Big Boss Wife
Chapter 34

A very tense family meeting below turned out to be discussing my cousin Kak Dion who impregnated his lover, Kak Yumna. I really did not expect that the two of them would do such a forbidden thing.

“Ma, keep them getting married or how, Ma?” I looked at the face of Mama who was holding my head.

“Grandfather you initially wanted to abort him, but we all oppose him because the boy is innocent,” Mama said as she rubbed my hair, her gaze straight ahead with a blank stare.

“Then, Grandpa agrees, Ma?” I know very well Grandfather who how, once made a decision, it was impossible to be contested.

“Mama also do not know because Mama immediately brought you here earlier, Mama did not like the attitude of Grandpa who was too pushy, Honey. Rather than later hearing Grandpa's painful decision, it's better for you not to hear.” I saw Mama wipe away her tears.

Geck, tok, tok.

“Who?” I asked without trying to get up from my position, because I thought maybe it was the maid who was looking for Mama.

“I, Ra. Can I come in?” I heard Brother Zayn's voice behind my bedroom door.

“Iya, Brother. Login!” sahutku.

Brother Zayn then went into the room, while I woke up from a sleeping position on Mama's lap.

“Mama meet your papa first yes, you guys have breakfast?” asked Mama who was standing up to leave my room.

“Udah, Mom. I just take my stuff,” I replied.

“You didn't write tonight?” ask Mama who woke up from my bed.

“Ya, I want the hell Ma, but ..” I glanced at Brother Zayn who then looked at me..

“Iya, Darling. Mama understands kok.” Mom then walked up to my door.

“Em, we'll go home tomorrow, Ra,” said Zayn Kak who then sat on the sofa.

“I nginep, Ma.” I hugged Mama, I forgot I wasn't a kid anymore.

“Ya. Mama down first yes.” Mama rubbed my head, then came out of my room.

After Mama left, I approached Sis Zayn who was sitting on the sofa.

“Where's Brother? What was Grandpa talking about?” I asked who was sitting next to him.

“Your husband will be married in one week,” replied Zayn while playing his phone.

“So Grandpa agrees?” I leaned my left elbow against the sofa to support my head, then I peeked at what Brother Zayn was doing with his phone.

“Indeed why should you disagree?” asked Brother Zayn without looking at me, his focus remained on his phone screen.

“But Mama said, Grandfather disagrees, Sister.”

“Buktinya now they want to marry.”

Geck, tok, tok.

I opened the door and it was Mama. It feels like Mama just got off in a minute, why have you been to my room again?

“Mama, what's up?” I'm still holding the door.

“I tell Kak Zayn first yes, Ma,” I replied without daring to ask what other problems there are.

“Iya. Mama wait below ya!” Mom then left my room.

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When Brother Zayn and I came down and joined them, Brother Dion and his mother were no longer in the living room. There's only Grandpa, Papa, Mama and Om Doni, Kak Dion's papa.

“Because everyone has gathered here. I'll just announce something. Actually, last night I found my son and Aliya, my first wife before marrying his mother Dera,”, Papa said, to my great surprise. I thought we were going to discuss Sister Dion's marriage, but it was my papa who gave me this surprise.

“Means Papa?” my many. Actually I can hear clearly but I'm afraid that I misinterpreted Papa's words.

“Dera, actually, before papa and mama got married, papa was married to someone else,” Papa said.

“What do you mean Raffi?” Grandfather spoke out loud. Looks like Grandpa was angry with what Papa said.

“When Papa forced me to divorce Aliya, it turned out that Aliya was pregnant.” Papa mere*mas his knee with a gaze that is no less sharp than Grandpa's eyes.

“It is not necessarily your son,” said Grandpa firmly, clearly a look of annoyed and dislike in Grandpa's eyes.

“I've met him, Pa, and I'm sure that he's my real son,” Papa's reply is increasingly*mas-re*mas his knee.

“Did he come and ask for your same money?” Grandfather looked at Papa with a sharp look and one corner of his lips lifted up as if mocking Papa.

“No, he's not like that. I'll bring him here to introduce you all,” replied Papa.

All were silent, I myself was completely shocked by this fact, fortunately there was a Mama who had hugged me. Who her? Is he a boy or a girl?

“Will he come here?” Suddenly Brother Zayn made a sound, making us all look at him in wonder.

“Means?” ask Papa.

“If noticed the man was not a treasure enthusiast, not necessarily he wanted to come to this house without a strong reason. Especially if the reason is just to get acquainted, I don't think he might want to come.” Brother Zayn said it as if he knew who Papa's son was. Or maybe he already knows who Papa's son is?

“Then, are we going to approach him?” ask Papa.

“No need! I'll lure him so he'll come!”

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...Well, Brother Zayn would like to do this?...

...I whispered to Arsen first, let's not kepo 😅😅😅...

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