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Jamal who was upset, increasingly upset because he was visited by employees where he was staying. Though he was not going to run away, he just had not paid the full cost as long as he stayed here. The man slammed the door of the room after he finished the payment, he did not even bother and wasted time with pleasantries that he thought were unimportant.

The man rewired his brain, looking for what he had done wrong in his brief conversation with the boy. To his conclusion, all the rudeness of the child is the result of the teaching of Pipit who is not a mother.

It should be tonight that he has returned to the mansion, he should be the master there and have high power. Pipit should also accept himself with open arms. What he did was not wrong, he was just bored and playing around for a while. Home should be the ultimate goal. Jamal just does not want to admit it, if in fact he likes the life he recently lived. He was free, he felt like a king who could do anything. He wouldn't have come back if he hadn't been betrayed and his business had gone well.

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"Everything's messed up just because of one child who didn't act in my favor!" hiss the man was getting annoyed. The money he brings is running low, every minute of it and everything he does needs money. Tomorrow he will have to pay again, not to mention for food and other things. This beautiful life would be meaningless without seeing the real beauty of the night world .And of course, it requires more spending to be done.

"Well, but that does not mean completely failed as well anyway," said Jamal with a small grin. "I found out what my dear son's name is, he-he-he," the man continued.

"One plan fails, another plan will be carried out. I just have to be patient not to go outside these few days" muttered Jamal reassuring himself that everything was fine. In the end, everything will go according to what he expected. After that, money was no longer a problem for him.

To save money, Jamal only ate bread. It's okay to hold back some time, the important thing is that in the future he can do whatever he wants to do freely. After being forced to eat dinner with bread alone, the man quickly went to sleep. He's planning to meet Pipit tomorrow. If he can't meet at home, he can intercept on the street or even come directly to the woman's workplace.

"May greater fortune side with me tomorrow!" jamal said before closing his eyes.

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The morning sun revealed its gentle and warm radiance, Laura had already woken up since earlier, even before the sun appeared on the eastern horizon. After finishing the bath and preparing, the girl opened her textbook. Wait and learn until breakfast time.

Not much different than her daughter, Laura. Pipit had also been wearing very neat clothes. The difference is, the woman opened the document and checked her email again.

The mother and son went down to the table. Laura with the book in her hand, and the mother, with the tab that had been her focus since.

"Morning, ma," said Laura.

"August, baby. Let's have breakfast, "pipit replied as he closed the tab.

Laura nodded, the two of them started to eat breakfast. "If that useless man tries to get close to you again, yell. Let her be arrested, Laura," said the mother half-excitedly recalling what her son said yesterday.

"Good," timpal Pipit smiled in satisfaction. "If you're done, let's take mama," the woman said when she saw her son had finished his breakfast.

"Miss, here's your stock!" the butler ran a little after his nona who was about to leave. "Read the message that aunt wrote when she was alone" whispered the aunt as she managed to get close to the lady.

Laura nodded in understanding. "Thank you, bi," said the girl. "I leave first," continued Laura slightly lowered her head.

After delivering Laura to her school, Pipit immediately turned the wheel and headed to her office. He had a meeting this morning, so he was in a bit of a hurry. But despite the rush, Pipit still had time to remind Laura not to pay attention to Jamal just in case the man came again.

Just as Pipit was about to park his car, the figure of the man he hated the most suddenly appeared in front of his car. "We need to talk, baby!" the man said he was shameless. "Don't keep dodging, no matter how you have to hear my explanation, Pit!" he said a little more to raise his voice. Jamal deliberately did that, the more he saw, Pipit would have no choice but to talk to himself elsewhere.

Pipit let out a tired sigh, he took a deep breath before getting off his car. "Tell me now, I don't have much time!" said the woman firmly.

Jamal was stunned for a moment, what the woman had ever looked this attractive. Why did he just see the side of Pipit like this now, when he had done a little thing that made his wife upset. "Related?" jamal glanced around, hinting that they would be a spectacle of other employees working in the same office as Pipit.

"You can go, disperse and do your own work!" tell Pipit in a commanding tone. "Only security can stay here!" continue the woman. Not until a few minutes, the Pipit command was carried out without much sound.

Jamal chuckled softly. "Great, my woman seems to have become a big boss. His orders were heard and executed quickly!" said the man, either with the intention of praising or insinuating, Pipit also did not care much.

"Don't waste my time with words full of nonsense!" tukas Pipit firmly. "Say what you want to say!" the woman continued speaking formally. "Don't call me disgusting again!" added Pipit staring dislike and full of hostility to Jamal.

"Alright, alright. I'll get to the point!" jamal said he relented. "Let me go back, I want to be a good father to our son, Laura," Jamal said.

Pipit gave a mocking smile, he almost laughed out loud at the absurd nonsense of this useless mouth of trash in front of him. "There is no such thing as 'Our son', you must remember that, sir!" pipit said stubbornly. "When you choose to leave, you are no longer needed! So, please take care of your remaining self-esteem, that too .. if there's anything left!" added Pipit commented quite spicy.

"Time's up! I hope I don't have to see you again, sir. Looking at you, makes my day feel bad!" Pipit left Jamal glaring sharply at him, if there is no security with them, surely the man will scream and use violence so that his wishes are fulfilled. S*al, what else does he have to do in order to get in and master everything like he used to.

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