365 Day Contract
Chapter 27

Two suitcases belonging to Shaka and Jihan have been entered into the trunk of the car by the security house. Mahesa and Sonia just drove the two of them to the courtyard of the house. Because the child and his daughter-in-law will visit the house of Mama Dewi to say goodbye.

"All that.? Make sure nothing is left." Papa Mahesa reminded me.

"It." Shaka answered briefly. Then say goodbye to both parents. So too with Jihan. And while hugging her mother-in-law, the woman was even whispered to something that made Jihan difficult to swallow. But because he did not want to disappoint his mother-in-law, Jihan finally nodded. After all, this honeymoon event is just a formality to cover their secrets.

"Be careful on the road. Have fun" Mama Sonia told the two.

"Don't forget Mama's order." Sonia blinked one eye, coding them. Without mentioning what the order is very Mama, both of them already understand. Because they've both been at one-on-one briefings. Especially Shaka, from far away the order has been copied if you want a honeymoon.

Jihan looked down embarrassed, her face slightly blushing. Her mother-in-law was too outspoken when she whispered the order to him. Now give the code.

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Getting out of the car, Jihan carries some paper bags and plastic groceries filled with cakes and the needs of her family for the next 2 weeks. Anyway as long as he leaves his family to Switzerland. Despite giving her monthly money and making sure there will be no shortage, Jihan is just trying to take advantage of what she has right now. Having the Sultan's husband, it's a pity if you don't enjoy the money. Not Matre, but Jihan's just being realistic. Because everything needs money. And for the 1 year he lived with Shaka, Jihan wanted to use the opportunity well. As long as Shaka doesn't protest with Jihan's actions, it's still safe.

"Why should bother shopping, just give the money so that Mama and your sister shop for themselves according to their needs." Shaka grumbled, but he picked up 2 pieces of paper from Jihan's hand that seemed to have difficulty carrying a lot of groceries.

"Alas Mr Shaka thought all this time I did not love money.? I'm their only hope." Jihan Sahut. Though Shaka's question is still reasonable, but in response to another by Jihan. It seems a little offended.

"I know. I mean, you don't have to serepot this. After all, you have separated the house, whether you know what their needs are now. Next time bring a cake and just give me money." Shaka Terang. Jihan simply glanced over without responding to the man beside her, as both of them had already reached the front of the house.

The arrival of Jihan and Shaka was immediately greeted enthusiastically by Juna who was about to leave for college. The man pulled out his motorbike from the living room.

"Well, Bang Shaka and Mba Jihan want to open a stall, huh.?" Canda Juna looked at the tent in the hands of both of them.

"Your sister just emptied a mini market near the alley." Shaka Sahut. The woman next to him immediately glanced back, then entered the house looking for Mama Dewi.

"Here Bang let me bring you. Bang Shaka just sit inside." After parking the motor in the yard, Juna took over the groceries in Shaka's hands and went inside the house. The man in casual clothes followed Juna behind.

"You don't want to change bikes.?" Ask Shaka. Juna immediately chuckled.

"Pengen lah Bang, maybe later if it's work." Juna replied as he slammed into the living room. Shaka was sitting in the living room.

In the kitchen, Jihan even coolly hugged Mama Dewi from behind. The 25-year-old woman is like a spoiled child to her mother. It's only been 2 weeks, but Jihan looks heavy to be far from her Mama.

"There's Juna, he's grown up, he's grown up. You're the one who each thinks Juna is like a child. So worried about going abroad. Juna can take care of Mama." Mama Dewi said soothing.

"That's not all Mah's problem, but for the next 2 weeks, I can't see Mama." Jihan's embrace is getting tighter. Juna looked grimaced amused at the spoiled behavior of his sister.

"A lot of motorcycles are not used at home. If you want, I'll bring one for you." Tawar Shaka's.

"Seriously Bang.?" Juna looked enthusiastic. Seeing the wealth of his brother-in-law, surely the motorbike in Shaka's house is also not a matic motorbike, let alone a duck motorbike like him. Probably the cheapest big motorbike that costs above 50millions.

"Hem." Shaka nodded quickly. The man then took the phone out of his pants pocket, he opened a photo gallery and gave his phone to Juna.

"You choose it, later in the afternoon I tell the house people to bring it here." Shaka.

Just taking a quick look, Juna had already returned Shaka's phone while shaking his head.

"No need to bang, thank you. I'll just use the motor butut." Push down Juna smooth. True guess, his brother-in-law's motorcycle collection has a price that is not playful. Juna did not dare to use such an expensive motorbike. Her mother and sister won't allow her to use Shaka's motorcycle either.

"What did you talk about.? It looks serious." Said Mama Dewi who emerged from the inside while carrying a tray containing drinks and snacks.

"Don't bother Mah, Jihan and I are going straight to the airport." Shaka.

"Jihan said there's 2 hours left. Here first yes for a while, Mama there is still someone who wants to be obrolin with Jihan." Pinta Mama Goddess. Shaka could not argue. The man gives 20 minutes, then leaves for the airport.

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"Just sleep when you're sleepy." Shaka spoke without looking at Jihan.

The clock shows at 2 p.m. That means they've been on the plane for 5 hours. There are still about 12 hours to reach the destination, namely Switzerland.

"The journey is too long, why not just go to Bali which is close." Jihan Protest. It's only been 5 hours, but it's been bored. Especially since it was just silence. Shaka is busy working on his laptop.

"Just you protest now, the plane can't stop suddenly, let alone turn around." Flat language. Jihan thumped lips.

"I know too.!" He hits Shaka's arm, then rests on the back of the chair while closing his eyes.

It didn't take long, Shaka heard the fine snoring coming from the chair next to him. The man turned his head, momentarily staring at the shady face of Jihan who was asleep. Some kid's hair covered his ay's face. Jemari Shaka reflex tucked the hairdo behind Jihan's ear.

The man smiled wryly to brush off the suddenly seething feeling when his fingers came into contact with Jihan's face.

"Rightly ridiculous." Shaka muttered. He snickered himself.