Qibla Love A

Who Are You Actually?

"That?"

Arion's steps stopped, the man glanced lazily at the woman sitting on the sofa while reading a gossip magazine.

"I thought you'd pick me up with Milka" he said, causing Arion to look the other way.

"Don't Grandpa pick you up?"

Arion raised his eyebrows, staring flat at the woman who was in the field of fierce will be betrothed by the Grandfather to him. The woman Gibran once married his foster brother. The woman who controls almost all the assets left by Gibran - to make Pramono not willing if his daughter-in-law's granddaughter must marry another man.

Since Pramono was convinced that Gibran's entire assets would run out, what if Marina-married again. Until the ridiculous idea is created in Pramono's old brain, which is to match Arion with Marina - so that all the assets of the late Gibran remain in his power.

"But Milka hopes that the one who picked us up is you, Ar. He also asked me why my dad didn't pick me up."

Arion let out a rough sigh, the long-haired man restored his rough head. Papa's? Arion smiles cynically hearing Marina while calling her Papa.

Even the woman who was beautiful had told her 4-year-old daughter to call her Papa. With reason - because Arion is still his Uncle and Milka also needs someone to be called Papa by the boy.

Classic reason, right?

"But now you and Milka are safe at home, right?"

Arion's reply made Marina speechless, the ombre-haired woman gave a wry smile. Though he was used to Arion's indifference, but why does it still feel the same - sick.

Didn't know Arion liked that guy so much. Arion must know, if in fact Marina first hopes he will be betrothed to Arion - not Gibran. But because Arion was 2 years younger than her - she couldn't have married a man who was 18. Finally he accepted Gibran who was 4 years older than him.

"I can definitely get you this time, Ar."

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Today's work is enough to make him tired, the issue of Camp plantation employees is not finished - Arion again has to deal with the foremen of his fraudulent coconut plantations.

There are some plantation foremen who cheat on workers, they cut a quarter of the salary that has become the right of plantation workers - and put it in a private pocket. Just imagine a wage of two million five hundred a month for one worker, cut by a quarter - with a total of 635 workers.

Arion is not out of thought, where the brains of the foremen are. Though their wages are 2 to 3 times that of the menial workers in his estate.

Get greedy!

Arion is notoriously ambitious, but he never wants to eat the sweat of others. Because this incident made Arion have to go back and forth, he went to the plantation directly - without intermediaries. Arion wants to see what his foremen do - they work or just eat blind pay.

Both Arion's eyes were tightly closed, his hands resting on the glass of the bathroom. His head lowered deeply, the frown on his forehead deepening at a glance the smile of a girl was present in his mind.

The sincere smile of a girl who looked so electrifying, but a second later the smile turned into tears slowly dripped along with the girl who was away and finally disappeared swallowed by the white mist.

Arion opened both of his eyes, his breathing felt heavy - his head was again throbbing violently.

"Who are you, Aisha?" ogre.

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