The Pawn of Stepmother

The Pawn of Stepmother
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Throughout the afternoon until the Inca dinner continued to nag the child without stopping. He was really upset with Mibras who could be assaulted by so many young girls to the point of going to his house. Seeing the child who was just silent, Rifyal chuckled covertly at the dining table. The two men of different ages are now sitting waiting for the Inca to prepare a special meal for them.


The waiter standing near the Inca was done with his job of helping cook.


“You don't want to know Mibras. You have to marry a good woman. Mamah does not want to in the future women who marry the same you just want to find a treasure or name only.” The Inca still nagged without anyone answering. She turned her head and saw her husband curling his lips and his shoulders shaking with laughter.


“Mas, why laugh? Ngetawain me yeah? Forgot what happened in the past?” Rifyal cleared his throat to hear the wife who actually brought up her past which of course must be with Gia.


“Honey, otherwise we may not be together and there is Mibras. Aren't you, Bras?” Just nodding without daring to comment. Mibras was afraid to see the mother getting inflamed.


“Mas, so do you support if our children follow in Mas's footsteps as well? Marry twice. Not good, Mas.” Inca stomps her feet before she puts her meal on the dining table.


Despite his age, Rifyal still likes to tease his wife who he thinks is still very interesting.


“Mamah gorgeous loh if angry so.” Instead of being happy, the Inca instead deluded to see the husband.


Mibras just shook his head to see his two cute parents.


After dinner, the man had already entered the resting room. Things he always do routinely without the intention of playing mobile phone.


“Huh it's still three more years he's back. How long will I wait without being able to communicate like this? Send a message now, in reply tomorrow morning, reply it during the day, can reply again tomorrow again.” The handsome son of the Inca and Rifyal couple was complaining about a girl who made him depressed all day.


Not without reason, women who are very Mibras gilai in fact very famous women and very perfect in the eyes. A multi-talented girl who is raising her name by majoring in S2 in Germany. Artist, singer once an international model.


Her name was Aline Theresa, Mibras was unable to turn her heart to any woman. That was why he was indifferent to the many girls who came chasing after him.


Every night the man did not touch the cellphone because it was very unfortunate with the clock reply message from the pujaan.


The beautiful woman should be back in the near future, it's just that the contract of cooperation that he has already taken makes him have to settle there for several years.


“Do I have to visit him? Is correct. This can't be allowed. Want to see when I hold back longing like this? he was upset himself.


The man came out of the room. Seen by his parents who always spread romance sitting together on the sofa enjoying a movie on television, making Mibras roll his eyes lazy.


“Mah, Pah. Tomorrow I go to Germany well?” he asked permission like a child. It's not the Rifyal that's complicating things. But the Inca were very overprotective of him.


“For what, Bras? Mom follow yah?” The Inca immediately stood up enthusiastically to hear the child will go abroad.


“Mah, come with me. How am I?” Rifyal won't take.


“Well no how, Mas.” sahut Inka stepped closer to the child with his happy face.


Not not knowing, the Inca knew very well. Who is the woman who is chasing the child. But he will not let Mibras go the wrong way.


Seeing the happy face of the mother, really Mibras did not have the heart to dampen the happy smile of the mother. Although he was a little disturbed because he wanted to spend time with the idol, finally the handsome boy nodded.


“Iya, Mamah can join kok.” he said a little resigned.


Inka hugged her child of course with great pleasure because it had made the child so afraid to break his spirit, he said,


“Excuse Mommy, Mibras. Mom just wants to take care of you until the time comes. You have to be a good boy, son.” Seeing the wife who has received the consent of the child. The Rifyal could only sigh roughly.


Mibras went back to his room and packed his things. The same is true of Olen Inca. The middle-aged woman packed her latest unused items of course with the style she combined tonight.


“Mas really want to stay alone?” tanya Rifyal stared softly at the wife.


“Already, Mas. Don't spoil. This is all for the sake of our children kok.” said Inka Ketus.


“Our son and also you, Darling.” Of course he knows if the most hoby wife goes out of the country let alone accompanied by the child. Unlike the era before Mibras grew up. The Inca would love to walk with her husband.