
The debate between Violla and Alvino is back when Alvino's parents left. Violla felt unacceptable because Alvino just kept quiet. When his father would blatantly give all his wealth to Alika.
"You actually want me or my treasure, Violla?" Alvino asked sarcastically.
"E e. e is not what I mean baby, I just pity you lost all the treasure of your papa anyway." Violla replied. Indeed, the main purpose of him close to Alvino is to master his property. Alvino was the only son of Abraham, a wealthy businessman. But now Alvino even easily release the treasure to Alika, who will soon become his ex-wife.
"Not protest anymore, the important thing is that we can be together. I still have my own company. Relax you will not be lacking." Alvino said to his girlfriend.
"Yes you are still rich but if there is a treasure from your parents, I can be more pitya-foya." Said Violla which of course was only in her mind.
Three days later...
Alika, Alvino and Alvino's parents are sitting together. They make a divorce deal between Alika and Alvino. Where Alvino's property will fall to Alika. Except his own house and company.
Alika signed all the papers except for the transfer of Alvino's property to her own.
"Why stop baby, there are still files that you have not signed" Nena said
"Sorry Mama Nena, papa Abraham. I can't accept all of this. Let this remain Alvino's. I have earned quite a lot from Alvino during this time. Plus mas Alvino also meets the needs of uncle aunty. So I guess this isn't necessary." Alika said while passing the file to the lawyer.
"Well, if that's what you want." Abraham
All the business is done, just waiting for the divorce trial. Alvino's parents are back home. And Alika also packed her things to get out of the house.
Alika made a deal with Danish. At eleven Danish will pick him up. Danish had already found Alika a place to live not far from her home. Indeed, he deliberately, in order to always be close to the woman of his heart.
Alika had finished packing all her things. She sat on the edge of the bed looking at her wedding photo with Alvino first. I can't believe this holy marriage should run aground like this.
She can't blame her husband. Because here the position is the same as the third person between Alvino and Violla. Two people who have loved each other for a long time. But did not get the blessing of Mama Nena.
"Did you want to take wedding photos? Sad to be divorced from Alvino?" Suddenly, Violla enters Alika's room. The woman felt that she was currently winning from Alika. He managed to shift Alika's position. Plus, Alvino's fortune was not given to Alika.
"Not at all. I'm even more relieved to get away from you two. May you be happy with Mas Alvino." Said Alika who then came out of the room with her suitcase. The wedding photo he had seen was just left on the bed.
"Curtain, he's so arrogant. Obviously I'd be happierin' Alvino." Violla
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Black sedan car stops in front of the house no 34 B griya sandalwood housing. Very close to the house in Danish, no 29 B. Alika gets off the car opened the door by Danish.
"Mas Danish isn't in the wrong here?" Alika asked was astonished to see the row of luxury houses, especially the house in front of her now.
"So, this is really his rented house. And my house is there." Said Danish while pointing across.
"So this is the housing complex where Mas Danish lives? Can fit really yes anyone contracted right facing gini." Alika
"Eh wait a minute mas, this house feels like the rent must be expensive. I haven't worked yet. If it's more than five million a month I can't afford it."
"That problem is not to be thought about. It's my best friend's house, people abroad. He said he didn't have to pay. Just ask to be treated."
"Haa, that's really mas. Wowh so good, my best friend is Danish. I say thank you and I promise to take care of this house as best I can."
Danish just smiled at Alika's words. Danish owns the house. Yes, two days ago Danish bought the house specifically for Alika to live in.
After helping Alika for a while inside and showing her the whole house, Danish said goodbye. It turns out that outside the house there is already Jenny who kepo because she saw her brother's car parked across from their house.
"Son Danish how did you get inside? It's not that he's got this house moved out two weeks ago" said Jenny, who saw Danish.
"This house is now mine. Because I bought it."
"What's? You bought this house, brother? Right in front of my mom's house." Jenny is quite surprised, plus sees Alika coming out of the house.
"Eh his sister mas Danish yes, who used to come to the Villa as well. Meet me Alika," Alika shook Jenny's hand and was welcomed by the Danish sister.
"I'm Jenny" Jenny said with a smile.
"Oh so brother Danish be.." Not done talking Jenny's mouth was silenced by Danish and immediately pulled to go home.
"Sorry, Alika, we have to go home, if there's anything, just call me. Just get the car, yeah, bye."
Alika was a little surprised to see the brothers. Like tom and jerry. It looks like Jenny continues to beat her sister while walking into the area of her house.
"What the hell was that brother was silent," Jenny protested when she was inside the house.
"Your mouth is a bucket. Alika is not my home. I said it was my house. If he knew I'd bought the house for him, he wouldn't have taken it." Danish explained everything to Jenny.
"Then add my pocket money. If I didn't tell Alika that it was actually Danish's sister's house. Let mbak Alika not feel good trus montih contracted in a place far from here." Jenny takes advantage of the situation to ask for more money on her brother.
"Yee good, you want to take advantage of the situation. There are no extras!" Danish shouted as he stepped towards the stairs.
"Okay, I've gone back to Alika's samperin. Or yell, the guy's still outside." Threaten Jenny to her sister.
Danish tightened her jaw to hear that, but a few seconds later it turned into a forced smile. "Okay, my dear sister. Add 10%, no nawar. That's more than enough."
"30% or nothing." Jenny bargained.
"OK 30%." Said Danish before actually going to her room, leaving her smiling sister triumphant.