
Kiran and Nadia had already reached the main house. After parking the car, the two beautiful girls just entered the house with a baper bag of their groceries.
" Ashloraikum"
" Greetings wa'alaikum, you two are home"
" Hm"
Kiran sat on the living room sofa. Graceful to see her daughter wearing only shorts.
" So you wear those cake shorts to the Mall?"
Kiran saw her appearance, she only realized that her skirt had been torn. " No Mom"
" What is this?"
" So skirt adek got saos, so adek open when you want to go home"
" Didn't bring a change of clothes?"
" Not mommy"
" Next time take it, because we don't know what kind of event will happen. As now" the mother's advice.
" Yes Mom, next time you'll bring it"
" Yes, you two take a shower"
" Well, Mom, let's go upstairs first"
" Yes dear"
Kiran and Nadia walked up the stairs to the room. It was an exciting event for Kiran, but not for Nadia. He was very afraid that Kiran would get hurt, because only Kiran lha was his best friend and family.
" Princess"
" Hm"
" When we were going home, I saw a car there?"
" Wars?"
" Hm"
" Do you know that car?" ask Kiran.
" Know, after all it's a limited edition car "
" Oh yeah. Who?"
" It looks like Mr. Darren's car"
" Darren?"
" Yes, President of the company Narendra Group"
" Your ngaco"
" really"
" Why is he there?"
" Where do I know lha"
" Oh yeah, I'm going to take a shower first" Kiran said.
" Hm"
Kiran walked towards the bathroom to clean herself who was already sticky from sweat. While Nadia chose to sleep, because she felt drowsy. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.
Somewhere else.
Monica was enjoying her leisure time by watching television. He's waiting for a call from his man to hurt Kiran.
He didn't know that it was the man who had been battered by Kiran. There were even those who had broken bones due to Kiran's attack earlier.
" Can't wait for the news of the spoiled woman's death"
Monica picks up her phone then she searches for Daffin's contact. For one day her boyfriend did not tell her. After finding Daffin's number, he immediately contacted his girlfriend.
" Hello"
" Dear, how come you haven't been telling me all day?"
" I'm sorry, baby, I'm busy"
" Is your work more important than mine?"
" Don't say that. You're important to me too"
" Really?"
" Hm"
" I don't believe it"
" How shall I go, that you may believe"
" You should take me to a romantic dinner"
" Okay, tomorrow night I'll bring you a romantic dinner"
" Promise yes"
" Prince darling. I'll continue working first yes"
" Yes, baby. Her work spirit"
" Thank you dear. I'll hang up on the phone"
Tut's.
Monica kept her phone back on the table. He continued to watch the fashion show on the television screen. Just about to watch his favorite show, suddenly the bell rang.
" Who's the afternoon gini to meet" grumbled Monica as she walked to the door of her apartment.
Chequek.
Monica was shocked to see who was at the door of her apartment. " dear"
Without a reply from Monica, the man immediately strangled Monica's neck.
" Sa-sayang, you're nothing at all" Monica said as she tried to remove Darren's hand from her neck. That man is Darren.
" What have you done?" darren asked, still strangling Monica's neck.
" W-what do you mean?"
" Don't pretend to be Monica's stupid!"
" I swear, I don't know what you mean"
Darren slams Monica's body, so she slumps to the floor of her apartment.
" Don't lie!"
" I'm not lying! besides you come directly to me. You want to kill me!"
" Yes, how dare you touch my girl?!"
" Your girl, who?"
" Aren't you telling people to kill him?"
Deg.
Where does Darren know? just wait! what does she mean the girl is that spoiled girl. Nope! this is impossible!.
" Answer!"
" I-I don't know what you mean?"
" Denger yes, if you dare touch my girl again. Then I won't hesitate anymore to kill you!" darren said as he kicked the door of the apartment, then passed away leaving Monica's apartment.
Monica looked at Darren's body that disappeared inside the elevator. After that, his body slumped to the floor. She did not expect Darren to be rude to her.
" How could that spoiled chick be Darren's girl?"
Monica stands up, she'll call her man. Why did Darren know about him wanting to harm that spoiled woman. Arriving in the living room, he immediately picked up his cell phone that was on the table. He's looking for that contact of his man.
" Hello!"
" Have you guys gotten rid of that woman?"
" No! because of following your orders, my men and I almost got killed!"
" What do you mean?"
" The girl you want to disappear is the devil's incarnation"
" Don't bother you, obviously she's a weak woman"
" If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself. We don't want to deal with that woman anymore. Please find someone else to continue your wish"
Tut's.
Connection was unilaterally severed. Yeah, that crime boss turned off Monica's phone.
" Damn it! how dare he turn off my phone!" cursed Monica while slamming her phone. " Killing such a weak woman alone can't be!"
Monica was really frustrated. He did not expect his man to fail to eliminate the spoiled girl. He had to think of another way to get rid of the spoiled woman. There are not many roads to Rome.
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Darren just arrived at his mansion. Today his mood was very bad. Wish he killed that woman. As usual, the bodyguards were already lined up neatly to welcome the arrival of their young master.
" Lunny afternoon young master"
" Hm"
The bodyguards knew that the mood of the young master was no longer good. So they did not dare to ask why his young master had come home so quickly today.
Darren walked into his luxurious mansion. The servants were shocked to see that his young master had already returned home. Because usually the young master will go home in the afternoon or not at night.
" Young master's home yet?"
" why? can't I go home early to my mansion?!"
Deg.
The waiter did not know the fault where, suddenly had to spray. The servant chose to be quiet and not ask again. Because if he's desperate, he could be fired.
" You all heard! no one can ask me why I came home so soon. You take care of each of your jobs. Understood?!"
" I understand sir"
Darren walked up the stairs to his room. Along the way he kept grumbling. The servants were only able to listen to the young master's grunts, and occasionally came out swearing from the young master's mouth.
To be continue.
Darren Mansion.
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