My Stepmom My First Love
Chapter 18 Arman's Praise

Andra was so relieved. Eventually the plan to trap Miranda succeeded as well. This way Hendro company will pay a big penalty for the termination of the cooperation contract.

Because the point in the contract is that the first party has the right to sue if the second party lies.

Even after being traced again many documents that turned out to be bodong or not in accordance with what was there.

It made Andra happy. The strong evidence he had now could easily topple Hendro.

Even eighty percent of the shares he controlled now inevitably had to be released as a means of compensation. Of course Hendro wants to do this because he does not want to if you have to languish in the iron bars.

"Yet yours will come back to you soon Alana" Andra muttered with relief.

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"Mad you... Forgive.. Sick.." with a sob Miranda whimpered in pain as Hendro continued to beat her with his clasp.

No matter what that woman looks like, it's really sad now.

"Basar cheap women do not know lucky. Because of you, I went bankrupt like this. You should not live in this world anymore. Goddamnit.." With full of emotion Hendro continued to beat Miranda.

The sound of screams and sobs was no longer even useful. Hendro's been overcome by this kind of anger that he wants just to keep venting it.

Miranda is resigned now. Somehow eventually whether he'll stay alive or die at Hendro's hands.

While Hendro who had not been so willing to take care of the company began to be curious. Who is the figure of Andra who can dismantle all his cheating. Though all this time his minions have always managed to fool investors.

He started looking for Andra's name on the internet. But the personal information about the man was only a little he got.

His phone has started ringing since. The shareholders began to contact him questioning the fate of the company.

"Aarrggh.. Siaaall's.." Hendro slammed his phone. His gaze returned giddy when he saw Miranda who was lying helplessly.

"You look. I'm back to bothering you. Now you have to help me figure out how to get my treasure back" Hendro said, clutching Miranda's chin.

Miranda in the remnants of her strength was now staring at Hendro sharply. His lips grinned and then laughed out loud.

"Basar old bangka, your treasure is not yours. It's all your nephew's so don't be so powerful. You're also a con man so don't be surprised that other people will fool you too" Miranda pulled out all her junk.

"Hhaaaahhhh...." Hendro shouted in anger.

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"Mas, I make fried rice only yes, because this is the most superficial" Alana is still busy cooking.

While Arman was sitting on the dining room chair watching Alana. He looked at his wife, busy cooking.

Many times he tried to rub his hair.

Then Arman got up from his seat and went to his room. Alana just gave him a quick look. He thought that Arman might be waiting for him in the room so he didn't pay much heed to it. The important thing is that the business is done.

But it is unexpected that Arman came back to Alana. He approached Alana and grabbed her hair. Collecting one and then lock it with Alana's hair string taken from her room.

Alana was surprised by what Arman did. The shadow of the abusive treatment that the man abused at the beginning of the marriage still lingered in his heart.

"You should have brushed your hair first while cooking. So as not to interfere with your work" said Arman finished poking Alana's hair.

Alana was silent. He smiled a small smile as he looked at Arman. Yeah, somehow right now he's starting to dare to look at Arman. All this time he was so afraid that even looking at his body just needed extra courage.

After a while finally fried rice made by Alana is ready to be served. Alana only made one serving and it turned out to be quite a lot.

"W-how Mas? Not good, huh?" Alana was worried as she looked at Arman's completely unpredictable flat expression.

"Honey, I like it. The smell is so good on my tongue. Thank you Alana" For some reason Alana's heart seemed to burst. He was so relieved when Arman said his thanks.

Alana did not stop smiling. But suddenly Arman thrust a spoonful of rice to Alana.

"It's too much for me, baby if it's left. So you help spend yes" said Arman.

Though hesitant, Alana finally opens her mouth and takes a bribe from Arman.

But over time Alana became more and more awkward. Finally he took his own spoon and ate a plate with Arman.

"If you keep feeding me when will Mas Arman eat?" muttered Alana shyly.

Arman was very happy with this. Although simple, but he felt happiness that he did not find for a long time.

Slowly he remembers his ex-wife, if Arman used to vent with emotion then now he tries to shepherd her and vent with love for Alana.

Although he knew Alana could not repay his feelings because in Alana's heart there was still Andra. Arman will remain patiently restrained.

At the same time Andra had just returned from her affairs. He was very happy tonight because the plan had worked. Can't wait to tell Alana someday if she's managed to reclaim the company that's Alana's right.

As he was about to go to his room he heard a voice from the kitchen. The curious Andra finally walked towards the kitchen.

He was stunned when he saw the scene before him. Alana is eating with Arman.

They love and enjoy food on the same plate.

As someone who loved Alana so much must be very jealous to see it. Andra knows herself. She has to hold it in because after all Alana is currently the wife of her stepfather.

And the thing that makes Andra even more jealous is to see Alana so enjoy her time with Arman.

The smile she gave was so sweet to Arman. He is afraid that Alana will slowly start falling for Arman.

"Andra, are you home?" arman said as he looked at Andra who was standing.

"Ep.. Yes Pa." answered Andra a little surprised because Arman realized his arrival.

While Alana looked happy to see Andra who had come home. At least the man actually kept his promise. He smiled a faint smile at Andra.

Yet Andra herself seemed silent and looked at the two with a sharp gaze.

"Have you eaten Ndra? This is your mama making fried rice but unfortunately only one serving" said Arman while showing a plate of fried rice that left a little leftover.

Arman deliberately called Alana by the name of mama to make Andra self-conscious. That once again, Alana is her stepmother.

"I'm full, I had dinner with someone last night" Andra said with a glance at Alana.

"Oh, with your girlfriend? Who's Andra?" ask Arman.

"That's how it will be, if it's time Papa will definitely find out." replied Andra.

Whether happy or not, but the words that Andra said seemed to incise a small incision in Alana's heart.

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"I have to reuse Alana. Only then can I earn money. He's my only source of money right now" Hendro lamented.