The Love of ROBBKU

Real Reasons.

"That's… ."

Satria stared intently at the Saint who showed doubt. 

"Son, tell me the truth ! You also do not understand what you have been talking about? But you want to be honest as you are."

Sacred stared at the nanar of the man who developed a sincere smile at him. He was getting ready to tell the truth.

"But! The reason why Mr. Rudy left the branch here and took over the main one is, because it's all rightfully his. I don't know for sure, but that's what he told me. I was only asked to run it as usual, he also said that if the branch is purely owned by Brother. I have said honestly, from what he explained to me. Is it up to you to believe it or not? I'm sure I told you the truth."

Sacred's long explanation made everyone ponder, what was Mr. Rudy's real reason? If he is a greedy man? Then the man will take everything. However, strangely the man left a little on the grounds that it was Satria's right.

"Sister," called Mala while looking at her husband. 

"What's up, Nur? Your stomach hurts?"

Mala shook her head in response to her husband's words, "Sister, I want Big Brother to let go of everything. Treasures and thrones can be sought, but a peaceful heart is not!  I don't want big brother to seize the company that already belongs to the Saints, I just want you to try and be patient managing the company that is already in the hands of Brother."

"I'm not the owner, Ma'am" said Suci. 

"It belongs to you, Sulastri. No one can change it except God. I just want to live in peace with my family, with no such thing as grudges and enmities. I am tired of living with suffering! I also want to feel happiness, can I find my happiness?"

Azzahra could not stand it anymore, she immediately got up from her seat and hugged Mala with tears. She knew how much she was suffering, and she was determined to make her daughter happy with all her body and soul. 

"Umi, I want to be hugged too!" said Azzam snatched and approached the umi and his sister. He had gotten used to it from childhood, if there was any joy and sorrow that they always shared together. 

Satria and Udin just silently stared, in contrast to Saints who just stared at the three people who hugged each other. The feeling of the girl becoming envious, she also wanted to feel a warm embrace from the person who loved her.

"Holy! Come here," Mala asked while waving to the girl. Mala's anger, she will never have the heart to do anything cruel to the people around her. 

Suci shook his head to reject Mala's invitation, he hesitated. The girl is self-conscious, if it has caused a lot of trouble. 

"If you don't want to? Let me hug you."

Udin begins the pros cons, Azzahra breaks her arms and looks at the man who plans to be her future husband. 

"Mr! Remember the age," Satria said with a laugh. However, a second later, "Awww, Nur's sick!"

Everyone laughed off seeing Satria who got the deadly pinch of Mala, they chatted warmly as if there was no problem before. Forgiveness is not easy, but trying to accept all the provisions of the Robb is the best choice. This is life, there are times when a storm hits the crew of the boat and want to end it immediately. However, there are also those who try to survive because they believe after a storm there is a rainbow that replaces. 

Living sincerely and accepting all the provisions of the Robb, means that we have included Man-Human-believers. 

Leaving the warmth of those in the house full of memories, we will peek at the unrest of the couple Ikbal and Marissa. A married couple who if close is always noisier. However, if far away will feel missed. 

"This again, why is the table like this? Supposedly elegant, use teak wood and in lacquer so that it is shiny at… ."

"Mommy!" yelled Ikbal who couldn't take it anymore. "If you want a good office? The classic table? Or what the hell is that? Must work! Work! Work! Hard and hard work, can you?" 

Ikbal said all that with a single breath of his regret to the wife who was like a satlantas who set the path in order and order. 

"Mommy just commented, it's work too!" kila Marissa sat down and read the file on her desk.

Ikbal asked OB staff to add chairs and tables in his room so that the woman could be properly supervised. Not what?  Ikbal understands the attitude and disposition of his wife. This company will never go forward if the mouth of his wife's curse is chirping loudly, which there will be a bankrupt company due to the employees who run away. 

Calm for a moment, Ikbal could breathe a sigh of relief. However, just for a moment. The shouting and the chattering of the wife continued. Like hearing a singer song DI with a very fast rhythm. Ikbal was very astonished by his wife, how the woman spoke without pause. Talk like an express train. 

"Mommy!"

Marissa gasped in shock at the screams of her husband, but in a second she began to turn things around. 

"But, this mom just told you? This file is valid, not appropriate. Papi, get angry continue the same Mami! Luckily, Mami wants to help Papi. This, even unappreciated, hurts Pi! It hurts!"

Marissa dramatized the role she played, as if she was the one being hurt. Great indeed the name of women, if pressed they will play the role of garlic. They are the stepmother.

Ikbal repeatedly said Istighfar, until he found a very fitting word to silence his wife's mouth.

"Mi, we'll go to the hospital" he asked, developing a smile. 

Marissa smelled the unpleasant scent of her husband's words while shaking her head, "What are we going to do?"

Ikbal still raised a smile, his guess fittingly. His wife will be quickly attracted to the hospital smelling, "We'll do a DNA test."

"meaning?" marissa lunglai's body instantly. Marissa felt that something bad was going to happen, her body trembling with sweat pouring down. The woman was sure that her husband would do what she could not have guessed, not knowing what the plan of the man who was leisurely sitting while reading the file was. Marissa was only able to look at her husband's nanar while making her mind.

"What's your plan, Pi?" inner Marissa.

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