Little Daddy's

Little Daddy's
Chapter 48's


Chapter 48's


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Ryan walked into the house with his long steps with a face that held back emotions. Ayumi who followed him until stung - seok chasing her husband's steps.


Braaakkk


There was a loud door slamming sound coming from upstairs. And it turned out that the voice came from the room of the Gods.


And soon there was also the sound of Helen's screams accompanied by the sound of goods slammed. It seems like chaos is brewing between the children and their daughter-in-law.


Ayumi knocked on her son's room door. He waited long enough for the door to open.


Chequek...


It was a crumpled and red face with anger. Now the God is staring at the woman who gave birth to him into this world. He felt guilty for giving her a daughter-in-law like Helen.


"What's this, Wa?" Ayumi asked with her worried face. This was the first time he had seen his son quarrel with his son-in-law. Usually more gods succumb to the wife when the situation between the two begins to tighten.


God did not answer his mother's question. He looked at the father, then walked towards the sofa right in front of their room.


Ayumi looks into the room of the Gods, mancoba peek at the condition of her daughter-in-law. But what appeared was only a flat face with the expression that the son-in-law showed.


"Ma!" Call Ryan to his wife.


Ayumi turned her head, looking forward to the next sentence from the husband.


"Send Helen out." Ryan said with a flat face and voice.


Before Ayumi entered the room of the Gods, Helen had already lined out first. Maybe he heard Ryan's orders, because the man said in a loud voice.


Helen walked past Ayumi without a sense of hesitation. Sitting in an elegant style and looking haughty. Ayumi could only shake her head at this behavior of her daughter-in-law.


Rushing footsteps were heard climbing the stairs. Sam was seen with a large chocolate envelope thick enough in his left hand and a laptop in his right hand.


Sam gave Ryan those things to check on. The man showed several important folders about his daughter-in-law's video linkage to their company's problems.


Not only that, there are several indecent videos of the son-in-law with several men, and one of them is Bastian Marin.


Ryan turned on the brown envelope in front of him. There is a transaction report from Helen's personal account in the form of a large transfer of money from people trying to bring down their business, which is none other than Bastian Marin.


"Explain what your main goal is." Ryan asked still in his cold tone.


Helen did not answer that question. And a second later, the woman laughed cynically. Then the look of that face turned into a face full of vengeance.


"Return you for Riska's death." Said Helen with a sharp look. Lying and denying are free for now, they have got evidence - evidence about the relationship.


They remember that name. The name of a girl who had made Zain lose his wife. And make Zain wallow with his past.


"What's your relationship with him?" Ask Ayumi. But Helen remained silent with her expressionless face.


"Why silence? Answer my mother's question!" The gods were angry, impatiently waiting for Helen who never answered.


"I'll take care of our divorce papers. I don't want to live with a traitor like you." God has made his decision.


Helen wanted to make a sound, but it was cut off first by the words of God. "And I assure you, you will not get and bring anything from this house."


Hearing the words of the God, Helen glared at him. It can't be this way, he's gone this far.


"Pack your things right now. And just raise your feet right now." Tell Ryan. "Do you choose to go to jail like Riska who ended her own life there?"


Helen's guts started to shrink. Don't let Ryan make his point. He still wants to live and have fun.


"Relax Helen, there's still an old man Bastian who can guarantee your life." Helen's mind calmed herself down.


"And don't expect to ask Bastian for help. Because I made sure he'd be in jail for good." Say Ryan again.


Throw away the hope of the traitorous woman, there is no point in surviving. He got up from his seat, preparing to pack his things.


Not yet had Helen left them, God opened his voice again. "Helen Sanjaya bint Sanjaya, I am the God of Al Malik, looking at you this very second. And from this moment on, you're not my wife anymore."


After listening to the words of the God, Helen walked over with her blank stare towards the room and packed her things.


Nothing else was discussed by them. The god decided to go out to calm himself. Ayumi and Ryan decided to relax in the room. Today was exhausting for them. Not yet finished the matter of Zain, now they have to hear the news that the son-in-law who became a traitor in their family, until it ends with his divorce from God.


While Sam, the man decided to go home to gather with his family at home.


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"How are the witnesses? Right?" Said a bully.


"Well." Right." Witnesses call an impromptu marriage between Anye and Zain.


There was no happiness on both faces. The one with the gloomy face, and the other with the expressionless face.


After going through a crying event between Anye and her family, Ayumi told the newlyweds to rest.


And this is where the newlyweds are, where else if not in their bridal room.


Both are silent in their respective places. Don't know what to do with this situation.


Just a few days ago, now both of them are trapped in a marriage that they do not want to be the same as.


Quite a long silence in the room. Zain began to open his voice. "I have to say one thing to you. I don't want to give you false hope." Zain paused his words. "I will never be able to love another woman, other than the late zahwa, my wife. So you don't put any hope in me." Zain said seriously.


Hearing the words of her new husband, Anye's heart suddenly mellos instantly. Wasn't she now also the wife of this man before her? Why is it so painful to hear this word of her husband? Can he survive this marriage?


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