Anindita's Wedding
Part 22 Alya Lives In Mas Adam's House
After two days at his father's house, Anin returned to Jakarta with Mas Adam and Alya.
Along the way, Anin was silent, while Alya continued to chat and heat up Anin's manation. And Adam only occasionally glanced at Anin who seemed to have fallen asleep in the front seat.
After arriving Anin went straight inside, without caring about Mas Adam and Alya who walked behind him.
"Wait for Anin" said Adam, making Anin's steps stop and turn his body.
"From today Alya will stay with us in this house," said Adam staring fixedly at Anin's face that looks no expression.
"Close," Anin replied briefly and immediately left Alya and Mas Adam.
Adam who saw Anin's attitude that did not care about what he just said, just fell silent staring at Anin's back who had climbed the stairs.
"Darling, let's go in!" alya said holding the hand of Mas Adam with affection.
"You come in, I'll leave my work first" Adam said with a smile. Leaving Alya alone with a face that looked annoyed.
Inside his study, Adam sat in a chair staring at a photo on his phone screen.
"When time can I repeat," murmured Adam still staring at the photo that was always inside his phone.
Anin, who was already in her room, immediately laid her body on the bed.
"Alya lives in this house," Anin murmured inwardly by clenching her hands together. "Am I looking for a house contract and moving out of here?"
Anin immediately took her phone to contact Mita.
"Mit, tomorrow after work. Help me find a home contract," Anin pinta.
"Contract a house for whom?" ask mita.
"For me" replied Anin.
"For you? are you living with Mas Adam?" mita asked in a surprised voice.
"Now still, but the plan is I will move," said Anin.
"What's going on until you move out of Mas Adam's house?" ask Mita curious.
"Alya, because Alya has lived here" Anin said
"What's? crazy about both of them. Really no heart," muttered Mita with a ketus.
"Indeed they're crazy!" anin said in an annoyed voice.
"But how can Alya stay in your house? why do I feel so suspicious of Alya" said Mita.
"That's it, tomorrow I'll tell you everything" Anin said and hung up.
The next day, the,
Anin who used to wake up early to prepare breakfast for Mas Adam, felt surprised when she saw Alya who was already in her kitchen frying something.
"What are you doing here?" ask Anin.
"Of course I'm preparing breakfast for my beloved husband" Alya replied with a cynical smile on her face.
"Good, so I don't need any reps to prepare breakfast. Oh yeah don't forget to make it for me too," Anin said with a small laugh straight away from the kitchen.
"Damn it, he thinks I'm his maid!" alya grumbled inwardly, while holding back her already overflowing emotions.
After finishing the bath Anin immediately went down and saw Mas Adam and Alya who were already sitting at the dining table.
"So come here.... ! the fried rice is ready," Alya said with a smile.
Anin who saw Alya's smile increasingly wanted to vomit, she never expected. The quiet figure of Alya now turned like a wolf in sheep's clothing.
"Yes good" replied Mas Adam smiling at Alya, a smile that Mas Adam never showed Anin.
Anin who saw the affection of the husband and wife who was in front of her, could only hold all her irritation in her heart. And without waiting long Anin quickly finished her breakfast.
"Oh yes Al, please wash my dishes yes... ! I was in a hurry" said Anin who immediately left with half a run.
Anin believes that Alya must be holding back her anger, "Two empty, very nice as a maid" Anin murmured with a laugh, coming out of her yard to look for the base ojek. Because Anin had tried to find an online motorcycle taxi but no one took it.
"Come in" said a voice known to Anin.
Anin also saw Mas Adam's car with the car glass that was opened and told him to enter.
"Come in, if you don't want to be late to your place of work!" adam looked at Anin who was silent in his place.
"I count to three, one, two, ...."
Anin went straight into Mas Adam's car, Anin did not want to be late to work and also did not want to walk forward because very far what else he wears high hills shoes.
"When are you going to take care of our divorce?" asked Anin without looking at Mas Adam.
"Do you hate me?" ask Adam without answering Anin's question.
"Of course I hate you, you and Alya are excellent liars. A very compatible couple," Anin said cynically.
"I've guessed you must hate me," said Adam glancing at Anin.
"I asked when are you going to take care of our divorce? and I'm gonna find a house contract to move out of your house immediately, too,"
Unexpectedly Anin Mas Adam's car stopped suddenly to make Anin almost sucked car dashboard.
"You can take no car?" gerutu Anin's.
"I won't let you move out of my house" Adam said in a stern voice.
"You have no right to ban me" Anin said in a voice that was no less high.
"I'm your husband, of course I'm entitled.... !" said Adam who had been staring intently at Anin.
"Husband?" tease Anin. "The husband who has another wife" Anin pointedly quipped.
"Whatever it is I'm still your husband, and I forbid you to move out of the house" said Adam, who returned to run his car.
"You haven't answered my question, when are you going to take care of our divorce?" ask Anin for the third time.
But still not answered by Mas Adam until the car arrived in front of the company where Anin worked.
"Basan crazy man," said Anin staring at the car Mas Adam who looks increasingly distant.
Anin immediately entered the company where she worked.
"How's your dad doing?" asked Mr. Andre to look at Anin who was in front of him.
"Thank God it has improved" Anin replied.
"Thank God I'm happy to hear it" Andre smiled at Anin.
"Sir, I'm sorry for asking permission so often" Anin said, bowing her head.
"No papa, you don't think about it too much anyway here I have my right hand that can handle everything" said Mr. Andre with a smile
"One more time thank you sir," said Anin
After receiving all the files from Mr. Andre, Anin went straight out of his upper room.
And during the break, Mita immediately pulled Anin to go to the cafe which was right in front of the company building Pak Andre.