Kidnapping a Wife Candidate
Chapter 42

The presence of Nata in the middle of the feud Vay and the store employees make the situation more interesting just watched by the visitors of the store.

"Dad.." - Vay shouts in his heart. Either must be happy or sad in meeting Nata in an embarrassing time. He simply shook his head while bowing his gaze, not daring to look at his father's charismatic face for the first time.

"Sorry, Sir. But this mbak has damaged the store goods," the employee said to Nata in a polite tone, unlike talking to Vay just now who was impressed to yell at the girl.

Nata looked at her daughter's nano. "Vay," call him. Vay braves to reply to Nata's views, but refuses to speak out. And it makes Nata sad in his silence because Vay who he sees now is not his son who seems to avoid him.

"Dad will replace it, but I'm asking you to go home. You don't deserve to be a badass on the street with your husband who somehow proves Dad's terms."

That's the sign, her father will separate her again with her husband. Vay smiled wryly at his father. Without a single word, he took out his wallet and withdrew his ID to give to the store employee saying, "If within three days I have not been able to pay off this loss, then Mas or the owner of this store can take me to the legal track. But remember, Mas. I'm the only one paying, not somebody else's money."

Not someone else's money... Those four words managed to slap Nata's ego. The man was only able to stare at the passing of his son.

" Hiks hyks... " At the parking lot of the mall, Vay sobbed sobbing sobbing that he actually had been able to hold from the beginning to meet Nata. He was crying because his father was still determined to separate himself from Lightning. The feeling was increasingly riled up when thinking about where to pay for the loss of the broken urn in a period of three days doang.

Vay would rather go to jail than leave Lightning which would surely hurt her husband so deeply. She could not bear to see the destruction of her husband who had sacrificed much for her.

Chaotic Vay vented his frustration by kicking someone else's tires slowly. Instantly, the verbal warning of the luxury car's dangerous alarm went off.

Vay. Sejurus wanted to run away but the car owner who happened to have finished snacking immediately held his wrist firmly.

"You want a nutty, huh?" accuse the young man who has not clearly seen Vay's face, as it is covered with hair.

Trouble again. Vay, unwilling to add to the burden of his life, yanks at his hand, but the man's strength cannot be underestimated either.

Vay's hand was even curled to the back of his body, making the girl howl ill.

"Gue's not a thief, damn it! Lo cheap car alarm. The tires are directly broken!"

Hearing Vay's voice, the man let go of his check. He smiled obliquely looking at the face of this indo girl.

"Well...!" exclaim Vay wide. Then rolled his lazy eye.

"Next long, Vay. And ah, do you remember my scar?"

Vay clucked while throwing a sideways glance as the man brought his songong face closer. Dika-former school friend was apparently still hold a grudge against him because he once accidentally hurt Dika's forehead to tear and leave a mark despite living like a thread.

"It was your own fault first. I'm just defending myself from your pranks. Uda ah, I want to unplug!"

Vay left. He is not interested in serving his former school friends who used to often find because of him.

Tiii...

Vay, intending to enter the mall to get to Lightning, a motorist turns on the horn.

The full!

"Vay...!" Call cheerful Purnama.

Vay's approaching. He does need a place to confide and there happens to be this best friend of his.

Vay went straight up to the Purnama. Then take a selfie of origin.

"Don't tell me the photo you just wanted to upload on the sosmed?" parrot's worried that Abian saw it. It can be peaceful if that happens.

"No, Ama. I'm sending it to Lightning. Quick walk. Take me to a place where there's a money tree!" Vay spoke while opening his green application. He sent evidence of Purnama's togetherness and a note asking for his permission.

Send...

***

"Huh ... Seventy million?" Purnama suffocates after Vay recounts the matter. The two of them are currently in a city park.

"Help me, Ama. Otherwise, I'll rot to death in prison." Vay grabbed her hair in frustration. In the past, such money was nothing to him, but now ... Heh.

"Oh my goodness, Vay. The problem is like being given compost, lush beut. I can give you so much money. If I am poor, Papi still freezes my assets until I am willing to go home. But I have ten million anyway, it was also last night after winning the motorcycle race. Uh, but you're telling me the story hasn't been to your man?"

Vay shook his head, slowly. "Gue can't bear to give her any more burdens, Ama. You're my own man's job now, building porters." Although Lightning had just protested his application, but Vay knew very well that the results could not be picked within three days. It was also if sir Ganis really agreed to cooperate, if it failed... Alamak, the longer she becomes a wasted person with her husband.

Wait a minute, it looks like Purnama has given his dizzy head solution seven about the money problem.

"So, you said you got ten million from where, Ama?" ask Vay to make sure. He lacks focus, is it mishearing.

"Brace motor__"

"Bravo ... Love you's..." Cup...

Full Mouth could only gawk at Vay's indistinct behavior kissing his cheek suddenly. Furthermore, his best friend pulled himself and invited him to spin around.

"Sinting lo, Vay. My head is this..." Full moon is strangled in annoyance. Vay even broke his shoulders.

"Take me to race, Ama."

"Well... Nope, nope. There is no skill called hot asphalt." Purnama refused.

"Si anying's. Lo ngeremehin the granddaughter of the former Wildflower queen ngetrack in her time. I want someone who doesn't know my skills. Just play the trail I can, Ama."

Purnama still hesitates. Indeed, Vay is the grandson of Yolanda and Kemal who used to often split hot asphalt. The parents met for the first time at the race, but for Vay, he really did not know Vay's talent.

" Want proof? Here's your motor lock."

Purnama immediately hid the key of his favorite motorcycle. "No, you will be ticketed or bumped by people because you failed in the wrong place. Later that night, you set it. Anyway, two o'clock in the morning the group usually gather."