Alamanda, Nurse for My Son
Chapters. 82.

At home Alamanda not less frenzied with the Hanson mansion. Even more horrendous because neighbors who know there is an impromptu wedding event just keep going. Jasmine and Iqbal were shocked when they came home from school because there were many neighbors in the house and the shop was closed. Jasmine and Iqbal were crying hysterically when they thought someone had died.

And now they are all ready to accept the arrival of Marcel and his family. Alamanda already looks beautiful with white kebaya, she is still sitting in her room accompanied by Jasmine and perias aka make up artist who yesterday also makeup Alamanda.

“If this time I hope not to fail again Sis.. may this impromptu marriage succeed and last forever marriage Kak Alamanda and Mr. Marcel.” Said Jasmine who had already appeared beautiful in a simple dress.

“Al.. let's get out. That's already no guests come looking for you.” Irawan's Mother's voice behind Alamanda's bedroom door

“Before Mr. Marcel comes too. I deg deg an nih. can't talk... Your father is picking up Mr. Er Te and Wak Haji for a witness, already on the phone ga raised.” Say Mother Irawan again.

Alamanda came out of the room still accompanied by perias and Jasmine. Chair chairs in the living room have been removed and now the living room floor is spread out carpet and mat.

In the living room it appears that Bang Bule Vincent and Mr. Ernestan are sitting on a carpet while Mrs Ernestan is sitting on her wheelchair. Mr and Mrs Ernest looked at Alamanda without blinking. Because they both look like Deborah, the dead daughter-in-law.

Grandpa and Grandma Oji were already sitting sweetly while smilingly nodding a nod.

“Master, Madam and Bang Bule sorry..it is like this our home.” Alamanda said with a smile then she greeted and sat down on the carpet as well.

“In the meantime Marcel is coming. He told me that he was on the way.” Bang Bule Vincent has not seen his father Alamanda.

“Iya Bang, Papa just caught up with Er Te pack and Wak Haji.” Alamanda.

“Iya has been followed by Iqbal also kok not yet come.” Said Irawan's mother who had also sat beside Alamanda. Mr and Mrs Ernest continued to look at the faces of Mother Irawan, Grandpa Grandma Oji and Jasmine to compare with the faces of Alamanda and it only made Mother Irawan groggy and panicked.

And not long after that Mr. Irawan has come with the neighbors who will be used as witnesses of Alamanda's impromptu marriage.

“Sorry .. “ said Mr. Irwan who just entered while greeting Bang Bule Vincent and Mr. Mr. Ernest.

“Sorry, I was explaining to the people who asked.” Said Mr. Er Te who had also come in. And it is true that the neighbors are still in love with the Alamanda wedding which was held impromptu.

Meanwhile, in another place Marcel's car was getting closer to the location of Alamanda's house. In the back of Marcel's car were two cars that followed him but not Mr Sam's car but the car of the bodyguards and close relatives of the Hanson family.

A car stops at an empty lot for parking.

“Kok stops here?” ask Mrs Hanson. Marcel opened the car door.

“Iya Mistress.” Answer the driver who has taken Alamanda.

“How far should this go on foot?” asked Mrs Hanson who was walking behind Marcel.

“That's Oma, get to the house that there are people in front of it.” Said Charlotte who walked ahead.

“Hah? A long way to get my leg abrasions. Marcel you can't find a wife whose house doesn't torture me like this. Not being a wife alone has made me suffer.” Said Mrs Hanson in a loud voice as her steps were further and further behind Marcel let alone Charlotte.

“Mama request a carrier bodyguard only!” marcel's voice was loud as well.

“Ogah. Shame know. I stop here, already not strong way.” The voice of Lady Hanson who finally stopped was no longer willing to continue on foot. Carrying does not want to be asked to remove his high heel sandals especially.

“Mistress, car can not enter on this alleyway.” Said one of the loyal bodyguards accompanying Mrs Hanson who broke down the road.

And at a time when Mrs Hanson was still on strike. There were three men in full suits also walking in haste on the street of the alley. The three men were carrying a large black bag.

“See that Mistress they are also on foot.” Said the bodyguard so that Mrs Hanson would continue her footsteps. Mrs Hanson is still on strike.

Marcel and Charlotte have arrived at Alamanda's house. Jasmine greeted Charlotte happily.

“Ayo Bro, the officer who married has also arrived said he has walked to this house.” Bang Bule Vincent said as Marcel entered the living room.

“My mom broke down on foot.” Marcel's whisper to Bang Bule Vincent in order not to be heard by the Alamanda family. Bang Bule Vincent knitted his forehead.

But it arrived...

“Tante, Omaku broke down the road, please you pick him up with your motor.” Charlotte told Jasmine.

“Alright beautiful Miss will I pick up Miss Oma..”, said Jasmine with a smile and did not forget to menoel Charlotte's chin because of anxiety.

Finally, Miss Hanson also wanted to be piggybacked on Jasmine's motorbike, even though her lips were still pouting. He who is still half-heartedly accepts Alamanda to be his son-in-law plus the location and house of Alamanda which he thinks is far from perfect the more arrogant his heart.

When entering the house of Alamanda, Mrs Hanson was very surprised when she saw that Mr and Mrs Ernest were in the living room.

“Master and Lady Ernest..” muttered Mrs Hanson inwardly.