Berlianku My wife
227. Abyss

The sun began to rise, its adult rays began to appear. The cold and tempting air to be lazy now began to disappear, turned to warm and began to disturb souls to move immediately.

Ardi was also neatly wearing a tie shirt. Ready to carry out his duties as the successor of Gunawijaya.

"Lian don't wear this hijab?" alya asked with her cute face to try the latest voal hijab she ordered via online.

"Ck" Ardi just looked and clucked.

"Huuumm" Alya pouted and pursed his lips. Notya commenting and praising Ardi actually showed an expression of dislike.

Then Ardi punched Alya's nose suddenly.

"Iissh nyakitin again kaan?" alya brushed off Ardi's hand.

"Mas said that going outside doesn't have to be pretty! I don't like it!" ardi replied revealing his misery.

"Lian take care of the afternoon. Lian did not leave. This is just pointing to Mas. Lian dandan make Mas, let Mas fit into the office remember her last face beautiful Lian" replied Alya defending herself.

"Yes, at home. Wear it short. Do not wear clothes if the same mas, later mas will remember" replied Ardi Spanish.

"Isssh basic" Alya answered her hand hitting Ardi's arm.

"Oh yeah, honey, really!" ardi replied avoiding his wife's blow.

"Not funny talking. If this morning Mr. Rudi, Mang Diman, Mang Adi, Mr. Arlan has been milling about Mas. So yes Lian wears a veil" Lian replied again.

"Yaya, Mas's wife is the best" replied Ardi approached and hugged Alya fat from behind. And kissed his shoulder.

"Emmpt" Alya simply complained of the carelessness of receiving her husband's treatment.

"Follow Mas to yuuk's office!" whisper Ardi to Alya.

"Well?"

"Temenin mas work"

"Hemmm Lian thought first, breakfast first yes" replied Alya selling expensive to prank her husband. Release her body from the winding of her husband and take Ardi down.

"Hemmm" answered Ardi helplessly. Then they both went out to the bottom.

Miss Rita and Miss Mirna are already pretty at the dinner table. So did Mr. Aryo. Somehow Alya looked amusedly at the sight. Why is it so rich Mr. Aryo has a wife of two.

"Isssh" Alya hissed and hit her own fist while walking away expelling her dirty thoughts.

"Why the hell are you?" whispered Ardi saw Alya strange.

"Lian doesn't like to see you change that way" Lian replied in a whisper. Ms. Mirna put on Ms. Rita's clothes and dressed up.

"Mother forward really does not like it, not kematin you support" replied Ardi again.

"But I'm so rich" Lian replied again.

"Let's go" replied Ardi defending.

"Ehm" Alya cleared her throat as their steps had almost reached the dining table.

"Hi Darling" said Ms. Rita.

"Hi Mah, Pah, Ma'am"

Alya and Ardi smile back and kiss their parents.

Then Alya's eyes were fixed on Miss Mirna. Apparently Alya could not stand his feelings. Although happy to see Bu Mirna happy but according to Alya strange to see the appearance of Bu Mirna.

"Mother Tumben dress up in nice clothes and wear makeup" asked Alya frankly.

Mr. Aryo who was eating until he stopped, and glanced at Alya. Miss Mirna blushed, and Ardi grabbed Alya's arm.

"Your mother looks 10 years younger?" mama Rita smiled and looked the happiest.

"But strange Mah" Alya replied honestly again.

Miss Mirna felt guilty about her son.

Ms. Mirna now wears a voal hijab, but usually wears a mother-and-mom-mom-style hood in the market. Ms. Mirna also wears a tunic and expensive material pants. Though usually a mustache or after an old-fashioned dress.

"What the hell you do, son. It's not strange. Your mother from today will be working, so appearances must be taken care of" Bu Rita replied again defending, while Ms Mirna still silently listened in shame.

"Working?" asked Ardi and Alya surprised.

"Yes, Sinta came out baby, it's like children, it's also the same facilities that exist if cooking classes are abolished, nyari chef who wants to serve in the orphanage is difficult. So your mother is the one who replaces you" explained Ms. Rita Long.

"Oooh gt" Ardi and Alya are beards.

"But why did Mba Sinta come out Mah?" ask Alya again.

"Said the people of Sinta's home want to continue the business of his parents. They have a business in Paris" Ms Rita replied.

"Oh gt?" alya replied again. But in Alya's heart, it was clear that Sinta had left because of Farid.

"Isn't anything Nduk? Ardi's boy? If you are doing activities in the home? I have a diploma graduated from a school of good manners" asked Bu Rita to ask her son and daughter-in-law. Worry they are against.

"That's okay with ma'am. Ardi is very supportive of Mother's change, especially if you want and feel at home living in Jakarta, Ardi is very happy. Thank you, I have a soul mate here" said Ardi happily. Making the whole dining table look up and look at Ardi. Especially Miss Mirna.

"Be careful dear" said Bu Rita giving a glass to her husband.

"You're talking opo Nak Ardi? I am old, I want to have a grandchild. I didn't think so" replied Miss Mirna.

"But if besan is ready. I have many acquaintances who are widowed, Besan, Ardi's prayer does not seem bad" said Mr. Aryo was enthusiastic to the chat and besanya children.

"Yes Jeng. Marriage is not just about meeting biological needs. Let you have something, too, worship. Your life is more colorful. You are a dozen years yourself" added Bu Rita confirmed.

"Well, it's Mom" replied Ardi again. Alya just looked at her mother who looked blushing.

"I feel at home myself. Don't slur. Later if still talking about marriage. I went back to Jogja" replied Ms Mirna felt bullied by her family.

"Hush yo don't go!" replied, Miss Rita chose not to bully again.

"Yes, don't talk, let's eat breakfast. Whatever Besan's decision I appreciate. If you change your mind, just say it. My colleagues are a lot of widower and lonely" said Mr. Aryo broke up but still want to shake the intention of Ms. Mirna.

"Yes had breakfast" replied Ardi.

Before Ardi and Alya went down, Mr. Aryo had already called Bu Siti. Interview why it wasn't Mr. Yang who cooked. Ms. Siti has also tasted everything.

Alya creeper looking for sambel tempeh he made.

"Mas, the sauce was still there, right?" ask Alya to Ardi.

"There's still a lot"

"Cok not brought here?"

"Call Ms. Siti!"

"What are you looking for, honey?" tanya Bu Rita heard Ardi and Alya's conversation.

"So morning Lian made smbel Mah. Lian wants to eat that. Lian wanted to" Alya replied.

"Oh yes, try asking Ms Siti"

"Yes Mah"

Then Alya went to the back looking for Ms. Siti. Bu Siti and Ida were seen cleaning the tools used for cooking, including the cobek used by Alya has been washed.

"Eh, Non Alya. What's the matter Non?" tanya Bu Siti looked at Alya.

"Where's my patch?" ask Alya.

"Hoh didn't he already eat the same Non Alya and Den Ardi earlier?" ask Ms. Siti.

"We have eaten. Do a little bit of the medicine kepingin. But there is still a lot left" replied Alya.

"Oh yes, Non?" asked Bu Siti with a surprised expression.

"Yes" Alya replied.

"So long as I finish already abis Non, this is why we wash" replied Ida who helped Bu Siti.

"Oh that? Who eats it?" tanya Bu Siti feels guilty not taking care of Alya's favorite food.

"It's okay tomorrow I'll do it again. Thank you Ma'am" Alya replied kindly.

"I'm sorry we are Non" said Mba Ida.

"It's okay. I ate this morning"

"Yes Non" replied Bu Siti and Mba Ida nodding.

"Yes, continue your work"

Then Alya returned to the dining room to join her family. Eat the menu provided by Bu Siti. Processed meat, sauteed broccoli, carrots, mustard and shrimp.

"Where is the sauce dear" asked Ardi.

"Udah abis said Bu Siti" Alya answered fixing his seat and ready to eat potluck.

"Not much yet" answered Ardi remember very well this morning there are still many.

"He doesn't know it doesn't exist" Alya replied again.

Heard that his son and daughter-in-law did not eat. Miss Rita reprimanded again.

"What kind of granutin? Sambel problems. Ask to make it again. Not eating from earlier, lunchtime" said Bu Rita.

"Yes Mah sorry" replied Alya.

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