The Oppressed Girl's Revenge
Secret Al

In one of the rooms that were inside the vast Mansion. Precisely three men were enjoying their meal together with silence, in the room there was only the sound of a spoon and fork that was sounding because it was used for eating by three men who were two middle-aged men, and one was young. At this time the three men were having dinner together, because it was only at dinner that the three of them could get together even though there was rarely any interaction from the three men.

"I'm done" said the youngest man at the dinner table, wiping his lips and standing about to leave the empty dining room.

"Wait a minute!" said one of the second oldest men at the dinner table.

The young man turned around while frowning his forehead at the man holding him back.

"Daddy got word from Daddy's spy, if you went to a dangerous place and fought with the gangsters in that dangerous place, why did you do that?! Daddy's saying you've learned enough diligently and inherited the company from Daddy and your Grandpa!!" ask the man who turned out to be Daddy from the young man and affirm to his son.

"It's not good that I'm wiping out society's trash!" replied the young man casually as well as his flat face. "And well I don't need a legacy from you, because I can make money for myself!" continued the young man again firmly.

"Al!!" the man shouted with his emotions to his son who was defying him.

"Radrite! Don't force that on Papa's grandson!" said the oldest man at the dinner table who turned out to be the grandfather of a man named Al.

Well, the youngest man was Alrey who used to be called Al.

Al who was lazy to start the quarrel went straight to his room with a flat face and cold.

"Papa don't always defend Al dong! He would have finished school should have studied well then if he graduated he could be the successor to Radit to take care of the company Papa and Radit right. But, if he only fights what he can do later, do not let the company if on the sword later by him even bankrupt again!!" said Radit expressed his anxiety and anxiety and his feelings of regret to his son who always did not want to obey his orders.

"But not that you can talk slowly and don't be too pushy. Al is a smart boy, Papa is sure he can make our company later become a more successful company!" reprimanded the middle-aged man firmly defending his only grandson.

"Ck, she's exactly the same as the lady s*alan that stubborn Pa and dissident!!" irked Radit then went straight from that place with his emotional face.

Grandpa Al was only able to shake his head with a sigh of breath seeing the behavior of his son who still harbored disappointed and angry with his ex-wife who had long separated from him.

Meanwhile, Al who had not wanted to make a quarrel with his Daddy went to his room for money was on the second floor of the Mansion.

Al was lying facing the ceiling of his room with his eyes closed, he tried to calm his mind so as not to follow his emotions with his Daddy's coercion.

Oii Al has a phone, the voice of Al's cell phone call reads.

Al who heard it took and raised the call without seeing who was on the phone by staying in the same position.

"Boss, I want to give you some good news!" said someone from behind the phone with a happy tone.

"Hmm?" Al scrunched his forehead hearing that.

"The business we live in is fast, many clients even from abroad who contact us!" cetus person from the phone half screamed because he was so happy.

"Oh good," replied Al in his casual tone. "You just run it well, if there's anything I need to deal with directly you can call me again!" al then wanted to turn off his phone.

"Hmm, is there more?" asked Al coldly.

Gluey! The man on the phone swallowed his saliva roughly, as he felt the current mood of his boss seemed to be unfavorable.

"There is no boss" replied the man across the phone quietly. The man who is currently accompanied by Al talk is one of Al's right-handers, a person he can trust despite not believing a hundred percent to take care of his newly founded Company without the knowledge of his Grandpa and Daddy. H'al is only known by his two best friends who became investors in his new company.

Tutt Tutt, call sound off.

After hearing that there was nothing else that his right hand wanted to talk about, Al immediately turned off his call he did not want to talk about anything unimportant.

*******

A beautiful looking woman had just gotten off a luxurious looking car. The woman smiled smirkly staring at the Mansion in front of her at this moment. The woman was Aleen who was in the body of Shakila who had just returned home after giving up longing and told everything to her original parents.

Aleena knew that she was still in the same year that she entered Shakila's body all because of Shakila's clear memory in her head that she had entered it still a few days since she an accident that took his life.

Tuk, tuk, tuk, Shakila tapped on the fence of the Mansion in front of him this slightly rudely.

Soon the gate was opened by the guarding guards.

"Miss? Miss just got home?" the guard asked pleasantries when he also saw now that Shakila had just returned home.

"Yes sir."

"Miss be careful later because it seems like Mr and Madam are very angry because Miss is late to go home," said the security guard again told Shakila to be vigilant.

Shakila simply nodded back at the guards words. After that, Shakila went straight into the Mansion because she was tired of wanting to sleep because it was night too.

But, just opening the door he was faced with faces that were staring at him angry, upset, and jutek.

"Why did you just come home now?!" renata asked fiercely and his upset face looked at the woman in front of him who had just returned home when the clock had shown midnight.

"Well, I should have asked. Why are you waiting for me instead of resting?" shakila asked pretending not to know with her pretended face.

"Shakila you are more insolent!!" hardik Herdi with his emotions.

"True, you don't know yourself!!" Bella approached and raised her hand to slap Shakila's relaxed face in front of her and it sparked her emotions.

THE PLAQUE!

A slap sound resounded in the Mansion.