White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

Meeting at the Market

Hana pulls Aksa's hand forcibly, and makes Aksa more anxious and sharpens her intuition.

"But I can't Hana. We can have lunch together some other time and I'll take my wife along. Don't worry, there's plenty of time, right?" Aksa caught another gelagat from Hana.

Perhaps in Hana's eyes, Aksa could not read the look and also the glint of her eyes. Unfortunately, it is a skill that has been honed in Aksa by Radhi to be able to know the emotions of the interlocutor.

"Well, I thought we could have lunch together." Hana looked at Aksa disappointed. "Again, your wife might not like it if I take you out to eat together."

"Don't Hana, my wife's a good girl. I guess it's time to go back to class. I'm sorry I couldn't talk to you for long. Next time we can meet again. Bye."

Aksa passed away, leaving Hana who clucked in dislike. His eyes look dangerous. There was a strong disfigurement from the look in Hana's eyes according to Aksa.

Along Aksa's steps towards her class, the man was silent with a flat-faced look. Yasmin's husband thought about what his wife said. Is it true what his wife said about Hannah?

Aksa wanted to prove his wife's words, but he was thinking about how.

Yasmin was sitting alone in her chair, when Aksa came. The schoolgirls were talking about Yasmin and Yasmin, not caring about it.

"Aksa, I heard you've been walking around with Yasmin lately. Some friends also justify it. Are you two lovers like the rumors going around?"

Yuna, one of Aksa and Yasmin's classmates asked, glancing at the judges towards Yasmin.

"Should I answer that question? Go Yuna, the bell has rung and I don't have time to wait for you." Aksa said quietly and flatly. His eyes glanced at Yasmin who was staring at him, for Yasmin to save her from this situation.

Not only Yuna, but there are two friends of Yuna who are now also staring at Aksa full of puja.

"I'm just asking, Aksa. After all, you were about to be real with Yasmin as a couple. I thought it was just a joke. Even Yasmin lost far away to me."

Yasmin kicked the table. The woman approached Aksa and grabbed her husband's arm.

"Go, Yuna. Even Aksa and I will get engaged after graduation. So don't bother Aksa and don't provoke trouble with me." Yasmin said firmly.

"You're challenging us?" Diana, Yuna's friend chimed in to defend her henchmen. Yasmin was not afraid at all. Life was poor and often played with many street children, making Yasmin a bit of martial arts.

"You want to fight with me? You know that I broke one of the students' hands in tenth grade. If your parents demand it, I'm not afraid, I'm the future son-in-law of the foundation's owner, Mr. Radhi Praja Bekti."

Yuna and her two friends only snorted in an instant. Until then the teacher came, and Yuna passed from the bench of Aksa. So did Yasmin who also passed after Aksa gave a distant kiss to the careless Yasmin instantly.

Aksa managed to make Yuna and her two friends retreat, no longer daring to disturb her.

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The afternoon has arrived. Dion is driving Inora to go to the market to buy their ingredients for the next two days. Understandably, all this time Dion did not let Inora go alone anywhere, because of Inora's past history of depression.

The market is crowded this time. Just look, even Inora also bought a lot of groceries to entertain the besi later tonight.

A few days ago, Kara said she would visit her home, but was stopped because of a sudden affair. Be the night Kara will come to her house.

"Have, honey? Oh my God, this is a lot to buy. The only ones that came were lord Kara and mistress Hanum, not the large family Praja Bekti."

Dion cried out to his wife.

Just as Inora was stepping back, Inora's body was transfixed, when she saw it clearly, the figure of a past man who was looking at her and walked up to her.

"Sore, Mr. Dion, Miss Nora. How are you?" Alex bowed for a moment to pay his respects. Dion did something similar.

"So late, too, Mr. Alex. Shopping yet?" Dion asked softly while smiling.

"Yes. Hesti was wanting to eat traditional snacks. Mama didn't have time to drop off because there was an important meeting this afternoon." Alex replied, occasionally staring at Inora.

"Papa, the food's shoveling to my cheek." Westi approaches Alex, and her papa and Alex take out a handkerchief to clean the mouth and cheeks of Nesti's liquid brown sugar.

Inora's heart seemed to feel in the squeeze for a moment. He remembered Marcel who did not feel the affection of his biological father in the least. Dion rarely encountered Marcel because of the distance between the places. It is unfortunate the fate of Marcel.

"Darling, papa said, can't you just eat at home? Look, papa didn't even bring you tissue." Alex clucked softly.

"I haven't done anything like this in a long time. Mama doesn't seem to have time to accompany Nesti. Come on, hesti wants to buy some biscuits over there. Huge and Hesti wants to eat that." The teenage girl smiled at Inora and Dion at a glance, bowing her face for a while, before then finally returning to whining at Alex.

"Yes in a minute." Alex's eyes turned to Inora and Dion. "Sorry, madam, sir, I have to go first. Maybe next time, we can talk a little longer. I want to be closer to you."

"All right, Mr. Dion. If you don't mind come to our hut, or we can meet outside for dinner together. Just try."

Alex nodded. "Of course, Mr. Dion. All right, come on."

Alex passes away from there, leaving Inora and Dion. Of course Inora clucked bitterly at her husband.

"You're this. I'm not coming if you're having an appointment with Alex. Remember, mas. The possibility of Marcel's identity as Alex's biological child, is the intensity of frequent encounters. Don't make a tantrum."

Inora rolled her eyes puffed.

"Here it is, after all, Alex offered."

"You should have refused earlier. I don't like it when they have to pry information about our family."

Dion nodded and only smiled. As Dion felt, Inora completely locked the door of her heart to her past. Presumably, Inora has not been able to come to terms with her past.

"Well, just as comfortable as you are. It's just that, if we've been trying to hide Marcel's identity as Alex's son, but fate still brings them together, I can't do anything about it. I hope you understand."

"Don't talk about destiny anymore. I don't want to and will never want to make Yasmin and Aksa have to get the impact if Marcel is caught as Alex's flesh and blood."

"Yes, okay."

Both of them went back and continued their activities. Unexpectedly, now they have talked about the past, near Alex's bodyguard whom Alex used to assign to always keep an eye on Hesti.

After this, Alex will definitely find out and pry out until it is clear what they are talking about right now.

Destinies......

Destiny is something that cannot be fought.

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