The Conqueror of Love the Heir

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There was a sound of a loud impact in the cloudy morning. The sun has not yet shown its light to replace the moon's task to decorate the sky.

A sporty blue metallic sedan hit the rolling door of a red store. Gaping shapeless ringsek again, breaking through fast and hit the glass window behind the rolling door without warning. Up to half the body of the sports sedan car was slammed in without permission and smashed the windows and doors of the store, and destroyed most of the contents of the daily basic grocery store.

Seen on the front of the Honda Civic RS car which is full of LED Headlight and daytime running light (DRL) shattered into pieces scattered in front of the store that was open forcibly.

Spontane makes the husband and wife of the owner of the grocery store run scattering out of the house and check the state of the grocery store. Not only the owner of the grocery store is surprised by the current condition of the store. But people who pass by start their activities today. Many pairs of eyes were flabbergasted and surprised to see the state of the Sources of Sustains store owned by Mr. Hadi Suherman who had been destroyed like a tornado.

Smoke in the front of the car and the sound of the car engine still roaring painful ears of people who were around the incident.

Suddenly from inside the house, a girl ran fast towards the sports sedan car that rattled its front and directly pushed the door of the car steering. Until the girl's netra was distracted by the figure of a man who seemed to droop leaning on the car seat because pressed by the airbag that ballooned and squeezed her body.

"Please, help open the door of this car," cried the girl worried about the safety of the driver, as well as cursing annoyed at his carelessness.

'Was it drunk or had a sudden heart attack?' various questions are lodged in the brain of the girl without knowing the answer, because the driver of the car can not be removed from the car.

Various expression strokes that appear on several faces of people who surround the sedan car. There are also those who just record the incident and post it on social media, just for a like without thinking about the feelings of the victim.

From inside the car the man squirms trying to assert his head and normalize his position. His consciousness had not yet been gathered perfectly. His gaze was still blurry with many stars circling around his head. Pain all over his body began to spread.

"Law.. It hurts," pekiknya. "What's wrong with me?" lirih the man wriggled as he turned to the left right slowly. The bluish eyeballs circulated his gaze outside the car that had been crowded with people and the sounds of screaming between panic, growling and also swearing at the driver.

While from outside the car, the girl still tried to force open the door of the sports sedan car in metallic blue.

While continuing to feel the look for automatic buttons on the side of the door. The man in the car kept praying for his safety. In his mind at this time only terbesit how to get him out of the car immediately. For his next fate had not crossed his brain. Until the sound of the flip of the key is open and pushed weakly by his burly body that looks weak. Then it collapsed onto the cold store floor.

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"Om Awkward?" nayla's surprised expression made a question mark on the heads of her parents as well as some people who still stayed on the scene.

Does Nayla know him? What does Nayla have to do with the man who just crashed his car into Hadi's grocery store?"

"Sniffraff?" The blue-coloured Netra looked at the girl standing in front of him from the tip of the foot until it rose to the tip of the head.

Somehow the feeling came back, when he was reunited with the snot girl who had rattled his chest.

Nayla squinted at the man nearby. He did not seem to like the existence of this man. Because it was his actions that made the chaos in the morning quiet for those around him.

Wanting it to feel Mahen immediately disappeared from that place and lay his weak body that was sore and sore in some parts. Suppose he had a magic door out of a pocket like Doraemon, his childhood spectacle. He must have run right behind that magic door.

However, right now he could do nothing but hold accountable for his carelessness. Gone off? Disappear? Or even pretend to faint! That's all Mahen can't do. What people say later! It could be predicate as a coward will be pinned on him by people who do not know the beginning of the problem that occurs. It's so causing!"

"Hufft..! Thankfully, there were no casualties!" nayla Gerrick.

"I'm sorry for my carelessness. All the losses I will replace. We'll settle it kinship, yes," Mahen pinta on the black girl.

"If it's just your business! I helped clean the wound on the forehead, om only," said Nayla with a box of P3K. And sit in front of Mahen.

While both of Nayla's parents are still pretentious with the condition of her grocery store.

Nayla started to stick out her hand. His lentic fingers were very agile dancing on Mahen's smooth forehead, which now had a scratch wound due to the accident he had just experienced. It was fortunate that his injuries were not as severe as the handsome man who had drawn his heart.

'Good looking! No, I am dammed! Try not to glow! I've made sure to bonyok all that face, so it gets ruined!' muttered.

Mahen budging. He just stared straight into Nayla's black bead which made him even more misbehaved. His chest was beating so fast and fast. Nayla was afraid that Om Galak sitting in front of her could hear her thump.

"It's over" said Nayla standing up to immediately leave in front of Mahen.

"Thank you" Mahen said, then gave his sweet smile to the girl who had helped him while grabbing Nayla's fingers. Then grasping it, immediately made the two feel that there was a flow of electricity starting to be scattered from within the body of the two. They both made their hearts tremble.

"I'm Mahendra" he said gently, unlike the first time they met like a cat and a mouse.

"Oh, yes. I'm Nayla," Nayla replied in a seemingly seductive tone. Not a half a can of rengginang container that is served when Lebaran arrives.

"Uhukis.. Uhuk..," the typical sound of people coughing sounded startling the two of them.

"Have you finished treating him, Nae?" asked Nae's father staring intently at the pupil of her only daughter.

"Yes, Dad. It's over" answered Nayla.

"Yes, now it is my turn to interrogate him," now Nayla's father's gaze changed on the figure standing firmly next to Nayla.

"Yes, sir," Mahen replied with nervousness as a suspect.

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