Pregnant Whose Child ?!

The Chap 40

Yo il forcefully pulled Sweet out of the car.

"Of! Can't you be gentle?"angry Sweet protest trying to escape.

"SWEET!" the voice of his father coming out of the house.

"Damn it! Now how can I escape!" sweet Mumbles trying to release the grip Yo il.

"LET'S GET YOU FUCKING KID!!" exclaim the man with high intonation. Walk closer.

"HOW DARE YOU RUN AWAY AND COME BACK THIS LATE?"

Sweet is still trying to break away from Yo il.

"BASTARD BOY! COMEYOU. I DON'T KNOW THANK YOU!" lantang father Sweet said while pulling Sweet hand.

"Take me off! You who don't know thank you, took my mother's house, and now you want to sell me?" reply Sweet intense."What kind of man are you?"

"HAHAHHAHAHA.." Sweet's father laughed out loud, as he stopped laughing his face turned ferocious, he raised his hands high and was about to hit him. His hand floated, held back by Yo il's hand.

Sweet Dad looked up at the man who stopped the punch.

"KAAAUUU!!" Furious Sweet Dad, "How dare you interfere."

"Let's talk carefully" said Yo il calmly.

Sweet Dad looked at the oriental-faced man. Then look at the car behind him.

He seems to be a rich stranger. Maybe I can get some money out of it, thought Sweet's father smiling cunningly.

"All right!" Sweet Dad pulled his hand. "Go inside the house." he turned around and walked into the house. occasionally turning back to make sure Yo il and Sweet followed in his footsteps.

"Yunho! prepare the agreement file." said Yo il stepped in following Sweet's father.

"Good sir."

Sweet was just dumbfounded, confused as to how else, trying to escape from the grip of Yo Il was clearly impossible.

What agreement file does it mean? Does he mean to sue me? Aaahh, shit!

Yo Il Sitting in a simple guest room, with Sweet's father sitting in front of him. Stare sharply at Yo il. While Sweet was pulled by her stepmother into the room and locked her.

"Please drink it." Stepmother Sweet serves two cups of coffee at the table and sits next to her husband. Yo il just smiled thinly without answering or touching it.

"You're my son's girlfriend?" ask Daddy Sweet with emphasis.

"Which son are you? Do you have any children?"

"What?"sweet daddy kicked the table."so bad you took my son's run, and now say so!"

Yo Il was still sitting quietly staring coldly at the man who was snapping at him.

"I didn't take him running!"

"You still dare to dodge?"snapped dad Sweet. "Follow you! Bambang is furious! He's suing us!"

"It's none of my business."

"You!!!" pointed rudely at Yo il

"Are you not ashamed? Sell it to a guy your age?"said Yo Il Flat.

"It's none of your business!"Sweet Father's jolt kicked the table again."you have to compensate, If it wasn't for you taking our sweet escape, we wouldn't have taken all this!"

Yo il chuckles.

"Give me Five million." said Sweet Dad, "Then I'll let you go."

Yo il chuckled.

"Are you trying to blackmail me?" ask Yo il frontal.

"What's? Leave five million to us if you want to get out of here unharmed." Sweet Dad threatened with a whimper.

"In your dreams!"sahut Yo Il Flat.

Yo il stood up and walked away. However with Sweet's father lightning fast closing the door before Yo Il actually stepped out.

BRRAAAKKKK!

"You want to run away, haaa??"

Yo il sighed in length.

"Surge!"

"If you've already paid our damages."

"Open the door."

"In your dreams!"

"Then get out of the way!" Yo il move away from the door. Before long the door was broken from the outside until the door came off.

Outside stood a few men in black suits as well as Yunho.

"Are you okay, sir?"yunho asked with a sweet smile on his face.

"What's this?"the voice of Sweet's stepmother who was surprised to see the door leaf of her house that was released with the body of her husband who was hit by the door.

"Give them some repair money for the door you broke" she said as she passed.

"Good sir."

Yunho took out a few pieces of red money and handed them to Sweet's stepmother.

"For the repair of your home door, sir. Next time be friendly to guests." Yunho said with a deadly smile.

Then the man turned around and went after Yo il. Followed by some men in black who look spooky.

Yo il on his way home. He stared at the streets.

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On a clear day, the morning before noon Angga opened his eyes, his body felt so limp and heavy.

"Uuuugggh... Mas Devan is too much." he woke up from his bed. Wrapping her body in a blanket, Angga walked towards the bathroom.

When you finish cleaning. Angga walked towards the kitchen. No one was there, not even Bi Biyan. Angga glanced at the dining table, he approached and opened the hood. Ready for breakfast for him.

"All right. I'll just eat. I'm so hungry." he muttered.

Angga enjoyed his breakfast that had been bad luck.

"It looks like bi Biyan is leaving. Mas Devan may also have worked." his murmur spent his breakfast. Then put it in the dishwasher.

Angga walked in the family room, sat for a while and watched tv.

"It's boring. What am I supposed to do?" Dessaaahh Angga.

There was a sound of her cellphone ringing from inside the room. Angga hurried to get it.

"Ooohh, Devan mas." he muttered seeing the name on the screen.

Hurriedly Angga lifted it and then sat back in the family room.

"Yes Mas Devan."

"Call baby!" devan's voice from there.

"Aaa. Yes, dear."

"Good! Call baby don't forget." Devan's voice again."Are you bored at home?"

"Hmmm, nobody's home. Bi Biyan seems to be leaving"

"Do you want to accompany me to work?"asked Devan sekoyong-konyong.

"Aaa. can you?"

"of course. I'll send someone to pick you up."

Angga hung up. He was quite happy, could dispel the boredom and see Devan's office.

Thirty minutes later, his apartment bell rang. Angga's gurgle opened it, a man standing at the door.

"Deliver you. Miss Angga, I..."

"I know. Ayoo." cut Angga impatiently locked the door of his apartment.

the man shakes his head.

"All right."he followed Angga's steps to the elevator.

Not waiting for some time, Angga was sitting sweet in the car. Look out the window, enjoy the view with tall buildings.

The car stopped at a restaurant. Angga stared confusedly.

"Didn't Mas Devan tell someone to take me to his office? why even come here? Is Devan here?" batin Angga full of questions.

"Let's Miss" said the man who picked her up.

Angga followed him, and stopped in a private room.

Why here? Does Mas Devan want to take me to lunch? the Angga again.

The man opened the door of the private room along with the ringing of his cellphone, Angga checked, on the screen with the name Devan.

Angga was shocked.

Devan Mas? inner Angga was surprised, he turned to look at the door that began to open.

Whatisthis? So he's not Devan's guy? Then who?

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Who yeah? Readerkuh, guess who met Angga in the private room? May not be the bad guy??

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