
Penetrating through the dense and hot streets of the capital, a girl carrying an expensive bag enters the luxury apartment area. He got out of his car and sailed into one of the units on the 20th floor of the tall building.
"Tit the tit....,"
After the elevator door opened, he pressed the aparemen unit's password, and opened the door.
On the sofa that formed a semi-circle with a small table in front of it, facing the glass wall in front of which presented a view of the city where the tall building lined up, a middle-aged man, and a, looks sip a cigarette with a red drink presented in a beautiful clear glass.
Hearing the girl's footsteps, the man turned his head and smiled.
"Lecture fun Baby?" ask the man.
Unfortunately the girl did not reply, she just threw her bag carelessly towards the mattress, she pursed her lips and sat down next to the man.
The man turned off his cigarette butts, then looked up and saw the beautiful girl pouting.
"Why are his lips so sweet? Huh?" ask her by touching the girl's lips.
"When did Della get the nice shoes that Della wanted Om for?" della asked sulking.
Apparently the Nilla Shoes she broke were her incarnate shoes.
The middle-aged man called Om Baik also leaned his body and embraced the girl.
"Patience.. Yesterday Om had already transferred you and bought you a bag. Om take care of the kids Om first!" answer that good Om.
"Ish..," the girl also throttled.
"Smile dong. Buy it later!"
"Om.anak Om does his job to make Om dizzy, make shy, Della makes Om happy. Why didn't Della come before him anyway?" della's protest again.
The man sighed, took off his embrace and drank the drink. In his mind of course different, son and mistress. His son is his flesh and blood who will be his heir.
"Om will come first. But Om's son also has to be taken care of!" he said it again comforted Della.
"Friend Della, her husband is just a young lecturer. He bought the shoes that Della wanted. He said Boss. Time can't?" woo Della again.
"Yes. We'll buy it!" om replied that menoel the tip of Della's nose.
"Really?"
"Yes!"
Della smiled and approached the good Om, grabbed his hand and leaned on the man.
"Om this week. Dela come back here huh!" look at Della again
Good Om that also looks a bit surprised.
"But this is Om's kid's apartment!"
"And he's still being rehabilitated, isn't he, Om?" ask Della.
The man nodded too. "Why do you want to come back here? Aren't you looking for your family?" tanyakanya.
"You're suspended?" tanya Om Well was shocked.
"Yes!" della replied.
"How dare he ban a smart kid like you?" ask Om that.
"Yes that's Om. Della hates. He's a perfect lecturer and underworked!" shoot Della.
Della also made up the story, if she had a fight with Nila. Until Della shows me a picture of Rendi.
At that instant, the Om frowned.
"He again?" his screeches.
"Om know him?" ask Della.
"He's the one who got Farel kicked out!" chirps Om Good that turns out to be Farel's father.
Della, who had just found out that Farel had a problem with Rendi, immediately gave a startled cry.
"Say Om son of the same man? How is Mr Rendi Om?" ask Della.
Yes, only Celine and Farel's friends knew about the incident that afternoon. Even Della who became Farel's father's mistress did not know.
"This is your lecturer who persecuted Farel!" answer the Good Om.
"Then report it to Om!"
"At first, Om wants to do that. But the first son Om, prevented it. They made a deal so Farel wouldn't go to jail!" answer Om well.
"But, Farel broke, went to the old hospital. He was also expelled and now he is. This is severe Om?" sedition again.
Good Om it looks silent
"Yes, even though Della is upset with Farel for always grabbing Om's attention. But he's Om's son anyway? Om's time to shut up his son called?" della continued to instigate.
Good Om glanced at Della while poking her tongue, then asked Della to take her phone. At that moment, his phone was connected to someone.
"Yes. Bastians. It's me"
"Yes, Sir!'
"The files and evidence of persecution and all Farel's visa are still there, right?" tanya Om was nice to someone on the phone and seemed to be answered still.
"Don't throw. Just ask. Don't follow what Dion said!" tell Om Well.
Della who heard it smiled happily, then hugged Om from behind.
Om then turned to Della and stroked Della slowly. He drank the drink in front of him until it ran out. Until then grabbed Della's chin closer to his face and greedy mouth Bella.
Bella greeted with a warm smile
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