The Oppressed Girl's Revenge
Lies of Love

In the car there was silence. Al was busy staring in front of the car, while Shakila focused on the street through the window beside her.

Only silence, before Shakila finally reopened her voice.

"How many children do you want?" shakila asked bluntly again, because she felt quiet from earlier.

Al's eyes broke upon hearing that niggling question from Shakila and then stared intently at Shakila's glance.

"Don't make my emotions go up Shakila!" firmly Al with his flat face as well as his sharp gaze pointed forward.

Shakila only boasted her smile hearing Al's words that sounded holding back her emotions. I don't know if Shakila feels good about judging Al like this.

"Cock emotions anyway? I asked you well. We will marry, we will have children, right? There's no harm in asking me now?" shakila asked again looking at Al intensely withholding her laughter.

Al's red face was extinguished not because of embarrassment, but because of anger at hearing Shakila's question that increased nyelief in his opinion.

"Shakila!!"

"Yes, Mr. Al is present." Shakila's laughter she was holding finally broke after saying that.

After a few minutes of laughter, Shakila neutralized herself so as not to laugh anymore let alone see a few times Al stared at her sharply.

"Ekhem, okay this time I'm serious. Om lo it's got a company that's otherwise wrongly called Erkio Company?" asked Shakila who this time with a tone and the look of her serious face looked at Al.

Al frowned listening to Shakila's question this time.

"Why do you want to know?" ask Al in full.

"Yes, answer yes or no!" ketus Shakila's.

Al mendelik sharp.

Shakila who was stared at sharply also sighed. "Gue's never heard me talk about Om lo and his company. So, I want the name of the company to be correct or not," Shakila replied lying.

"Bokap lo? Why do you know it's my Om? Though bokap lo just storyain name right, it can not bokap lo......" Al's eyes fumbled back and stared hard at Shakila.

"Don't tell me you found out about me?" guess with a surprised look.

"That's you know," Shakila replied lightly. What he said was a lie.

"Why?" ask Al in surprise.

"Ck, so is that really Om lo?" shakila asked again with an annoyed clack. He also ignored questions from Al which he thought their discussion was wider.

Al just nodded small.

Just now Shakila wanted to ask again. It turned out that they had already arrived at the main Mansion belonging to Al's parents.

"We have arrived. Downhill!" his orders before getting off the car.

Shakila got out of the car and then without permission to hold Al's hand.

Al swerving towards his hand held by the woman sucks according to him.

"Please!" resolute Al with his cold tone.

"Hust! We have to look friendly in front of your bokap!" cetus Shakila with a smile then pulled Al into the Mansion which is no less big than the Mansion of his parents.

Al could only cluck annoyed at Shakila's answer.

Upon entering the Mansion area, the two of them were immediately greeted by the maids there. Both of them also directly lead to the family room area.

When they both saw three men and two women sitting on the sofa in the living room, everything seemed fun to chat.

"Why long?" asked a middle-aged man whose face still looked handsome that was staring at Al with his eagle gaze.

"Hello Om," said Shakila who managed to direct the net of all those in the room to him.

Shakila nodded, "Yes, Om. I'm Shakila the Om call. And we finally agreed to the match, but we want to get married later after we graduate from college" Shakila said with a smile.

"Eh, how long is it? After graduating from school, you got married" Radit said.

"After college or Papa won't see Al getting married!" resolute Al with his flat face.

Shakila was a little surprised to hear Al saying that seemed to agree with his words. But, yasudah, Shakila was also the one who stranded because he could still cancel it later.

Radit sighed at the words of his only son.

"Whatever!" said Radit finally with a look on his face.

"Let's sit down Shakila boy," Radit invited kindly to Shakila.

Shakila nodded and took Al to the empty sofa in the room.

"Oh yeah, meet Shakila boy. That's Erald Omnya Al, next to him there is his wife Mediana, that's his cousin Al her name is Elano and that beautiful one is Elona her sister Elano," Radit explained one by one the family he has.

"Include also, this beautiful woman is my daughter-in-law's name is Shakila" Radit continued with a smile.

"Hello, introduce me to Shakila" Shakila said with a faint smile.

The four people replied to Shakila indifferently.

Shakila silently stared intently as if she wanted to skin a man with a distended stomach, who else if not Om from her lie lover.

"How did you start Om Radit's business?" elano asked with a mocking smile because he knew his cousin had not yet started to plunge in his Papa company, not the same as he had started helping in his Papa Company.

"Ah, don't ask me that, son of Lano. Until now Om has forced him, but still still does not want to help his old Papa in the Company." It was not Al who answered but Radit with all his grievances.

Al who heard the grievance of his father was only indifferent. Another case of Shakila whose gaze now turned to look at cousin Al with a sharp gaze after staring at Om Al sharp.

Shakila followed Al's waist plan.

Al looked at Shakila.

"Lo the enemy is the same cousin lo?" whispered Shakila.

"According to you?"

Shakila just nodded as if understanding then went back to silence hearing the conversation from the Al family.

"Haiss, you should have started to jump in to have experience later. Like I've started to have experience so that later can replace the bokap to take over the Company," said Elano again proud of himself.

Al is just indifferent. Because again in ignored Elano was insinuating even more spicy.

"You sure that the woman next to you who will be your wife is not the same as your nyokap?" sindir Elano with his casual face as if innocent.

Al instantly turned his net towards Elano sharply, even if his gaze was an arrow then it would have already pierced through Elano's body. Likewise with Radit who clenched his hands heard the words of his father, because he most disliked to hear his ex-wife mentioned again.

Shakila who was called also stared at the annoyance of Elano who carried himself in the middle of his quarrel with Al.

Shakila scrunched her forehead as she felt the air in this room suddenly become gripping.

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Huhuhuhu sorryin author because new old up astagfirullah 😭 Author is really busy in the real world😩