woman who caused her father to breathe his last, knowing that the woman he called mama was having children from other men was the beginning of the destruction of his heart and the destruction of Radit's life.

Mira, the woman is only able to stay still. I don't know what kind of tears come out of her beautiful eyes. Sad because of the grief at the residence of her husband, or the treatment of her biological children?

"Stop your fake tears, ma'am!" Radit snapped with a cold aura capable of piercing the heart of everyone who heard it. Radit's voice echoed, resulting in Micel, a 7-year-old girl who still did not know anything seemed to hug Mira's body because of fear.

Radit's eyes turned toward the 7-year-old girl beside his mother. The little girl who Mira recognizes as the fruit of her love with her affair. The adult man's heart felt claustrophobic, even now he hated the man who was wiping away the tears standing in front of him.

"Maravel, mama...."

"Stop your bullshit!" snapped the adult man named Marvel Raditia Dika again.

The 7-year-old little girl standing beside Mira seemed to shed tears. Mira rubbed the little girl's shoulders, then waved her hand towards one of the servants who looked lined up in the dining room.

"Micel, Micel to the room first yes, mama still wants to talk to Sister Marvel," said Mira as she rubbed her little daughter's shoulder gently. Micel nodded his head.

"Bi, take Miss Micel to the room!" tell Mira, then be taken by Bi Arum one of the servants in the house.

Slowly the little girl and an assistant stepped away. While Mira stared at Radit who was staring intently at him.

The adult man who actually loved his mother was quite hurt by the harsh reality that befell his family. Aspiring in his chest, tore his heart and incised a wound that sliced his taste.

"Marvel, I'm sorry mama." The woman who was shedding tears grabbed Radit in her warm deck. Radit fell silent, feeling the warm embrace of a mother he thought was so good in fact breaking his heart.

Radit's hands clenched tightly, he pushed Mira's body until she sat on the sofa. Mira, who seemed to be unable to accept Radit's treatment, stood up and stared intently at her son.

Mira lays a hard slap that makes Radit's cheeks feel hot. The adult man grabbed his cheek, quickly picked up the bag in the corner of the room and sauntered away.

"Marvel, where are you going?" snapped Mira while following her son's steps out.

Radit, the man stopped. He turned his steps and looked at Mira's face which was now right in front of him. The two of them were staring at each other. Neither would anyone give up.

"I'd rather get out of here than live with a dirty woman like you!" bentak Radit's. Mira's defensive fortress seemed to collapse, she could no longer bear the departure of her son.

"Don't bring anything if you intend to leave" Mira said firmly. Hoping for his son to abandon his intention to leave.

However, Mira was wrong. Instead of undoing his intentions, Radit threw his backpack and turned back his steps leaving the luxurious mansion.

Mira clenched her hand why now did Marvel's son find it hard for him to reach her heart? Even he left with a fierce emotion.

Radit hurriedly ran small towards the exit. However, his steps came to a halt when he saw an elderly person blocking his steps and standing right in front of the door.

"Grandfather," heeled.

"Aren't you going to leave grandfather's favorite son-in-law for good, you're also going to leave grandpa?" ask the old man.

Radit closed his eyes, he knew very well how the person in front of him felt, just as devastated as he was.

"I'll go home every time Grandpa misses me" he said.

Radit circulated his gaze, he saw several courtyards of condolence flowers lined up neatly below.

The flower yard that was just earlier this morning sent his family business partner to send the departure of his papa which made his heart even more torn.

"Can't you suppress your ego?" ask his grandfather again. Radit gently rubbed his grandfather's shoulders and hugged the old body for a moment.

"Don't worry about me, I can live my way, I can't live with a dirty woman like her" Radit said.

Rey's grandfather took a flat object in his pocket, contacted someone over there.

"You, follow Young Master Marvel. Give him what he needs," he said, then switched off his phone.

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