The Last Port of Sang Bad Boy

CHAPTER 57

"Well, why are Haula's jars stuffed into bags?" haura asked as the nanny packed the things in her room.

"Just ask your Papa" said Ratna. His eyes looked at the nyalang husband who was sitting on the sofa while holding a laptop.

Innocently, Haura approached her papa to ask. "Papa, why is Haula's shirt in the bag?"

Mr. Yusuf smiled, turning his eyes from the laptop towards his little daughter. "We're moving out of here."

"Moved?"

"Yes, to a better house."

"Bigger?" Ratna rolled both her eyes lazily. "The uglier the yes, the smaller."

The confused Haura, looked at her mama and papa alternately.

"Haura to the room first yes," said Mr. Yusuf. "Help Ma'am get Haura's stuff in the suitcase. Haura doesn't want to, does anyone miss it?"

"Yes, Papa." Haura nodded then ran towards her room.

"What the hell are you, Mas? Could he lose to Ibra?" omel Ratna's. His eyes bulged with both arms folded across his chest.

Mr. Yusuf closed the laptop, removed the glasses and put them on the table. Incline the inner corner of the eye to slightly reduce discomfort in his eyes.

"What's in your brain?" Ratna pointed at her husband. Her courtesy to her husband is completely gone. There was only a feeling of annoyance that he wanted to vent. "It may be a quarter of you, you also love Ibra. Then what did Haura and I get?"

Mr. Yusuf sighed then looked at Ratna sharply. "My heart is still Ratna, don't be afraid of you and Haura going hungry. All I gave to Ibra was Alm's property. Her mother's. How many times do I have to explain that."

"Yes but your ex-wife's treasure is more than yours. A quarter of your ex-wife's estate is a lot in number, Mas. It should be for Haura, not Ibra."

"Ibrahim is also my son Ratna" Yusuf said. "And I know enough myself not to take his mother's treasure. Especially to give to you and Haura."

"Don't be pretentious to be a real person. According to the law, a quarter of the inheritance is yours. You're not wrong to take it."

"But I still have shame, Ratna. All my brothers make fun of me not knowing myself."

"So can't make you rich" Ratna said.

"It looks like your brothers have managed to brainwash you, Mas. Now you're more on Ibra's side than me and Haura." Ratna rose blood. 2 weeks ago, Mr. Yusuf gathered with his extended family, of course without Ratna because Ratna's relationship with Yusuf's extended family was not good. After the meeting, Ratna felt that her husband had changed. He can no longer control it as he used to.

"It's Ratna, I'm dizzy." Mr. Joseph left Ratna, went into his study. Pack his things as he had to move immediately. After marriage, Ibra and Ayleen will occupy this house immediately.

"Loss I marry you" grumbled Ratna. "Cyrains are rich, he knows his wife is richer." He stomped his feet on the floor with a feeling of annoyance. Go into the room and pack his things.

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"Outlines."

"Vcall yuk, kangen." Ibra's whining made Ayleen giggle amusedly. Her husband-to-be almost 2 hours once a phone call requested video call. The reason is still the same because they have not met for 3 days.

"How many times, I have to say. Can't say my grandmother" said Ayleen. "We're on edge again, can't meet or video call."

"Yes you go to the toilet, to the bed, to the cupboard, or to where. Anyway to a place your grandmother didn't find out. Very kangen Ay, want to see your face."

"See the same photo."

"Same, can't move, can't smile, can't talk." Again Ayleen could not help his laughter. "The other guy is kangen, even mated," Ibra grumbled.

"Patience to why the hell," said Ayleen.

"Can't, Ay. This OD is missing. Some of the tradition is just a myth, not done papa."

"But I want to do that tradition. Wanted to miss to the mountains. So when we meet on the wedding day, it feels like that. Like people say, kayak fasting, trus pas open, the pleasure is amazing. Our longing will pay off on that day. And I'm sure, on the day H later, we want to look at each other continuously, because we miss each other. Patience, only 4 days left."

"Just 4 more days did you say?" Granted Ibra. "3 today, it's been 3 years. Really bad shrimp, nget, nget. If Judika says, half dead longing, no."

"No," said Ayleen as he chuckled.

"Ngeselin," exasperated Ibra. "Good love, if not_"

"If not, what?"

"If you don't, you have me sack, then I throw it to Mars, because it's crazy." Ayleen was getting more and more laughing, so that Alfath who again passed in front of his room immediately entered.

"What's the big deal, really fast?" Alfath started kepo. "Don't vcall the same Bang Ibra?" guess it's kind of knowing.

"What the hell, no. People are just phones."

"Grandmother," Alfath suddenly shouted. "Sister Leen video calls her future husband." Her brother escaped from Ayleen's room.

"Al," cried Ayleen growled. Chasing his sister but unfortunately, not overtaken because Alfath very fast running.

"Yes, Ay." Call Ibra.

"Udah yes, Brother. I'd like to teach you a lesson with Al."

"But Ay, I'm ma_" Ibra clucked slowly when the connection was cut off. "Still missing" he continued, shouting in front of the phone.