The Blue-Smeared Woman
The Forced Pick-Up

Prang

"The lady's big, what's up?"

Aunte was moved to Mita's room, as he heard objects falling and breaking.

"Aunte, please be neat in the glass shard, accidentally nudged," said Mita.

Tring tring tring.

{Sister, I'm already at this airport, how come no one picked up?}

Zila looked disappointed to be heard on the phone.

{So your sister-in-law has left, all business is not yet arrived?}

Mita's again.

{No Brother? magrib nih, did Zila use a taxi?}

{Do not! wait there let uncle pick you up, wait ya}

Mita also told Aunte to call uncle, but her uncle again came out, forced him to tell others.

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"Hi I'm, have you come?"

"Ha!???? Mister? why did you come here? can't it be Mita's sister who told me?"

"Emang yes! mita's sister who told me." Hanan haughtily snatched Zila's suitcase by force and walked in her coll style while putting on her glasses.

"Where's in-law?" Zila was forced to compensate for her fiance's steps so as not to miss, her tiny body and long robe fluttering from the wind with her brisk walk.

"Sister-in-law is busy Kan kak Mita Baru lahiran, a ruler of the Mahendra family later, so I picked up the Queen candidate and my baby seed candidate later in your womb. later will also be the sole ruler of the family Teguh Anggara the richest man no 15 se Indonesia hihi." Hanan continued to walk without looking, but with a grin.

"Lebay ah sir, you must not boast, is not the devil expelled from heaven because of his pride." Zila tried to advise the candidate. She's amused herself, baby seed candidate, huh. Zila shuddered to herself imagining, marriage is also a ball.

"Okay, Princess, please." Hanan lowered his head and let Zila enter the car because the door was opened.

Zila must have been sitting in the back, while Hanan was forced to become a driver.

"Darling, it's been a year, isn't it? we're married, right?"

"I need permission from Sister Fasha, because she's my marriage guardian, sir." Answer Zila.

"Darling! how to call her Master continues, later in thought the maid again, hihi, the sweet dong,"

"Later Zila think." Zila smiled too.

"Are you on vacation or are you finished?"

"Both." Answer again.

"Let's think about it, sir, now just focus on the wheel."

"In front of the traffic jam, what's up?"

they pulled over and Hanan got out of the car.

"What's the matter, sir, what's real rame?"

"There was an accident, young man. Sadistic, the victim was taken to the hospital, a wealthy businessman, it seems so, seeing from the state of his luxury car.

" Eh Zila..Where are you going?"

Suddenly Zila walked with a blank stare and trembling hands approached the overturned car. Because it has not been given a police line, so it is still possible to approach.

"Sir Zam, is this Kak jam's car?"

Zila's tears began to trickle down at the end of her eyes.

"Zila, what do you mean? is this sister-in-law's car?"

Zila did not reply, she sped up and looked into the car to find something.

"Miss, hi who are you? why do you look for something. Don't take people's stuff!" Shouted the gentlemen who saw Zila looking into the car.

"Sir Zaaaam, hik hik hik, where is it? where is this guy? please, he's my brother." Suddenly Zila, shouting, everyone who was busy chatting in groups was shocked, seeing the veiled woman screaming. Zila was only a 19-year-old girl, her soul was still very young, she was not yet 100 percent able to control herself for the pain and worry she now felt.

Finally Hanan asked a father to ask which hospital was headed, the father also told. Hanan and Zila also glided to their destination.

"Sir, what am I going to say to Mita, how is this? what about your brother and his son?"

"We'll see first, maybe Sister-in-law's okay."

"You heard their words earlier, even Kak Zam's face could not be recognized, how is this?" Zila continued to say and ask, as if this was her doing.

They also arrived at the hospital.

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Somewhere else.

"Mom, we've done our job, now we're asking for a wage." The two men who got out of Pan's car were talking to the woman wearing glasses and a mask.

"OK, sure.this is 50 million. Remember that! whatever happens you can't open your mouth.understand?"

"certain Ma'am. Thank you very much." They also seem to be going in a different direction.

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