White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

The heir-to-the-throne emperor

Jelita looked at her daughter for a long time.

Aluna Shara Praja Bekti Hotel.

The daughter she gave birth to twenty years ago. Since her birth, Santika and Reksa and Ratna, insist on caring for and raising Luna together.

That time........

Jelita insisted she did not want to give up her daughter, even if it was to her in-laws.

However, mutual is still a stubborn mutual.

Reksa had arrived at Jelita under the pretext of Ratna and Santika would no longer be able to give birth to a baby.

Medium Mutual......

The man thus misses the sound of baby's laughter.

In the end, Jelita lost.

He tried to think realistically and put his ego aside.

Logically, Reksa, Santika and Ratna..

They are the grandparents of their children.

It is impossible for them to abandon their grandchildren.

Now, Jelita was pensive for a long time, looking at Luna's charming face.

"Luna doesn't want to live in the city with mom and dad?

Just there.....

Luna won't be alone.

There are Luna brothers and sisters who will always take care of Luna with all their heart".

Luna smiled slightly.

The girl was considered Jelita's most gentle child and had high courtesy.

Maybe maybe......

Because there are Santika and Ratna who have educated him so gently, so that this child is not much different from their Oma.

In contrast to Arlan, Ariana, Kara and Aridha who behave normally. Even a bar under certain conditions.

Perhaps because they are big and in Jelita's care, more likely to be neutral, even uncontrollable when their calm is disturbed.

"Don't make Luna, ma. Luna is comfortable living here.

Oma Ratna, Oma Santika and Opa Reksa......

they have been sepuh.

Luna won't leave them alone".

"Not alone, Luna.

There were four servants, two gardeners, and five guards present here.

Oma-oma and opa will definitely understand later".

"No, ma.

Luna is more comfortable living here.

Not occasionally...... Luna visits mom and sometimes mom papa also visits Luna like this?".

Aluna and Aridha......

These are two girls who are Jelita's reflection.

Their stubbornness, arrogance, spicy sentences, and great ambition, declined even Kara did.

The difference between the three brands is.....

Kara is hedonistic and rude, but has high concern, has a commanding nature..... Emperor who reigns and reigns.

Aridha is barbaric and ceplas ceplos, but high social spirit.

The meek aluna, the calm self-consciousness, the high courtesy, yet capable of paralyzing the opponent with just a word.....

The three of them are like Jelita and Radhi who are fused.

"All right....."

Jelita nodded weakly. Feeling defeated this time.

"Mama will return to the city after this.

You, Kara.....

Today he arrived".

And a bright smile rose from Aluna's tiny lips.

"Tell Kara's sister to visit us soon. I can't visit him, because opa's health is on the decline.

Tell brother to bring Ridha with him.".

"certain. Take good care of yourself".

In fact, Jelita had invited them all to live in her dwelling.

But Reksa and Santika and Ratna......

rejecting Jelita's idea.

"Alright, ma Be careful on the road. Tell Papa, Aluna misses papa. Luna is waiting for papa to visit Luna on the weekend".

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Kara's........

Walking gracefully like a predator who is ready to swallow prey round and round, when the car driving yes stopped right in front of a famous company led by his father, Praja Bekti.

The steps were soundless.

His eyes were sharp as an eagle, like a samurai who was ready to wield an opponent.

His arms and back, so firm.

This kind of thing, Kara often natural.

Good looks and promising future stability, making any woman willing to bend her knees at her feet.

A secretary, Radhi has been prepared to help and prepare anything about Kara's work later.

Welcomed by Alma, the secretary, Kara glances at the woman standing clumsy before her.

Staring intensely like being stripped of Alma, judging if it is appropriate or not Alma became her secretary.

"Good morning, young master".

Alma tries to act ordinary in front of Kara. Although undeniably, Alma is so nervous because his boss this time, is a handsome man with impeccably deadly charm.

"Hmmm".

The swearing in Alma's heart.

How can Kara be so indifferent?

It seems, the days of Alma will be very boring.

'Lucky you have a handsome face, young master. If not, I'll make sure in the next three days......

I'll poison you with cyanide'

Racau Alma in the heart.

Alma just hated being treated so coldly by Kara.

"The meeting room is over there, sir.

Your papa ordered me to take you after you get there".

A sweet smile appeared to Alma.

He does not want to get into trouble just because he is not friendly.

"Good".

Suddenly the kara who was walking in front of Alma, stopped and turned around looking at Alma who was walking behind him.

"I don't want you to be this formal.

The young master's call to me shook my ears.

Understood?"

"Then...?"

"Color you're my subordinate, call me boss".

Kara flat.

"Good, sir".

And Kara immediately continued her steps.

Until Kara exits the elevator, she accidentally tangles with a beautiful woman who is much in the gilai Men in the office, one of the female staff of the finance division.

The woman's gaze fell on Alma who was walking near Kara. At once the woman could conclude that this man before her, the son of the owner of this company.

"Sorry young master, I'm sorry I accidentally..... I'm....."

And the woman stopped her sentence when she realized that the man was Kara.

"You again?

Are you stalking me?"

Kara said calmly while researching the appearance of the woman from the tip of my foot, to the tip of the head.

"Mas, Kara?"

"Why do you always hit me?".

"Oh that, anu....."

The nervousness instantly struck the girl.

"Oh yeah, your phone just crashed yesterday at the airport, and you just passed by without caring about my screams.

If you're gonna want to pick up your phone, I'll take it at home".

"no need. Now it's work hours. Let it be after work I'll get it, go to your house"

And the euphoria was felt by Hanum.

Yes, that woman is Hanum.

"alright".

"Oh wait, what's your name?".

"Master forgot my name?".

That sweet smile was on Hanum's sexy lips.

"Hanum Kinara. Just call me Hanum".

"Well, wait for me later in the afternoon in the lower loby.

Understood it?".

"Good, sir".

Until Kara arrived at the meeting room of the company officials, all stared in amazement at Kara. And Radhi, who had been there, introduced his proud son.

"Alright, introduce everyone.

This young man is my son.

Azkara Putra Praja Bekti, He is the one I will crown, as the heir to the throne in this company.

I hope that you will all receive my son well".

Radhi's voice was so soft, yet resolutely full of authority.

Not infrequently, young women there are sometimes smitten with the charm of Radhi, even though he has entered an age that is no longer young.

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