Sharing Love: The Wrong Love
Chapter 16

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I also followed Rudi, to his motorbike parked in the office yard.

" Wear the helmet" said Rudi, wearing the helmet on my head.

" Mommy, you're the manager, why don't you buy a car?" sindir Abel who approached me with Rudi.

" What does it have to do with you?" I looked up at Abel.

" Yes, if there is a prestige, because Bu Karina has risen to the position of manager. There is no shame in riding a bike butut like that." he said while looking at Rudi with a smile.

I saw a sight, which was uncomfortable in front of me. Abel's gaze, implied the same thing when Silvia liked Rudi.

But is it possible, Rudi will seduce Abel? He had two wives, and no work. Only a foolish woman like me can be attracted by her charm.

" Abel, do you like my husband?" I asked directly to the point on Abel, while looking at Rudi.

" Eh no ma'am, why do I like people's husbands" Abel said in a nervous tone. Soon he put on his helmet and drove off his bike leaving us both.

" What, you like Bang too?" I stared hard at Rudi

" Eh, no. Why do you have a beautiful you, then I have to be interested in your subordinates" said Rudi who looks wrong.

I still doubt Rudi's loyalty, whether he has changed or still just like the old basket eyes.

" Yes, we're home" said Rudi who had run his bike.

I dismissed the thought of Rudi, who would look for another woman besides me and Silvia.

His life was used to being pampered, by both parents. As an adult, he was unable to earn his own living. He expects money from his wives.

She makes use of her good looks, to seduce every girl. So that she could enjoy her money, and bought her the need to seduce other girls.

" If you were a brother as a sales marketing, surely your sales turnover is very high." murmured me who thought about Rudi. If only Rudi was good at seducing consumers, not seducing women I thought.

" What, Karin?" shouted Rudi who heard my grunts.

" No Bang, I just think you can be accepted to work in my office." I shouted in Rudi's ear.

Arriving home, I was surprised by the arrival of several people in my house.

There were five motorcycles lined up, covering my path.

" Whose bike is this?" I asked while looking at the door of my house that was wide open.

" Sister Diana." call me when I enter the house.

I saw five well-built men, dressed in government service, sitting on the sofa.

" Who are you?" I asked while staring cynically at them.

" Oh, you're home?" The surgeon greeted me from the direction of the kitchen, while carrying a plate of wet cake.

" Who are they, brother?" press me while staring intently at the Surgeon

" What? Mother's house legacy? Are you out of your mind already? Huh!" I snatched at my own sister. He looked so greedy, when talking about inheritance.

" I'm also entitled to this house, and it should be shared after mom died" he said harshly.

" You know when Mom was around? Do you care about him? Huh uh?" I replied while crying in front of her.

" Karin, you don't be stubborn. Just tell me you want to master mom's treasure?" Surgical procedure in front of government employees.

" Sister, you use your brain. Mother's grave hasn't dried up the ground, but you've been fussing about this house." I was so upset that I went straight into the house.

Surgical knocking on my room door, he still cheeses to sell mom's house.

I kept crying, how strong my brother was. Was it only an inheritance in his mind?

I admit, his nature is so greedy. Until now, he has not been given a child. All her husband's possessions, she's in control. I don't know what he's looking for in this world, even with his own mother.

Mom used to come to her house, borrow money for my school fees. And as payment, I had to work at her house to pay off my school debt.

Mother's job is to wash and rub clothes. This is also done on Saturdays and Sundays. If it's an ordinary day, I always sell rice.

The debt lasted for two years. And within two years, my mother had to commute to the Surgical home for housework over the course of Saturday and week.

What a pity my brother to my mother, even though the contract in his possession as much as seven doors. It also has a grocery store, whose building is quite large.

People think, if the mother always asks for surgery. And Surgeon always told the people that he paid me for school. In fact, everything is calculated by him.

And while I was on vacation, the rest of the debt I had to pay by working at her house in place of my mother.

" Karina, you have to sell this house. Remember, this is your home not yours." cried Surgeon from outside the room.

" Go away, I say go.." I reply while crying.

A few hours later, I came out of the room. Because my stomach feels hungry, and the fetus in my womb has thrashed wants to be filled with food

"Finally, you're out too." Surgeon sitting in the television room.

" Why are you still here?" I asked while staring cynically at him" Didn't you not feel at home in this house, when mom was there you never wanted to stay over. So, what's with tonight, so you want to spend the night here?" ketusku

" It's none of your business, you better take care of the child in your stomach" said Surgeon.

" Karina, you haven't eaten since you got home from the office." call Diana who has prepared the meal for me.

Diana's attitude was different from Surgery, although when my mother was alive she came just to borrow money. But he still wants to come, and stay over and help my mom. He never borrowed money from the surgeon. He has more money than my mother's.

" Yes, sister." replied I who approached Diana at the dinner table.

" Sister, I really don't want to sell mom's house. Because there are so many memories stored here. Moreover, mother never ordered me to sell this house." I explained to Diana.

" Yes, you know for yourself how sneaky surgery is. She will do everything she can to get what she wants" Diana said.

" He should have been our protector, not mother's treasure drainer. Falling poor, know how he feels if his attitude is still greedy." I swear it.

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