Destiny Son-in-law Wasted
40. Arman Yoga And Alvin

Bela climbed the stairs, she looked back at Yoga. Yoga was the same, since Bela left he looked at his wife. The two looked at each other, but then Yoga smiled obliquely.

Arman snorted violently, he stared sharply at Yoga. In his mind he was thinking whether the man who used to zoom in with him was his daughter-in-law?

Yoga knows Arman is thinking about himself, if he is actually a man who used to zoom meeting. He smiled sinisterly, then sat in that central room. Staring flatly at Alvin who was still very upset at him.

"Are you disappointed I came, Alvin?" ask Yoga calmly.

Sitting with his legs resting on one of them, Arman scooped his face rough. He sat down, but remained silent. Confused what to say to a man who now looks arrogant.

"Heh, men like you don't deserve Bela!" alvin.

"Oh yeah? But she is completely mine, even my in-laws sell it to me" Yoga said casually.

"You bastard!" shout Alvin.

"Don't yell Alvin, I know what you mean by coming every day to this house" said Yoga, his arms crossed, staring flat at the man who was now angry and cursing in his heart.

"Yoga, where's the wealth you got?!" ask Arman.

"Well, my father-in-law was curious too. Huhah!" yoga laughed hard and hard.

"Om, is he crazy?" alvin asked Arman.

"Okay, I'm confused. Is it true that the man was that man in Italy" Arman said.

Yoga notices the whispers between Alvin and Arman. He looked up, on the top floor the door of Bela's room was already closed. In the lyrics of his watch, it feels like he wants to go into his wife's room. But the business with Alvin and Arman is not done yet.

"Oh yeah, how's your Japanese friend Alvin doing?" ask Yoga.

Alvin was silent, he clenched his hand back. Grunting rudely, it seemed like Yoga knew a lot about him all along.

"You know a lot about me as it turns out. Are you so interested in me?" ask Alvin cynically.

"Well, I've been curious about you and your relationship Alvin. I've been monitoring your movements ever since your business was destroyed" Yoga said calmly.

"Ooh, so you know what I really am?" tanya Alvin now began to dare to talk cynically and calmly.

"Yes, because my goal is you. Just like your target right now is my wife" Yoga said.

Alvin was silent, his face tense. He glanced at Arman, he was afraid as well if Arman knew about Bela's truth. Then he will act alone, without having to ask for his help.

Arman is even harder if he finds out his son has more treasure.

"Of course Bela will be chosen by Alvin, even though now I know you are the man who bought my son. But I'm sure you're a loser disguised as a rich man. It's even possible that you'll be a sycophant to Mr. Mark so you can get Bela" Arman said.

"Oh yeah? Huhah! Just ask that loser guy, doesn't he know everything about me. What's more my wife, she knows that my wife is precious. You know, Alvin knows a lot about Bela" Yoga said with a cynical smile.

Arman was silent, he turned to look at Alvin. But then he snorted violently.

"Please discuss your plans, I want to rest with my wife. It's been a long time since I've made love to her, aaah. It's exhausting." said Yoga stood up and then stepped away leaving the two people who were still still glued.

He climbed the stairs quickly, wanting to know his wife's condition after being slapped by Belinda. After opening the room door, Yoga went in and looked for where his wife was.

"Bela, where are you?" Yoga screaming looking for his wife.

Bela came out of the bathroom, Yoga approached and directly held her cheek. Observe whether his wife's cheek was injured or torn.

"Are you okay?" tanya Yoga is still researching Bela's face.

He stepped onto his bed, grabbed his blanket and immediately climbed up and sat down. Yoga followed, he sat at the side of the bed still staring at his wife.

"What should I do with that woman?" ask Yoga.

"Let it go, I'm not giving you anything yet. All I want to know is about my real mama. Would you take me to see him? You said the waiter at the restaurant where you worked was his son" Bela said.

"Yes, he still works at the restaurant" replied Yoga.

"I want to meet him" Bela said again.

"Hemm, I'll take you tomorrow. Right now you're being watched by Alvin, so I'll take care of you. Two more days after everything you want in the can, we have to go back to Italy. Now you're there with me." said Yoga.

Be quiet, he's down. It was hard to leave his place since he was a child, but he realized that he was in danger.

"Are you going to protect me next?" bela looked at her husband.

"As far as you are" said Yoga.

"Kok whatever?"

"Yes, you haven't given your heart to me yet."

Bela was silent, she was confused by that Yoga remark. Should he give up his heart too? Hadn't she already surrendered herself to her husband, even every time Yoga asked her never to refuse.

"Was I lacking after everything I've left to you?" ask Bela.

Yoga was silent, she smiled obliquely. In the lift of Bela's chin, the two stared at each other. Yoga eyes trace every inch of that beautiful face.

"Do you still doubt that I will always protect you?" ask Yoga.

Bela shut up, then shook her head quickly. Her face turned red as her husband's face drew closer. Both of them were washed away by the actual dim atmosphere below was very stressful.

They were swept away in a burning passion because it had been three days not to meet. I don't know why Bela missed her husband's touch.

Being engrossed in spilling his passion, suddenly the room door was pushed strong. The sound of gunfire to open the door.

Yoga growled in annoyance, he finished his lips from Bela. Staring sharply at the door of Bela's room, the door opened.

Arman and Belinda walked in with faces full of annoyance. Alvin also entered Bela's room, he looked at Bela who was cleaning her clothes because it was slightly open.

"You're going so hard to get into my wife's room!" say Yoga with a high tone jarring.

Widened eyes stared one by one the faces of Arman, Belinda and Alvin.

"Leave my son, you son of a bitch!" shout Belinda.

"Heh, son? You sure my wife is your son?!" yoga with a cold look.

Belinda was silent, and Arman was upset. He should not have thrown Yoga away at that time, this time he regretted after now that the son-in-law he considered the loser had turned even more fierce and scary.

What made that man be so brave and turn one hundred and eighty degrees from before?

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