Online Ojek Driver That Turns Out to be a Ceo
Chapters. 51. Ghazali's disguise

Since that night, almost every day, Ghazali will visit Zahra's house. As usual to drive and pick up Zahra who works. They were never both at the girl's house. Precisely more often chatting with Umar's father, hearing advice and advice that is useful for his future.

Talking from heart to heart between men, never once met him even with his own father. Until, every advice from his future father-in-law was increasingly solidifying his heart.

After several times to meet Umar and get advice from him about how he should still ask for blessing to Arkhan the papa.

Ghazali decided to meet the arrogant man. Where in the veins they flow the same blood.

Previously he had talked and changed his mind with his mother and his only sister.

In the end, Ghazali used his own ideas to infiltrate the mansion. Unsuspected and recognized by anyone.

Shireen has given him some combat tools. He also taught her how to use strange things. Now, in front of the mirror in the rented house room. Ghazali began polishing the powder, which made the skin darker on his face.

He also wears a rather messy wig. And give some accents as if his face is acne. Ghazali decided to stick with his identity as an online motorcycle taxi driver.

Some later Ghazali had arrived in front of the luxurious mansion. He told the housekeeper that Shireen was using his services. Finally, the security guard got a call from their young lady. Ghazali was ushered in. Incidentally, Shireen was in the backyard. Seeing the father doing his exercise routine.

Arkhan has a mini golf course behind their mansion. Seeing a stranger enter in with this app-based motorcycle taxi uniform. Arkhan's forehead furrowed, his brows nosediving.

"Who is he? How did it get in?" cecar Arkhan on Shireen. Because his beloved daughter was money welcomed with friendly and enthusiastic.

"Great bang, can fool the front guard." Shireen was busy commenting on Ghazali's performance, which he thought was perfect as a disguise. He forgot to ask.

"Shireen! Who her? Why do you know a creature like this!" the Arkhan circus again. Ghazali is still trying to play his role. He pretends not to know the person he really misses.

Suddenly ...

"So you've come!" Kazenia smothered her mouth seeing how the son looked at this moment. So different it can't be recognized. But one thing made him sure. That is, the gaze from Ghazali's deep, dense eyes on him.

"Actually, what's up!" Arkhan is starting to be unable to control his emotions. No one has answered his astonishment since. He was very furious. Since when, his daughter hangs out with this kind of lowly person.

"Darling, we better get to your room." Kazenia embraced her husband, entering.

Shireen took her brother to a room to clean his face. Until shortly, a well-built man appeared with his original appearance.

A pair of unblinking Arkhan eyes saw the second appearance of this man before him. He stood up from his seat so shocked. The longing spray instantly made his eyes heat up.

Guilt and pity that suddenly appeared to tickle his heart.But soon struck by his annoyance and selfishness. He hardened his jaws holding the longing somewhat non-stretched out.

"Your looks are no better than before." With a faint smile Arkhan looked at the son from top to bottom. Clearly at this time he was humbling the man whose good looks and valour were declining from his Genes.

" Bad!"

It was like Kazenia was pinching and grabbing this husband-ranked man next to her.

"Is your life so hard, out there? Until you buy decent clothes, you can't afford it?" the reproach kept coming out of Arkhan Sanjaya's lips.

He continues to criticize and denounce, even,

as if in front of him now,

not his own flesh.

"I'm comfortable like this, Pa. Because simplicity is becoming more conscious. Who we really are before God. Um, can I still call you, Papa?" The curly-haired man spoke very carefully.

"Ask yourself! Do you deserve to be my son!" the Arkhan sarcasm was slow yet piercing to the heart.

Kazenia's eyes began to heat up, he tried to temper Arkhan's emotions by grasping the hardened man's hand.

Don't ask about Shireen. His face was now flooded with tears. His nose is as red as a tomato. In fact, he had shrunk his snot several times and cleaned it with a tissue. Even though he predicted it. He's still sad. The father was completely untouched when he saw his brother.

"sorry. Al, it's been a disappointment. I don't deserve to be your son. I-" Instantly Ghazali's voice choked in his throat. But as much as possible he had to endure his crying.

He must be strong, at least that is what he must show in front of the Papa. He had even prepared for this from far away. Though the reality is beyond the shadow. Because Ghazali hoped that after 5 years of his departure, at least he would get another hug from the father.

How much he missed this man for so many years. Apparently, Arkhan did not like to see his presence at all. As if it is garbage that must be washed immediately so as not to cause disease.

Do not touch or just accept his hand. If he looked at her as his flesh blood was reluctant.

"Even so, that blood relation ... Cannot be separated in any way. It's okay, if I'm not considered a child anymore. At least, let Al still think of Papa as a parent." Ghazali again said stammeredly as he held something stuck in his chest.

Meanwhile Arkhan was only able to budge. He did not deny a single word that came out of Ghazali's mouth. The son who became his pride. The son who is expected to be his successor. His hopes were too great for Ghazali.

His chest was increasingly tight considering the advice that was given five years ago by Ghazali.

Because his son already knew the rottenness of the black world he had been in all this time.

Arkhan who was once thrown away by his family, until he found a woman who owned an orphanage. Having a grudge to finish off the entire family that had thrown it away first.

Now he has done the same thing to his son. But, what's going on?

The son did not hate him at all. The son even lived well without a penny of treasure from him. How could?

There was a big question lodged in the stone head of an Arkhan Sanjaya.

" That's it! Just explain what you mean by coming here? Don't you need my ill-gotten treasure? Then-" Arkhan sneered sarcastically.

Considering that his treasure was useless, just pissed him off.

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