Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 197

The phallus thinks for a while. Honestly, in his heart he really wanted to have a home from his own hard work. But the renovation of the house relics of his late father Galuh was all borne by Lingga considering the time he arrived at the house that tends to be more suitable in the name of a gubug because it is not habitable.

Hearing the complaints of his step-in-law, the little heart of Lingga also felt pity. Perhaps true, he should be the one to succumb to the older one. If in novels or movies there is usually a scene scrambling home, until there is a muscle fight but Lingga actually feels very different.

They seemed to be racing out of a house that was quite luxurious for the size of the village, because they both felt bad. Weird, no?????

"Yes, you'll talk about it first with Galuh. Please what the factory people say about you don't sound the same mom. Brother does not want mother to think and then impact the same pregnancy'', said Lingga.

"Yes bang, abah also does not want your mother a lot of thoughts kok'', said Salim.

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Salim had already left to go to the stall that would be open in a few days. The merchandise is complete except wet merchandise such as vegetables.

Salim was helped by some neighbors who happened to need a job. He is also busy with sales who will fill his merchandise with certain brands.

"Hopefully the business goes well Mr. Salim!", said the red square flour sales.

"Aamiin, please pray and cooperate too sir."

And all the preparations are in order. Salim placed two people inside the shop to guard it.

Tomorrow morning, the shop will be officially open. If Salim is trying to make a small business, different from Arya.

He who is used to handling large projects apparently still wants to do business in this small town. Arya tried her luck to make a villa near tourism.

Only a few units, but Arya is already poor across the property world it feels like it needs some consideration. Economic factors in the current era are difficult.

Do not travel, for primary needs alone is difficult. Ehhhh ..ini mah curhatan Mak othor who has not been healing for long 🤧🤧🤧

This time Arya accompanied the wife to the place where they would build a villa.

"Near the bath is hot water?" asked Gita to her husband.

"Yes ma!", said Arya who walked hand in hand with his wife. There are some people who are measuring the land according to the design made by the Aryan architect who he brought directly from the capital.

"How, it is appropriate right?", asked Arya to the architect who looks young at the same age as Lingga.

"Already sir, all safe. And the building materials will be delivered this afternoon."

Arya nodded in understanding and then returned to pay attention to the people who would work on the house.

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"So, Abah who will build a house bang?", asked Galuh. Linga nodded slowly.

"Yes Yang, you have nothing, right?", asked Lingga.

"Hehehe ya ngga lah bang, emang why do I have to 'anything' ??? Whatever Abang and Abah decide, I'm sure that's been thought through. And one more thing, I don't want us to fight just because of a trivial problem that should still be resolved properly!"

The phallus stroked the wife's arm wrapped in a milk-brown robe.

"God willing, I have thought of Yang. As long as it is good, please be supported. And if you're starting to feel like I'm a little off, please remind me. How also, Brother must be wrong!", said Lingga.

"Yes, God willing!", replied Galuh.

"Abang wants to follow bobo ah same Ganesh!", said Lingga yawned while covering his mouth.

"Yes, but the dhuhur prayer used to be gih!" said Galuh.

"Heum, ntar drowsiness yang ilang!", said Lingga sulking.

"Bang!!!", said Galuh a little fiercely. Linga sing his lips that make Galuh anxious because of the behavior of Linga sometimes like a child even though he was already fathers.

Even though the man still fulfilled his duty. It didn't take long, only about a few minutes ago that he quickly removed his scabbard and slapped his body next to Ganesh.

Galuh sighed softly, he took the scabbard that Lingga just let go of. The man only wore shorts above the knee.

The beautiful woman folded it and placed it in an ordinary place. After that, she approached her husband who was still sulking.

"Neither get angry, if angry later tonight do not get rations. I was allowed the same Bu midwife kali.!", said Galuh with a made-up tone.

The phallus that had closed its eyes immediately twisted its body.

"Who is angry?", asked Lingga.

"Ganesh's Father! Yes, use the training. Not so good to wear this afternoon!", Galuh handed her pants to her husband.

The phallus received the pants his wife took and put them on.

"Udah right? Not angry!", said Lingga. Galuh chuckled softly.

"Yes yes.already menenin Ganesh. I'm going to go back for a second!", said Galuh.

"This was it?!", Lingga pointed at her lips with her index finger.

"Ishhh.inget bang, there is already Ganesh. Inget age!", protest Galuh but still obey the wishes of her husband. And yes.she knows for herself what her husband is like, where there is the origin of the paste!

"Well, did he say he was going to sleep?!"

"Yes!", said Lingga releasing his hand from his wife's waist.

Galuh also came out of his room carrying an envelope bearing the name of the garden worker. If he is still there must be a different story, which there will continue to the next scene.

Galuh put on a simple play and then walked to the back of his house. It appears that some workers are resting.

Galuh's intention was to give them their weekly wages, but his pace was slow as his ears unconsciously heard the conversation of the people there.

"So Mr. Salim mah bagja pisan nyak! Kadie teu bring nananon, uh .. know-how marriage we jeung jagan!", chirped one of them.

"Muhun! Kok Bu Sekar Teh wants to marry a handsome male. Though he was just his iron driver Bu Sekar."

"Eh ..do not do that atuh, Mr. Salim is a good person to continue to be friendly as well. And there's value, he's handsome and not even suitable to be a driver in my opinion mah."

"But keep the tea! Where does he live here? At his wife's house, his first husband's house, right? So, what's his job trying? In fact, said my husband, Mr. Salim who now holds a rice factory. The edges seem to mean what it means!"

Athaghfirullah! Monologue Galuh in his heart.

The discordant voice talking about his stepfather made Galuh not accept. They talk about what they don't know the truth.

Worth the stepfather was clingy with his self that came out of the house, it turns out the babble of the netijen is more spicy than the chili they harvest.

But Galuh is aware. He could not silence their mouths one by one just to make a defense that his stepfather was not who they thought he was.

Isn't it useless, just in vain to explain to those who have closed their eyes to consider what they think is the truth.

"Ehemm!", Galuh cleared his throat to make the lips of the julid turn his head.

"Eh, neng Galuh!", greet them clumsily. If normally Galuh would be friendly, this time he put on a flat face.

"Sorry to disturb the hibahan tetah-teteh!", said Galuh. The three of them glanced at each other.

"Eumm...What's up, tumben to the garden?", asked the ghibahan opener.

"Oh, here I want to hand over the weekly money!", Galuh said as he separated several envelopes without a smile as usual.

"Yes neng, thank you!", said one who received it which will be distributed by name.

"Punten yes tea, next time if you want to gossip not here! Religious rules, right? Do you know when you say a man is a sin? If it really so ghibah, if wrong fall slander! Do you want to eat the flesh of his dead brother? I think, you understand!", said Galuh a little taut.

It appeared that he was holding back emotions while turning his face away from the three adults. The three lowered their heads and shrugged each other's shoulders.

The other garden workers, apparently only heard what his employer said to the three colleagues.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim!", Galuh scooped his face rough and turned to leave them in annoyance as he stomped his feet like a child.

"Maneh heh.", they blamed each other when they saw Galuh had left the garden.

Galuh still misuh-misuh himself heard the chatter of his workers earlier. Until he did not realize there was his stepfather who had just returned from his stall.

"Kunaon gota face in the bend of a sis?", asked Salim to Galuh.

"Eh, Abah?", Galuh was a little surprised.

"Yes naon? From the garden?", asked Salim. Galuh.

"Keep why pout so?", asked Salim again.

"Had Abah Keukeh tea would have moved tea house, surely because of their sad talk right!?", either Galuh asked or confirmed.

Salim looked to be breathing heavily.

"One of them is so big brother, but Abah is keen to make a sis! I don't have to worry about their words."

"But their words are bah! Slander is the fall if you know nothing but you know it!"

"Sister, Abah believes that tea brother already understands much more. Why do we have one mouth and two ears? Because what? We are told to listen more than talk. They don't want to say anything behind us. It's their right as long as they don't exaggerate his example of slandering and then make rumors that harm us. As long as they're not like that, yes. Silence is better, brother."

Galuh fell silent, he confirmed his brother's speech.

"Don't you mind changing your plans?" asked Salim.

"Hum! No, why should you mind. Galuh same brother will support how good really!", said Galuh tried to smile. Salim returned his smile.

"So, don't take their heart. Enough Abah who takes heart, you do not!", said Salim chuckled softly.

"Thankfully faced abah, try if papa ..for sure...?!"

"Which papa is facing, why?", asked someone suddenly. Galuh turned his head slowly and was quite surprised to see who had asked earlier.

Koe Ndukkkk!!!

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