
The month has changed, the birth of Marisa has been predicted this week by the Doctor.
However, everything can go forward or backward because it is just a prediction.
The relationship between the two is still a little tenuous and not as harmonious as before, even Candra also works in her own company as a result of pioneering together with Anton, her Assistant.
Yes, since the day that Candra was maki and hit by the in-laws right on that day he resigned and capital determined he opened the company from scratch.
And, in a few months he was able to pass on his own products and almost surpassed the company owned by the in-laws.
C'ndra Group's.
Companies engaged in fashion and beauty, which at that time Anton had friends who worked in the field.
Marisa's? He must be happy!
However, behind that happiness he was upset because he could not suppress Candra and waste his money again.
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Tonight Candra comes home late at night, she has a pretty important meeting with her latest client and it can't be delayed by the reason it's already night.
Marisa is still waiting for her faithfully, she turns off the television and welcomes Candra who just entered her Home.
"Mas, has dinner been?"
The question that Candra often gets from Marisa's mouth, should she be happy and happy because it gets that attention. However, everything feels bland and Candra feels ordinary and not flattered at all.
"Here you rest first because I'm going to the study for a bit"
Huh.
"All right, Mas"
Marisa steps away from Candra who is still staring at her, until Marisa's body disappears behind Candra's new door leading to a workspace not far from there.
Chequek.
Clik.
The door opened and Candra just turned on the lights there, not to forget also she locked back so that no one entered including Marisa herself.
Heh.
It's been almost 8 months and Andin and his parents never found Candra.
He secretly searches for Andin and his Princess, as he feels a longing. Candra also seeks out her parents for her boyong back here and is happy together, but until now she can't find any of them at all.
Even Candra herself has sent some of her men and detectives, but everything is nil and last night she stopped all because it felt very futile.
Andin, from this moment forward I will not remember and look for you again. Because your departure is not my will and it's all purely your own.
I feel you are rash to leave me who is now successful and also advanced, if you meet later you will regret, Andin.
Candra chuckles considering the persistence of Andin who still chose to go and divorce her.
Candra Andin thought it was just bluffing, but the court papers proved everything and she had no regrets at all.
Especially now that Candra already has a company and makes more money without being ordered by others.
Selfish?
Yes, that's Candra who is increasingly arrogant when she is at the top. Without him knowing that the wind that will hit him is greater if we just swallow a little.
Candra's current focus will be looking for both parents, because she just got a message that one of her man has got a location point from both of them and tomorrow morning will directly pick her up.
Almost early in the morning Candra was there, and at exactly 3 o'clock she decided to go into her room to rest because tomorrow morning will travel far enough.
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In the morning, the weather was so sunny and very supportive Candra to go to the village where her parents were.
Marisa also decided to go there after whining and arguing widely with Candra, and in the end Candra can only resign and agree.
The two cars also drove through the streets that began to be crowded with vehicles, Candra with Anton and one more car there is only a driver and his man who will be specially used by his parents later.
"Mas, if your parents don't want to be forced"
Spring.
"I will carry it anyway, because they must also enjoy the fruits of my labor"
Deg.
Marisa's heart felt pumped faster, she was so shocked when she heard that very creepy sound from her husband.
For a long time Marisa did not make a tantrum and just stay still without making Candra's mood damaged, and only today she got the clash back.
Ck, he's as selfish as his father.
Anton who just kept quiet occasionally glanced at Marisa from the windshield, he was inexhaustible with the words and thoughts of his Boss' wife.
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Until the trip arrived at a village that is still very fresh and looks clean from pollution.
Candra opened the windshield and breathed in the air very fresh, she was so fond of this and so calmed her soul.
And, they arrived at a house that was very simple but so neat and pleasing to the eye.
Candra quickly opened the door and approached her parents who were maki by a woman who was not much different from the Mother.
"What's this about? Why are you cursing my Mother and Father"
Candra came with a reddened face because she could not accept when her parents maki with a very cruel.
"She has a debt to me, today it's overdue and must be paid immediately"
"How much?"
Heh.
The woman looked at Candra with a condescending look, as indeed Candra came in a casual yet prized fantastic outfit.
"2 million"
Anton shook his head when he heard the nominal mentioned by the woman, he swiftly paid her and Marisa was just grieving.
While Father and Mother Candra were still silent, they were shocked because they did not expect that Candra would find them here.
"You quickly pack up my parents' belongings and take them away"
Candra immediately ruled on the man who stood guard there.
While he is currently staring at Father and Mother full of longing.
"Let's go with Candra from here"
The compact headband was given by both of them to Candra, and it made Candra very sick.
"If you don't come, then I'll burn this house and the fields that are ready to harvest in the back"
Deg.
"Don't, don't do it Candra"
Ck.
"Then follow me now and do not argue, for if you will dispute then I will burn it right now"
With very forced Father and Mother to come along with Candra, they do not want Candra to make a tantrum and burn the charred relics of the parents of the Mother's only one.
You've changed so much, son.
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