
The atmosphere of the city began to change, the lights of vehicles began to look at each other. Soon the Goddess of the night will rule, Ibra stared intently ahead. Focus on the goal as if someone is waiting for his presence.
The risk is he understands, maybe later the man who succeeded his real father will kill Ibra tonight as well.
But now that is not what Ibra thinks, but how Kanaya will be treated. If he, despite having to accept anger and oppressed one day, while his life is still there, Ibra is okay.
Driving the speed of his vehicle a little faster, the man did not care even though he was stamped as a driver with psychiatric disorders, he just wanted to immediately arrive at Kanaya's residence.
Kanaya is not a lower class, but it also cannot be said to be upper class. They are a family that is okay about the real financial. Evidently with a house that is quite spacious and can even be said to be very comfortable to live in even though there are many people here.
"I told you it's off, why is it still coming."
Just getting off the car Ibra had found the woman behind him. Plain face without the slightest makeup polish but Ibra really likes to see it.
"Patience, Kanaya .. Are you waiting for me?" kanaya asked confidently, the man displayed his neat teeth in front of Kanaya.
Unlike these two people, Ibra could be this calm while Kanaya actually really panicked when she found out the man was coming to her house.
The woman had not even had time to tidy her hair, before Ibra left indeed she said she would come, but Kanaya thought this man would not be reckless if he had been expelled many times.
"That's confidence, you didn't hear that at all" Kanaya pressed with her teeth. He was really upset that it was amazing because since Widya came home there was no mention of Ibra at all.
Ibra did not answer, the man resumed his steps and continued his intentions. Very good reception this time, but usually Ibra is always privileged in every place.
"Go home, Mama's not home yet."
Ibra's eyes glared as the speech escaped Kanaya's tiny lips. For a moment, choose to stop and wait for what will happen next.
Yes he stopped, Kanaya was momentarily relieved to be able to return to expel the man from before him. But a second later he is no longer the same, Widya knows the whereabouts of Ibra. And obviously, the man won this time.
"Look in, Son ... How the hell, the habit if you have guests invited to chat outside."
The mama chattered at length while pulling Ibra to enter immediately. Since then their debate was heard even though vaguely, Widya was beaming of course.
The more Ibra was free to enter, the more afraid Kanaya the man would actually open his mouth. He warned Ibra who seemed to be preparing many secret plans.
His arrival was enough to make the eyes of everyone there were fixed on him. No exception Gibran who previously failed to get what he wanted from Kanaya.
Ibra's direct dislike gaze when looking with Gibran at Mahatma's side. Both men were beating the drums of war, both Ibra and Gibran.
"Sit down, I've been waiting for you for a long time .. I'm afraid Kanaya failed again this time."
Kanaya just fell silent, what kind of hope Widya really meant. Not about his happiness, but only to meet his goals.
"Sorry, Om ... Aunt, I've been busy lately, so it's only been coming."
Polite, the first thing that made Mahatma accept Ibra was his attitude. The man does look dignified and of course he is a rich man, but his way of acting really shows he is a good man.
Dream daughter-in-law!! Maybe actually what Widya was looking for was very fitting. But all is still fine because all they see is the beauty of the flowers, not the other side that Kanaya now considers as her disgrace.
"If Mama knew, what might still be a smile like that," said Inner Kanaya staring at the heart of the woman who had given birth to her, the woman who made her realize that the unconscious could at any time turn into a demon.
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Afraid, his premonition had already said differently. There was a turbulent fear in his mind, especially when Adrian and Abygail were already there.
Until where Ibra made Kanaya managed to buyak with his words just now.
"You kidding?" search Abygail when he heard Ibra expressed his good intentions.
"No, Mas .. I'm serious, tonight I personally propose Kanaya to be my wife."
Pyars!! A nightmare for Gibran, the man even needs time to just catch his breath.
"Suddenly, I think you just got to know each other .. isn't it too soon?" Abygail is a big sister who has empathy for Kanaya, and she doesn't want everything to happen because things go wrong.
The man glanced at Kanaya who was sitting down, was it possible that she was embarrassed Ibra asked him.
"You got married after Mas only, three months later what?"
Abygail doesn't want to ruin the plans, the wedding is just a few weeks away. And it feels very strange if suddenly who married impromptu just his sister.
"Three months? That's too long, Mas ... I'm worried about Nay...."
"Ibra!!!" kanaya jolt could not bear when the man innocently said the truth, since he was here to wanti-wanti Ibra did not say it.
"Kanaya quiet!!! Say it again, what do you mean?" Abygail's face suddenly changed, the man stood up and was ready to teach a lesson if he did not hear wrong.
"Kanaya is pregnant" said Ibra casually, very relaxed and she is not afraid even though the man in front of her will finish her off though.
"What?"
Wdiya who previously entered for a while, is now still fixated upon hearing the narration of Ibra. The woman stared disappointedly at Kanaya after collapsing with a glass filled with warm tea for her husband.
PRANK!!
"Mama!" Kanaya grew increasingly upset when Widya was now weak for a moment, Khaira ran to approach Widya first.
"Don't touch Mama!!" khaira snapped as Naya was about to help her mother, staring worriedly at Widya's eyes that were trying to endure her pain.
"Basic didn't know it was lucky! You put the family to shame, Kanaya!!" Widya said softly with a voice that was so heavy, Kanaya tried to reach her mother's hand while apologizing.
Abygail's attention that had been diverted to Widya now looked back at Ibra's anger. Without a second thought, he stepped up and landed a single punch on Ibra's face.
"What did you do to my sister, Badjok?!! Haah?!!"
Not satisfied once, twice, three times even until Ibra can only accept the pain of umpteenth time. Despite Mahatma's efforts, Abygail's strength was not comparable to his.
"Stop, Mas!! You can kill him!!" kanaya shouted now running towards Ibra.
"Adrian bring Kanaya in!!" abygail orders while not releasing Ibra from his power. He's really this crazy, about the honor and dignity of the Abygail family no kidding.
TB
Feels pretty cool, huh? Gapapa, our groove is cepet but ga rush kok😙 Maap ya late, I up always 3 eps every day insya Allah🤗️