The Pain of the Poor Girl

KSGM 122

A few minutes after he got a short message from his wife, who said "GIVE ME TIME ALONE" Papi Berto was immediately angry with reality, that the wife prefers to defend the woman he nicknamed "waste-land".

Papi Berto also moved from the front of the son's room with a mouth that continuously grumbled short length, short, do not forget the swearing also the rude curse that was addressed whether it was to the son or the woman who brought the son to his residence.

Go on and keep grumbling "Look at it later!!! I make sure and I do it for you two, especially to you, the beaver lady of vain." He stepped in with a mouth that was incessantly muttering. Instantly he reached into his pants pocket, "Curtain, where's my phone? Sia-l, I forgot to tell one of the bodyguards to put in the living room. Bod0h, I have to go to the living room, "Well off all the excesses about the phone which is one of the bodyguards to put the phone in the living room.

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Arriving in the family room, Papi Berto sat down and did not forget to tinker with his phone and with a matter of minutes his phone rang.

"Where are you, Ricko?" Ask someone across the street.

You guys remember Ricko?

Ricko is one of the bodyguards and his personal driver who likes to ask if given the order.

You can read it on KSGM 104, even if only for a moment he appeared.

".........."

"Come to the living room and bring me a piece of paper. Ah, no, bring a few sheets of paper along with pens and stamps. One more thing, bring an envelope. Don't wear it for long, "So soon he turns off unilateral calls.

As usual, it is certain that Ricko who is there will curse and can also be used to the attitude of his master.

It was as if he turned off the call, but he called first and he should have turned it off.

That's not the rule.

Back to Papi Berto who had put his phone on the table, now smiling grinning. I don't know what he's thinking now.

It's hard to guess what Gilberto Beklerken is planning.

The door of the family room was also knocked.

A handsome young man and an athletic body came and saluted by lowering his head.

"Master,"

"Hmm, whichever one I ask," he asked without answering Ricko's greeting. Yeah, that's coming Ricko.

Papi Berto extended his hand.

Ricko immediately gave everything his master ordered.

"Good, you can come out. You can also take a break, as I always have sent money for your snacks," After saying that Papi Berto just immediately he dissolved with what he will now write, he said, ricko is still digesting everything.

"Sia-land, I just got there and where this was told to hurry. I was told to come out again. If I do not need money and have stuck the cooperation of Mr. Berto already out me. Patience, face Mr. Beklerken this one, ah no. 2 Shitty beklerken." Ricko's mind cursed his master and also his son.

Papi Berto also turned to "You are still here!! Come out, don't curse me in your heart!! Do you still want to work here, Ricko????" Papi Berto's circus with anger is now starting to boil back.

Ricko, who was awakened in his swearing, nodded apologetically, "Sorry sir, then I say goodbye."

"Hmm, uh,"

Ricko immediately left the family room with a very rough sigh and inhaled as much oxygen, to calm his mind to face the master.

"Better apologies than memgejawab can be a long affair," he said softly when he was out of the family room.

"Why are you Ricko?" Ask a woman to him.

"Akh, Aunt Retno. No really. Bik, I'm asking for coffee and a snack." He said by switching the conversation.

"You ask the other aunt, I'll be out for a minute. Sorry, Ricko."

"What's wrong, Bik. Careful."

Aunt Retno just smiled and passed. Ricko also walked into the kitchen.

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In the family room

Papi Berto was already busy with his papers and he was focusing on what he had written on the paper.

Not to forget, his face that continuously let out a grinning smile.

After he finished writing whether writing about what, one of the papers he put the stamp and one of them did not. Not forgetting the two papers he put in a brown envelope.

"I'd better keep this in my room. Ah, no. I'd better carry it on, if it falls and someone finds it here, if the one who finds the maid here is given to my wife. Yeah, I better take it on and don't get kicked out prematurely. Now it's time to teach a lesson to my luc-nut son who brought a beard lady into this house, "Let's not forget he put a brown envelope in his pants pocket and his cell phone.

Get out and climb the stairs one by one, "Cur, why take the stairs, this is because my wife does not want an elevator at home. I'd better remodel it again, and make an elevator. I'm tired of having to go down the stairs." His complaints found he had to climb the stairs to the 2nd floor to the study.

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Working room 2nd floor

Now Deon is sitting in his work chair with his upper body not upholstered alias bare-chested and with shorts.

He was throwing and catching the ball.

He threw and he caught it like that. His mind is in a rage.

"What will you do about everything I do to girls. Mami can really keep me away from girls. Not to mention papi, surely papi will also not stay silent with me carrying Girl, the old man certainly does not agree with me with Girl. Girls are only women from among the lower families and not from intact families and their education does not match all the criteria of prospective daughter-in-law papi, arrrgggh." He complained by throwing hard balls and but still he could catch it right.

For a moment his mind was in a frenzy, suddenly the door of his study room was opened forcefully from outside.

I don't know who would dare to do it.

Papi Berto opened the door of the forced labor room and his face was already flushed red.

Without saying excuse me and knocking on the door of the study.

Don't forget to close it hard, too.

What a pity the fate of that door.

Walking and stopping right in front of his son, blocked by a table.

"Currently," Deon screeched at the man who had forcibly opened the door of his study.

With a face that was still holding back his anger that had subsided earlier now peaked because he had found the person who had made him angry.

"BASIC LUC-NUT CHILD. SON SHALAND!!!! Because of you," He pointed out, "My wife is angry and I don't want to see her,"

With his sinless face, Deon said, "Why come is already angry. And forgot to knock on the door first, ah. Wrong without your permission. Come up angry and accuse me, pih? Relax the papi muscles so as not to strain." He was always relaxed in response to his anger.

"Bas with the son of Sialand, because you brought a woman whose beard did not know her origin and it made my wife always defend him and choose with the woman of the beard," Papi Berto spilled his frustration on the son.

"Come on, Pih. What you call 'my wife' is my mama and the woman you call 'male and don't know her origin' is your future daughter-in-law. And should papi REMEMBER," Deon pressed the word 'remember'. He continued saying, "And I must remember, her name is Girl. And, if papi forgets, I'll remind you again. The girl was an orphan as well her origins are clear." Press Deon.

"JUSTIN!!! Want orphans. Still, the woman who acted was weak, helpless. Women from the lower class, will always target rich men. At first it was weak, and after that the man was already infatuated and entangled. And the man could not be far from such a woman, he was already certain to extort the rich man's treasure!!!!"

"ENOUGH, PIH!" Deon stood up, lost his temper and put his castle ball on his desk, "Must remember!!!" Again Deon emphasized the word 'remember', "But remember, where did mami come from? Not forgetting, right?" He asked with a dismissive smile.

"Mommy is also from a lowly girl, as papi said. What need Deon remind!!! Ah, that mami is a young girl who ensnared an established man, handsome is also WEATHERED!!!" Back and again Deon presses the word 'witchy', "And the girl is the daughter of a private driver and maid in HG Elite's main house. What papi REMEMBER!!!!" Sarkas Deon.

Papi Berto was silent with his jaw already hardened.

"SIA-LAND" Papi Berto died a flea and could not reply to his son's words. He left his son with a still rising anger.

Papi Berto was about to open the door but he said earlier, "I'll get that lowly beard lady off your side and I'll get rid of her from the BEKLERKEN family. It will not be easy for him to survive and breathe calmly and I will always get rid of it in any way. YOU TAKE THAT!!!" After that he opened the door and did not forget to close with a hard slam.

After hearing the words of the papi before coming out of the study, Deon got angry and threw his castle ball right into the glass cabinet.

And

Pyaaars

The sound of broken glass

Broke already and scattered already trophies awards belong to Deon.

Not only the glass cabinet that was the target of Deon's anger, all the objects on the table he threw haphazardly. The laptop was not separated from the throwing of the tantrum from Deon.

All innocent dead things.

"WILL-LAND!!!!! Just be careful, if papi really touches and gets rid of my woman, I do not hesitate to act more. I won't look at you as my papi. You'll be my enemy too."

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Papi Berto also walked with anger, not forgetting he would draw up a plan that was already in his mind.

He walked to the 3rd floor, where his wife was.

After arriving, he found the two girls who worked at his residence laughing with crispy.

He doesn't like that.

"WHAT ARE YOU HERE FOR!!!!"

It's just so bad that the FY duo got hit by the anger of Papi Berto

Deg

Both FY duo's jantuk beat fast and the oxygen in their lungs instantly felt exhausted.

Like a fish released from water to land.

"Ka-kaaami," Fitri replied with a stammer. Not forgetting to bow their heads, they were both afraid to face the Beklerken hosts. Especially, Mr. Berto and Mr. Deon.

"The correct answer!" Papi Berto is upset with both.

"We've just come from the young master's room, we've just helped the mistress to carry the Madam Girl to...." Fitri's speech stopped, because it had been cut papi Berto.

"WHO DO YOU CALL YOUNG MISTRESS, HUH!!!"

Indeed, Berto added to his anger, found a worker said if the woman his son brought to the Beklerken residence called 'young lady'.

Fitri and Yeni returned terrified, the two of them still lowered their heads.

"Remember, she's not the young mistress here. She's just a beard lady who doesn't know her origins. Scram!!!"

Without a second thought the FY duo ran down the stairs without saying excuse to the very scary host.

"May they call the lady a beard the young mistress. Hinh"

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