Shackles Love Men Pay

CHAPTER 37

Ibra spurred the pace of its vehicles, a little upset because of the traffic jams that have been attached to the capital. The man had prepared mentally to face Indira's tantrums.

I don't know what the threat is, and how good else does Indira taste it. Clearly, Ibra doesn't care as much as she's angry.

His eyes stared focused forward, there was an uneasy feeling and the man glanced at the chair next to him. The woman who had vomited and dirtyed her car when she left together first came back to her mind.

"I'm sorry, Naya."

Just an apology, no matter how big the guilt Ibra until the sentence he always expressed. Perhaps because on the first day they inhabited his new palace, Ibrahim was forced to fulfill the call of Indira without telling clearly where the destination went.

Born as a rich man from before hijacking the world, in fact the life of Ibrahim Megantara is not as easy as people think. Forced to follow all the orders that even he himself could not understand what the future impact would be for him.

For many years Indira became the life controller of Ibra. Always forced to submit in the name of a biological mother, while Ibra herself has never looked into the eyes of her biological mother since birth into the world.

1 hour and 45 minutes passed, the journey was quite decent even though Ibra tried to be fast. Torn and a distance that can not be said to be close, the man now arrived at the residence Megantara when it was dark.

The housekeeper acted quickly and opened the fence to Ibra without being asked. The ruler of the house came home and they understood the man was not accepting the mistake. Behind the sometimes friendly yet unpredictable face he would be cold instantly, stored a million fury that could explode at any moment.

"Mama is?"

"There, Mr ... You've been waiting for."

Ibra was furious, the sentence was awaited and certainly the woman had prepared things that Ibra would not like at all. Whether it's forced dinner or something else.

With long steps Ibra entered and when the door opened. A week he left but there was no longing for whatever time he left this place.

"Ck, goddamn it."

Indira's smile that greeted her in the living room made her very fed up. Though on the phone the woman seemed to want to skin Ibra, but why is it different now.

"Mommy's son is finally home, where have you been? Hm?" tanya Indira hugged Ibra's body so tightly.

Indira does not miss, nor express affection. But, it was a habit of him who had been so long ago and he would not lose even though Megantara had left both of them.

"Just go ahead, what would you like to say?" urgently Ibra began to be annoyed with Indira's pleasantries, really for whatever sake he hated.

"Kok that .. We have dinner, yes, you look thin. Stress or why, honey?"

Ibra closed her eyes, the man felt that Indira was getting annoying. He is no longer a teenager who still needs to be pampered, and he is no longer a man looking for a Mom's handkerchief.

"Mama asked me to come home just for this?" ibra asked firmly and brushed off Indira's hand on her arm.

Indira clucked violently, the man then passed up to his room. Coincidentally coming home, there are some things that are not available in his new home. If you have to ask Gavin, it will be even more difficult, Ibra thought.

"Ck, very hard your son Sofia," Indira said staring at Ibra's back that was getting away, so difficult Ibra treated her gently, no matter what was on the child's mind.

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"Mas, where are you going!!"

Ibra's head wanted to break, entered the room and Indira did not say if Olivia was in that place.

"Stop your stupidity, Olivia .. don't make me go crazy!!"

"Hahaha crazy is okay, Mom, can't it be?"

Completely shameless, the woman went up and approached Ibra who was not far from her. As powerful as Ibra could defend herself to reject it, it seemed like she could not.

"Far away, Olivia .. You don't have any self-esteem anymore? Huh uh?!" ibra snapped extremely upset, I don't know what this woman thought so she could go into Ibra's room as if asking to be touched.

Ibra was about to pass out of the room but unfortunately, the door was locked from the outside and this was definitely Indira. Who else if not that brash stepmom.

"Damnaham!! Mama open!!" ibra shouted while trying to force open the door of his room, but his strength was not that strong because Olivia now hugged him aggressively.

"Let go of me, Jallang!! What do you want!!"

Ibra can't be rude and flirt with women, but for this woman it doesn't feel like she can.

"Oliv, you know what I do when I'm angry, right? Don't make me angry" Ibra said, staring at Olivia, who had been trying to steal a kiss on her lips.

Ibra's breath was stirred, not because of naf*su but because of anger that he could not stand when this woman tried to tease him wildly.

"One week you've actually left without news, you blocked my number and even Mama can't know anything about you, Oliv Kangen Mas Ibra," olivia said in a soft voice and was trying to make Ibra tempted.

"Take me off, Olivia."

"Come on, Mas just for a moment .. You don't miss me? I'm your wife, Mas!!" olivia's jolt was a little pushy.

"What's? Wife say? Wife? Huh huh? What wife, Olivia?!!" ibra snapped in wrath, just so Olivia was about to forcibly bind Ibra with a status she did not expect in her life.

"I'm your wife, Mom!! 4 Years is not a short time .. You have always been like this even to this day, you promised Mama I would take care of me for the rest of your life, forget?"

His eyes began to condense, and his face turned red as if incomparable sadness. Ibra sighed slowly, what should she do in order for this woman to come to her senses.

"Man-tan Wife, not Wife .. can you tell the difference in meaning," Ibra forcefully removed Olivia's body.

"But I don't want a divorce, Mom!! Ibra is always Olivia's husband!!" his screams echoed back in the room, wanting Ibra to be beaten to death.

"But not always Olivia will be Ibra's wife, do you understand, Olivia?"

Ibra pushed Olivia away as she let her guard down and the forced hug came off without her expecting it.

"Boy!! Don't go, we can still be fine and I promise I won't admit it again, Mas ... Please!!" pinta Olivia broke into tears and is now kneeling at Ibra's feet.

"Let go before I get rough, Olivia!!" insist Ibra and for God's sake he hates this.

"Mas, wait!! Mama!!" Olivia asks for Indira's help, the woman's cry really bothers Ibra so there is no other way for her to go because it can be ascertained on the doorstep there is Indria and a guard who is ready to snatch Ibra.

Ibra quickly ran over and knocked Olivia's body away from her.

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Olivia gaped when Ibra desperately broke the glass and without thinking long Ibra jumped from the second floor. Olivia's shout grew louder as the door of the room opened.

"MAS!!"

"Oliv, why?!!" indira asked panicked and more chaotic when she saw the glass was gone.

"Mas Ibra!! Blurred!! Take action, Ma!!" olivia urged in panic, while Indira nervously urged the guards to block Ibra's departure.

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