
"Who are you?" ask Fathir.
"I? Heh, do you remember? 25 years ago? "I was the son of the woman who took turns that night" he said, his eyes filled with rays of hatred.
"Running around?" Huda was shocked to hear the woman's words.
"Whatchu mean? don't beat around the bush, just say it directly to your wishes," said Fathir again emotionally.
"Did you remember? the woman you were crazy about at the villa back then? a helpless woman, driven in front of her own husband, until her husband had no lust for the woman, finally she was thrown away like trash."
FLASHBACK 25 Years ago.
"Let's go!"
The assassins left the villa.
"Boss, are you okay?"
An old man was tied up on a chair, and a woman was naked on a bed. Looks like he just got screwed by the old man's wife's hit man lara.
"Mas... Hiks hyks hyks." cried the woman who was on the bed while picking up the blanket, and covered her body.
"Guards, take that woman oergi from here, escort her to her house! and give him 500 million" said Sanga Bis
"Good boss," said his newly arrived bodyguard.
It seemed like the old man was a businessman who was dating his young wife, but his old wife sent a hitman and spun his young wife in front of her own old man, instead, so the old man was disgusted with his young wife.
"Mas! what does ma mean?" ask the poor woman.
"Don't see me again, 500 million is enough for you to make business capital, remember! If you dare to come, then you will die in vain" threatened the old man.
"Mas... Why is Mas so hearty, why would Mas want to throw me like garbage?" said hysterical.
"Do you think I want to be with you again? After what they did to you? Heh, in the gilir of 3 men in front of me at once, want to put where my face is heh? go then! and live quietly, that money is enough for your capital."
The old man left the room and left the house and went with the driver, crying.
End.
***
"So you think the one who turned your mother around was me? Heh, at that time I was still a high-ting virgin, where would I like the same ant hole, which any ant can enter," said Fathir was upset.
"Heh... How could you not be interested after, you saw your friends doing it to my mom heh? Hypocritical," Snapped the pretty girl.
"Pa, what does this mean?" Huda was confused by himself.
"Well, if you don't believe me, we'll meet the people who desecrated your mother back then, I'll help you" Fathir said.
"Sok good, hypocritical,"
The woman stood up and walked away from Fathir's office.
"I'll help you if you want, but if you don't want to, whatever, but I'm for God's sake don't touch your mother one bit" Fathir said, shouting.
"Dad, I'll go after him."
For some reason Huda felt like he was getting along with the woman, and chased after her without waiting for an answer from her father.
"Miss... Let's just accept my father's offer!" huda persuaded.
"So you're his son?" The woman scanned Huda's handsome face.
"Handsome" shept her heart out.
"What's your name?" ask Huda.
"Saila," Saila stretched out her hand, she was stunned by Huda's good looks.
"I'm Huda. Let's go see my dad, I'll help you too."
Saila was weakened and was willing to return to Fathir's room.
"Pa, I'm going to help him find out who his father is" Huda said.
"Sit down, let me tell you at the time."
Saila sat down and kept her proud face and judes.
"Well, I'll help you with the deal I made, first, you have to change your appearance, then you can stay in our house."
"What do you mean?" ask Saila.
"You will dress modestly while staying in our house!" pinta Fathir's.
"Hmm."
***
Fathir and Huda as well Saila had already reached their home.
"Wa alaikumsalam, Beng? Who's she?" Shaina was astonished when her husband was now carrying a sexy woman whose clothes were so lacking in materials.
"Let me explain Ma, now, give her some decent clothes."
Fathir went into his room, while Huda who was minimal in his religious lessons while living with the Jery family even occasionally glanced at Saila's body which was very charming. Even he deliberately sat on the living room sofa to keep staring at Siala up close.
"Mama___astag."
Another with Rangga who immediately said Istigfar and turned his face, he also did not go down the stairs, instead returning to his room above.
"Who Is He? Was he also this young man's brother? But why is he so different? He even turned his face away when he saw me dressed like this, why are these house people all handsome?" saila murmured in the heart.
"Let's go to the next room."
Shaina also invites Saila into Zahwa's room, and takes Zahwa's clothes that are deliberately in residence.
"This is whose room Tan is in?" ask Saila.
"this is our first child's room, she's married, and she's with her husband" Shaina replied.
"Ooh. What about the one on the stairs?" Saila is not the type of person who likes to be curious, for her it is better to ask than to be silent.
"He is our 3rd son" he replied.
"If his name is Huda?" ask again.
"He's our second son" he said.
"Well while your room is here! don't hesitate if you want something, eat, just look in the kitchen, or you ask Auntie, now you change clothes first!"
Shaina is out. Saila changes clothes and wears the veil that Shaina gave her.
"Beautiful," she wrote.
Chequelek
Saila went out for the night tomb.
"Who are you?" yola asked when Yola was going to the kitchen for lunch.
"I? I'm a guest here, who are you?" ask her.
"Ooh, I'm a resident of the house. Who are you mssri?"
"Yola... This is Saila, she's going to sleep in our house for some time, please accompany her, maybe she'll sleep in Zahwa's room first" said Fathir, who suddenly came out of her room.
"Yes Pa."
***
Have breakfast together. Huda slalu looked at the beautiful face of Saila, while zsaila was even cool occasionally glanced at the handsome face of Huda, who was indeed a more handsome face than Huda. A bright and charming face.
"Saila, this heart we're going to meet someone!" bring Fathir.
"Hmm."
He just muttered.
"Ma, Pa, today I have a college assignment out of town, maybe a little new night comes," said Rangga.
"Okay, be careful" said the mother.
"Yes Ma,"
Rangga was ready to leave, he rushed out of the kitchen and headed to his room to take his needs.
"Hey!"
When Rangga went down the stairs, it turned out that Saila was waiting for him at the end of the wet stairs.
"Hey," Rangga greeted with a lowered gaze and continued walking towards the main door.
"Can we be acquaintances? 'it would be strange if we lived on one roof but we didn't know each other" he said.
"My name is Rangga, you're Saila, right? Greetings," said Rangga as he continued to walk from his house to the garage.
"As arrogant as he is, I will get it, however it may be," he said.
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