You Take My Beloved, I'm Your Husband's Girlfriend

Don't insult my father!

Plaque!

One hard slap landed perfectly on Sella's cheek. The girl's eyes bought perfectly with the actions carried out by Alexa. whereas Tika can only stare with her mouth gaping wide, even Baskoro who did not expect to see the action cross-section on his beloved daughter.

"I warn you for the first time!" Alexa looked at Sella with a cruel look. Even the roar of his breath that rose and fell raced against each other with an ever-increasing anger. "Never insult my father again. Or, I won't hesitate to kill you!" say Alexa again without turning her gaze on Sella's face.

"And, you." Pointing towards Baskoro who was still glued next to Sella." Please teach your daughter how to respect others. Don't let it because of its insolvency, it can destroy his own life!"

Alexa turned around and stepped out of the Baskoro residence, on the tail of Tika who stepped quickly behind Alexa to her car parked in front of the gate.

"Xa ... "

"Please don't say anything more, Tik. I'm dizzy." Alexa leaned against the back of the car seat and threw a glance out the window. Alexa sighed deeply to fill her chest cavity, then exhaled slowly.

While Tika chose to take over the wheel because it is impossible to let Alexa carry a car with a chaotic state of mind.

Alexa felt that her attitude towards Sella was a little outrageous by slapping the girl in front of her own father. But Alexa was also powerless when she heard her father was insulted like that.

What is wrong with a driver? They're human too. Their work is halal. Yes ... Alexa has heard a little about her father's past. How could the father marry the daughter of his own master. For Alexa his father remains the best man who will never betray him.

"We're going to the kids, Tik. I'd like to see them."

In order to reduce his emotions that are still up and down, Alexa decided to go to the slums. Alexa grabbed the phone in a bag, and contacted two bodyguards she had told him to wait in front of the campus gate.

[Non Alexa, where are you?] There was a panicked voice coming from across the phone. They were forced to follow Alexa to Sella's residence, but according to the security guard there, if the girl they were referring to had gone home a few minutes ago.

Of course they panicked because their call had not received a response from her employer. They're worried something bad happened to Alexa again.

[I'm fine. Don't worry.] Alexa answered casually.

[Now where are you? We'll catch up with you soon. I'm afraid Mr. Roy is scolding us again.] They still panic, and continue to lean Alexa with various questions.

[I'm going to the slums. You guys just go home.]

[No, Miss. We'll catch up with you there soon,] reject one of the bodyguards.

[Whatever!]

The car drove towards the area where the slum dwellers lived. The arrival of Alexa and Tika is welcomed with joy by them.

"Mrs Maulin, how are you?" greet a man whose age is not much different from that woman. They shook hands, then engaged in pleasantries.

"Oma, I'm going to the toilet for a second, okay?" pamit Katrina, while smiling briefly at the male guest.

"Yes, be careful, dear," Maulin replied to Katrina.

"Mrs Maulin how are you?" They continued the conversation after Katrina's departure. "Oh yes, that was ... your daughter?" ask again.

"I'm good. That was my daughter-in-law's granddaughter."

The man who was sixty years old was nodding slowly. He was silent for a moment as if remembering something.

"Oh, son-in-law huh? I've seen it, but where?"

"Maybe, because Katrina often went with her husband to conduct business meetings. Or, maybe when you were the head of the hospital."

The man who had served as the head of the hospital was silent again.

"He helped me. Didn't you know that you also know, because you're dealing directly, right?" Oma Maulin said again, his eyes sparkling with the first time he met Katrina. "That's the girl I ended up marrying my granddaughter to. I am so grateful to him."

The man whose head is partially covered with gray hair appears to blink hearing the words of Oma Maulin.

"You mean?" asked the man who did not really understand the direction of Oma Maulin's conversation. Because all he knew was not Katrina who brought Oma Maulin to the hospital, and he was not also the donor for Oma Maulin. So what does this have to do with the event.

"Yes ... Katrina was the one who helped me, right? Who donated his blood to me. I am deeply indebted to him. And now I'm so happy that my granddaughter can marry Katrina."

The man's mouth immediately closed tightly. Although it had been a while, but the incident was still recorded clearly in his brain. How a girl with a panicked face brought an old woman who was none other than Oma Maulin to the hospital. The girl was finally ready to donate her blood to Oma Maulin. Obviously that girl is not Katrina.

"But, ma'am, it wasn't ... "

"Oma, we better get home now." Suddenly Katrina came and invited the oma to leave the place immediately.

Today double update you know, where the spirit dong😁😁😁