Divorced for Fatty
Chapter 218: Kelanaku Garang
Hannah was confused, she could do nothing but witness the behavior of her husband and in-laws. The two creatures are really compact, so that Hana can only rub the stomach and pray that the baby will not go down the nature like her grandmother and papa. Hana's scared real close, sucker. He could only speak to two firefighters and asked to stop the flow of water. While speaking unintentionally his eyes flashed with a maid Dinar, the woman who seemed to be five years older than him lowered her head.
“Pak, turn off the water!” Hana repeated her request to the officer.
Dinar who had diverted the water hose to his son turned his head, he shouted to the firefighters, he seemed to have been able to read that the ghost must have been trying to ask the officer to turn off the water flow.
“Do not follow him! until the water is turned off. I will report to your commander,” Dinar threatened.
Yes, that is how the subordinates, can only obey the command of the powerful. The two officers were scared, despite knowing this was not true.
“Pak! look at the house, it's like a house that has just been hit by flash floods.” Hana pointed to the terrace of Rafli's house, the walls and floor of the terrace were white turned milk chocolate. The woman turned her eyes to Dinar who was just grunting and was increasingly pumping Kelana.
“See Ma! Look what I'm going to do,” Kelana said. He moved forward and continued to direct the water to the door.
“Dinar! Woi ... already, do you want to tear down my son's house,” shouted Tata from inside.
Hearing the voice of the younger brother, Dinar approached. He replied to his sister's words no less loud. “Yes, I'll collapse, if I can make your son a vagrant. Who's wrong are you hiding in Raflisia arnoldi's house?”
Rafli and Tata are in the view. They did not expect Rafli was equated with carrion flowers by Dinar.
“It's all wrong Mama.” Rafli blamed Tata, he scratched the back of his head that was not itchy. He was frustrated to see the living room of his house was almost like an artificial pond like Hana's party yesterday, just adding live fish there.
“Hei .. Rafli, you want grandma sugar factory ‘kan? just take! what more do you want, Ha? do you think I've been quiet all this time because I didn't know anything? will I unload your death card? you seem to have picked the wrong enemy.”
The sound of Kelana makes Rafli and Tata again dumbfounded, since when Kelana was in front of their house?
“Hey ... Kelana, I never look for enemies, but you are always feeling unrest,” replied Rafli, already afraid of him. Even his hands were trembling slightly.
Hana who saw the opportunity also asked the officer to pull the water hose, although there must be a scene pull hose like a seven dozen race between the officers and Dinar.
“Mama, stop Ma,” persuade Hana. She was afraid that her in-laws had a fever because Dinar's clothes looked wet.
However, Hana was again made surprised because Dinar turned out to have prepared everything. The woman was looking for her driver - who was crouching near the fence busy chatting with housekeeper Rafli. The two middle-aged men were at a loss as to what to do.
“Pak open! I'd like to take a towel.”
Hana approached Dinar who was busy wearing kimono-shaped towels. He was confused to find the right sentence to say hello or regret his actions in-laws. While Hana was still focusing on Dinar, the female maid suddenly shouted.
“Bu Dinar, Mas Kelana!”
Hana. Her eyes fester with fear, but not because her husband was shot, stabbed or hit by Rafli. However, as a professional wrestler Kelana had flanked Rafli's head with Tata circling in confusion to save his son.
“Dinar! Your son is possessed.” Tata's shout was earthy with Rafli's voice asking to be released.
“Who opened the door. Already know Kelanaku fierce,” great-grandson Dinar without the slightest fear or guilt.
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next Chapter tomorrow yes gang 🤣