The story of Melissa Arespati

The story of Melissa Arespati
Your residence is very ugly



Ding ding ding dong the sound of the Arespati residence bell rang, a aunt who happened to be cooking in the kitchen ran to see who was coming.


"yes, a minute..."


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"eh..non lisa..non lisa has healed.ayo enter non...others where non.." said aunt brought lisa to sit in the living room chair.


"still on the way bi.." lisa said with a warm smile.


"if the mistress and master are still on the way.kok non lisa already here..."


"mmm it was a car that dad broke down.so lisa took a taxi already not Kaut want to break down the body bi.." lisa's smile that was immediately on the side of aunt.


"let's go and take aunt non to the room..."


"iya bi.." at last they went to the stairs to visit Lisa's room, not long after their departure came gitani and listiani.


"eh non tani and non ani have arrived.mau drink what non.." asked aunt who just went down the stairs.


"issa is here bi.." asked gitani who made auntie surprised.


"already non.bibi just interceded non lisa to the room..."


"oh yasudah then I go upstairs..."


"yes, non..."


"auntie can take ani juice. Ani's throat hurts..."


"ready non .."A friendly smile a happy aunt saw the attitude of no christian some weeks is very polite to him like never before who behaved to him as she pleased, if in mind non-Christian changes after an accident that occurred to non-lisa thought aunty.


"what is your sister in ani's house." said Arlan who just came with dahlia,hadi, marissa and jeassen who happened to be up to her simultaneously.


"well, sister was with sister in the room.


"huh thank goodness if he was here.lucky I came here.." said Lirih Hadi who was confused where to go, where to go, whether it was to his residence or to the residence of arlan were just two possibilities that Lisa was located, and finally he decided to join arlan who had just come out of the hospital.


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the flashback


"you're still here, man." said Arlan, who had just come out of the hospital and saw Hadi and Marissa standing by his car.


"as you can see.


"maybe to my house because today is not the ration he lives in my house." said Arlan thought.


"astaga I forgot about that.yaudah let's go to your house.." said Hadi directly into the car and followed them.


"wait for dad.I'll come along." said Jeassen who just arrived.


"let's go in boy.." said Arlan with a smile that they saw his son wanted to come with him, without waiting long jeassen directly in and sit in the back seat.


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"let's go in, baby." said dahlia holding the hands of Jeassen who was still standing by the door.


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"after all these years, I was finally able to enter this residence where I was created.." inner jeassen.


"where aunty.." asked dahlia to Christiani.


"i'm here, ma'am." said the new aunt.


"please get some more juice for them. After that my aunt followed me to the largest guest room near Lisa's room.." said dahlia.


"well madam..this drink is non.." said aunty.


"after the drink is over you follow your mother..."


"yes ma..."


"mmm jeng can I go to our daughter's room .. I want to see the situation.." said Marissa who is dahlia-furnished, finally the wives climbed the stairs and followed by Christiani who spent his drink with 2 sips.


"forgive my parents, man.I know his decision disappointed you.." said Arlan, making Hadi sigh heavily.


"i never thought that your father would make a unilateral decision..."


"i've warned you not to behave like that, but my words are not heard..."


"i've guessed.most importantly our daughter disagrees.." arlan nodded.


"why do you just shut up boy.." asked Arlan scrambling jeassen's hair.


"i want to go to Issa's room..."


"auntie.can take her to Lisa's room." said Arlan.


"well sir.mari den.." said the aunt who also happened to want to catch up with the dahlia.


"is my grandson here." said Sera, who had just arrived with Abraham and Jeollus.


"what is it that you came here .." said Arlan coldly staring at Abraham dislike.


"i'm just following my wife." Abraham replied no less coldly.


"why are you talking like that, Marlan. and you too. quickly solve the problem now, Abraham..."


"yes I will finish it. You do not always criticize me. I have decided to follow the wishes of my grandchildren only...it's just that they once had to meet this old me." said Abraham waltzing in and sitting near Arlan.


"i don't like to apologize so I hope you understand." said Abraham staring at Hadi.


"most importantly my daughter can still stay in my house, sir." said hadi who understood.


"it's kind of better, and now where my daughter-in-law and granddaughter are." said Sera.


"mama goes up the stairs there are 4 rooms. in room 3 your grandchildren are gathered." said Arlan.


"don't you want to take me.." said Sera staring intently at Arlan.


"i think women as strong as mama do not need to be delivered. This house is also not too big so mama will not get lost this is not the kingdom of mama..." said Arlan who got the shot of Sera's eyes who finally climbed the stairs.


"your residence is very ugly." taunted abraham.


"if you don't like it, you can go home, and I don't have any guests.." said Arlan.


"you .." angry with abraham.


"why.."challeng arlan.


"had it been, man, however, he's your parents.."lerai hadi.


"this child does not have manners.I think I should raise one son ..Let me get the respect of my son.why do you want to be my second son..." abraham looked at Hadi who was even chuckling.


"i don't want to compete with your son's legacy, it's a great master." said Hadi.


"who said you'd compete with him."pointing abraham to arlan.


"i will not give my inheritance to him." he continued.


"whether I get your inheritance or not, I can still support my family." replied arlan did not want to lose.


"maybe this is how the interaction between the child and the father is. Seeing it I remember my bad son .. "inner Hadi remembers devano.


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