Airin And The Rich Man's
Proud Woman

Airin brought her weak body down from the bed, took a towel to cover her innocent body. Then step out of the room.

Airin looks for Alexi into the living room, but nothing. Even their clothes that had been scattered here, were no longer there. This made Airin's forehead wrinkled in wonder.

Airin stepped into the kitchen, where she found Alexi who was busy with cooking utensils.

"What are you doing again?" airin asked while staring in disbelief.

"Make lunch for us, I'm sure you'll be hungry."

"Can you cook?"

"If it's just an omelet, I can."

"Sorry," said Airin.

"Sorry for what?" alexi asked, looking back.

"I should have prepared lunch for us."

Alexi smiled casually. "Bring, after that we eat together."

Airin bit her lip, she regretted thinking badly about Alexi. Yes, this new husband is very special.

After the shower, they enjoyed lunch together.

Eating dishes made by the husband tastes so delicious, even though the menu is only an omelet.

"Thank you" said Airin on the sidelines of eating his food.

"Thank you for what else?"

"For the food" said Airin.

"I don't mind, let alone seeing your sleep so soundly" Alexi said.

"I'm really exhausted, Mom. My body's like a crumb."

"Eat him a lot. So that you have enough energy. That was just the beginning, there's still tonight, tomorrow and tomorrow again!" Alexi chuckles seductively.

Airin swallowed the food in her mouth with great difficulty, while looking at Alexi with an elusive look in her eyes.

"Why look at me like that?" ask Alexi.

"I'm happy, Mas. No more words come out of your mouth. All this time your formal language seemed to bring distance between us," said Airin who responded to Alexi with a smile.

Smile it, warm. Makes Airin feel at home for a long time looking at him. Now Airin does not want to lose Alexi, just once he failed to keep his household.

As Sarah suggested, Airin was determined to keep her household this time until the end. Although on the other hand he also felt inferior to the status he held.

***

"You're doing it carefully, Mom." Airin kissed the back of Alexi's hand as they arrived in front of the stall.

Alexi nods. "You don't get tired either, you'll get sick again."

After ordering like that, Alexi also pulled his motorcycle gas. Leaving Airin who took off with a smile.

Airin stepped into the stall, finally he could sell again, after several times his intention had to be undone.

Not once did Airin have to delay opening the stall, but three times. For three days she was locked up by her husband, without ever leaving the house.

Warung Airin began to bustle, he shaved because he did not lose customers, even though he had stopped selling for about ten days.

Towards noon, it appeared a luxury sedan car stopped in front of the Airin stall. Out of it came a young girl, her face beautiful, high-bodied proportional. His slender calves sauntered as if he was walking on the catwalk, towards the Airin stall.

Dahi Airin wrinkled wonder, for what girl looks like a super model, with all-branded clothes that come to the project. Are you afraid of allergic skin?

"Mom!" call him after sitting in one of the chairs.

Rushing Airin approached. "Yes, what message do you want?"

"I order melon juice, but don't use sugar, yes" he said with a haughty intonation.

"Sorry, Ma'am, I don't sell juice" Airin said politely.

The girl raised her face, along with her eyes that were glaring in annoyance. "Mr? It's good that you call me madam! I'm no older than you, call me Miss!" the upset.

"Yes, Miss, sorry." As a friendly trader, Airin relented. Even though his heart started to curse. "But Miss's order doesn't exist."

"Ck, yes it is. I ordered some sweet iced tea, didn't I?"

"She, Miss. Wait a minute I make." Airin was about to step into the stall.

"In the meantime" stop the woman.

"What else, Miss?"

"But the drinks you make are hygienic, right? Watch out if I get a stomachache!"

Airin let out a long sigh, trying to hold back patiently. "Miss calm down, so far no one has been sick stomach, after eating or drinking in my shop," he replied with an emphasized intonation.

Airin immediately made an order for the haughty guest, then drove him after it became.

In less than ten minutes, the woman finished her sweet iced tea. Then his hand waved to call Airin.

"Yes, Miss," said Airin after he arrived in front of the woman.

"This is the money!" The woman took out a note bearing the image of the father of the Indonesian proclamator.

Airin took the money. "Attent, Miss. I'll get you the change."

"No need, you just take the rest!" stop that woman. "The money you have comes from project workers. Their hands must be dirty, lots of germs. I don't want those germs moving into my bag!"

"Huh?" Airin's mouth was open.

"I want to ask you, do you know a man named Alexi on this project? He had a cross-sectional face, about 190-centimeter tall!"

Airin was silent for a moment, the features this woman mentioned were exactly like her husband. But her husband's name wasn't Alexi.

Airin shook his head. "I know him, Miss."

"Yes, it's only natural that a warlord woman like you doesn't know her. You guys are different levels!" said the woman was demeaning.

Afterwards, the haughty woman left without permission, she continued her intention to look for Alexi. Leaving Airin who was looking at his departure with an annoyed look.

Airin cursed the woman's haughty attitude. "The rich have no manners! They always demean the poor!"

Seriate.

Don't forget to leave a like, and comment.