
Isha ate slowly after he finished he immediately rushed to his father's house, he walked slowly while looking at the rose flowers that were very beautiful in his eyes.
Isha did not realize that Aril followed him from behind at a distance, Isha entered his father's house while singing.
After he entered he immediately searched for the whereabouts of his brother, but he did not find everyone so he quickly came out.
When he was outside he met Aril.
"Bang, what's the matter here?"said Isyah very nervous he was afraid Aril would recklessly do things like last night.
"What are you doing here?"Aril asked back very casually.
"I want to see you, and everyone doesn't ads inside the Bang." Isyah explained.
"Call it" followed Aril and Isyah smiling and he reached into his pants pocket and found he was not carrying his phone.
"Don't bring a cell phone, Bang .." said Isyah with a sweet smile to Aril.
"Do you remember whose number it was?"aril asked while giving his phone to Isha.
"Remember, there's my niece's number, Bang." said Isyah who rushed to call her niece.
Isha immediately called Erla and was not answered to make Isha sad, because she did not know where her family went.
Isha gave Aril's cell phone back and he immediately rushed away to the house, because he wanted to rest for a while to calm his mind.
...
Aril keeps his nephew Isyah's mobile number and he sees a picture of a chubby white girl, posing like a woman of the night making him feel like he's about to change his heart.
Aril begins to send a message to Erla and Erla replies to a message from Aril, they begin to get acquainted very deeply.
"Good, ******small as this kind of gini is commonly used. For fun .." said Aril as he continued to send Erla messages.
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"Mom, this isn't Aril the future sister-in-law of Isa?"said Erla who gave her phone to Fia.
Fia saw the WhatsApp profile of Aril which was seen there are photos of Aril and Amit, Isyah, Mr. Ben were also there.
"Well, where did you get that from?"ask Fia full of probes.
"He called me, Mom. Keep her acquaintance with me." said Erla with great enthusiasm.
Like this, Isa may be hurt if Aril is dating Erla where Erla is always targeting men, who are close to Isyah again. Inner Fia.
Fia could not speak anything so she resumed her work of putting together the items.
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Amit devised a plan so that he could prank Isha in the way he would take Isha, take a walk after which he would leave Isha alone and he would pretend to forget.
"Good, it's Sunday night." said Amit while staring at the ceiling of his room and he sent a message to Isha.
💌
(Later tonight get ready, I'll take you for a walk. And all of it was by Papa's will.)
Amit had previously talked about this why Mr. Ben.
Flashback.
Mr. Ben was waiting for Amit's return from taking Isyah to school, after Amit came home they were sitting on the couch alone.
"What's up, Pa?"amit asked very gently.
"Papa wants you to never scold Isyah again, pity her Mit," said Mr. Ben.
"Em, then what do you want Papa?"amit asked very softly.
"Papa wants you to be good with him, never make him sick or anything." said Mr. Ben while staring at Amit.
Well, this is a good plan to prank that bauk kencur boy, inner Amit.
"Well, Amit will take him for a walk but. If he asks Papa just say everything is Papa's desire." said Amit while looking at Mr. Ben's face with a sweet smile.
"Yes, don't you do anything about it." said Mr. Ben very firmly, Amit smiled triumphantly.
Flashback.
Amit received a phone call from his men.
"Hello, Ken. What's up?"amit said very coldly.
"Report, Boss. The kid who troubled our plan I caught and is now in our house" Ken explained.
"All right, I'll be there soon. Make sure the kid doesn't get away!"
Amit disconnected his phone and he rushed from his room to the outside, he climbed on his motorbike and he drove his motorbike at high speed so that he could get to his base soon.
When he finished he went straight inside and inside his many men, he opened the door of the room and went inside.
"Well, where's your manhood?"amit said very gently.
"Take me off! You fucking mafia! "shouts a young man tied to a room pole.
Amit approached the young man and he immediately held the young man's shoulder.
"You're Gilang's men! And you've ruined all our plans, you know I'm head of the Mafia!"amit shouted while hitting the young man's face.
Plaque!
Plaque!
Plaque!
Amit slapped the young man's cheeks repeatedly with great force.
"You'll torture me! And I'll never tell you what our next plan is!"shouted the young man.
Amit took his gun and told the young man.
"Say it or you will .." said Amit very creepily.
"No!"the young man shouted and Amit shot the young man.
Dor's!
Dor's!
The young man died instantly and Amit immediately walked away from the young man.
"Take it all right, and you're gonna have to figure out what the fuck that jerk really wants!"
"Ready, Boss." replied Ken.
Amit left his base and he drove his motorbike at high speed so he could get home soon, after arriving home he saw there was a blood stain on his shirt a little so he ran inside.
Brucks.
Amit hit Isyah who was about to leave the house and they fell on the floor, Isyah looked at Amit's face which looked very anxious and then he glanced at the blood stains on Amit's clothes.
"Bang, brother is injured?"isha asked very worriedly and he approached Amit.
"Don't interfere, just take care of your life!"amit who passed away left Ishaah.
North polar bottom, I'm just anxious to see how he's doing and he's just so sniffy and what blood it is. Whether his blood or he's killed someone. O Allah, what I think is that he was wounded just like new and still alkaline, Isha's mind.
Isha hurried to go outside because she wanted to make sure that her family was still there, after arriving at Mr. Salam's house she could not find where the family was so she returned to Mr. Ben's house.
Isyah walked towards her room however, her eyes glanced towards Amit's room so she walked towards Amit's room and eavesdropped there.
Actually what happened, I was really curious about what Bang Amit did, Inner Isyah.
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