
" Fuck you ! maybe that snot kid threatened me at will !" furious Hadi Brata emotion after the death of Zian from his room.
" If only he wasn't the sole heir to the number one, I would have regretted the threat !" Hadi Brata snorted annoyedly considering all Zian said earlier.
" All because of fucking Nayla, what else has she done ?" Hadi Brata pinched her painful forehead. Maybe his high blood is coming back.
It didn't last long to get out of his room. His personal driver, who had been waiting for him, quickly followed behind.
The shiny black luxury car drove carrying the owner towards the house.
" Have you come home yet?" ask his wife who was surprised to see his arrival. But that question was answered only by another question.
" Where's Nayla, ma ?"
" It was in his room probably tired after returning from yesterday's camping activities".the wife replied with a frown.
" What the hell is pa ?" she followed her husband in a hurry to Nayla's room.
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" Nayla, open the door !" snapped Hadi Brata who is now standing in front of the door of his son's room.
Nayla, who was still cool, was surprised to hear the screams of her father.
" Nayla ! quick open !"
Nayla opened the door.
" What the hell is pa, screaming ?"
Hadi Brata moved in followed by a look of not understanding his wife and child.
" What did you do last night huh ? answer papa !" snapped Hadi Brata with an angry look. His eyes glared at Nayla.
" There is nothing pa . . . Nayla just camping doang kok ", replied Nayla slowly.
" Oh, who told anyone to harm the girl? huh ?"
Hearing the next question made Nayla's body tremble in fear.
Cold sweat began to pour. It *******-****** its website. His tongue froze, unable to say anymore.
" Answer to Nayla !" hadi Brata is back.
His face turned red.
" Pa, can't you slow down ?" his wife was getting upset.
" Remember papa's disease, can recur if the anger continues ".
" Can't ma, it's a result if we overindulge him !"
" Nayla, don't confuse mama dong. What is this really about ? what did papa mean ?" his wife began to persuade his daughter to explain everything.
Nayla started sobbing, hiding her face into the arms of her mother.
" Well if you don't want to be honest with me. But you must accept the punishment from papa. Tomorrow you go abroad !" said Hadi Brata who began to calm down a little.
" Don't want to pa, Nayla will soon be tested ". Nayla's face is clear.
" No but-but. All of this is a result of your own actions. Papa will prepare all your moves ".
Afterwards Hadi Brata came out of her daughter's room. Leaving his wife and son back sobbing in his wife's arms.
Hadi Brata's decision was unanimous in accordance with the agreement made by Zian.
For the time being he could not dare to take the risk. For him, the company is more important than anything.
Hadi Brata back to the office. It seemed like today was a busy day for him.
Meanwhile at his home . . .
His mother managed to persuade Nayla to tell him everything.
Nayla began to tell stories. Her mother seemed to be in disbelief, her daughter had already dared to think that far.
But because of excessive affection, so little did he blame his son.
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