Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 200

Lingga's car is parked in Puja's yard. She went down first compared to her husband. Alongside the Lingga car, Arya and her family both got off the car.

Linga turns around the car to pick up her backpack in the trunk. There's his change of clothes with Galuh in the backpack. Since they had eaten at Alex's wedding, they did not have dinner at the mansion.

"Change clothes first Yang, we just have a chat with brother Puja and others!'', ask Lingga to his wife. She obeyed the orders of her husband.

"Lho brother, Angel is not home?'', Galuh asked his sister-in-law.

"Angel is in Luh dormitory, even the plan will be Junior High he wants to go to school, replied Vanes.

"God willing.", said Galuh amazed. How not to be amazed, some time ago one family in rough terms did not know God, religion only as a complement to identity. They are Muslim but never perform their duties as Muslims. But now?

The name of the guide was indeed picked up, not in the waiting! Maybe their current environment is also one of the factors supporting their mindset change. Wallahualam....

Two of Arya's daughters-in-law entered their rooms. Although the room was empty, art Puja still always cleaned it regularly.Similar to Mama Gita, she went straight into her room which was on the lower floor.

Adam sat on the sofa in the middle room. The aunt delivered six cups of warm tea which she placed in front of her masters.

"Where is your ex's business? Galuh still crave?'', asked Arya.

Puja chuckled softly, she also met some of Lingga's ex-girlfriends at Alex's wedding party earlier. The age of Puja which is a difference of two years of course knows the lunge of Lingga during school first. Even so, actually Lingga is not the type who likes to spread charm. It's just that the girls who suck on the Lingga are handsome and born rich. Unfortunately.yes the name is teen, dating a month two months is complete. It's natural that the ex list is many. And the only woman capable of conquering the Linga was Galuh who became his wife the first time they met. But that's it, the name is also the past, right?

"No, Pa, he's fine!", replied Lingga.

"Oh..good is it!", said Arya.

"Unfortunately mama has never been jealous?" asked Lingga.

"Lah gga. Mama always believed in me, papa! Then papa never had an ex, once met your mama, immediately married!", said Arya.

Puja and Lingga were amazed to hear his papa's confession. Behind the door of his room, Gita who was preparing to open the door he paled.

Gita did not expect if this luxury house will be warm again like when her children were small.

The attitude of her husband who was hard since long ago made her children who actually became rebellious because they felt on the bridle. If Puja tends to be submissive, in contrast to Linga who is stubborn and likes to fight.

Gita opened the door of her room slowly. She heard the conversation again with laughter from the lips of her husband and two sons.

His eyes glazed over at the scene before his eyes. The situation he had dreamed of since his children grew up.

Lingga realized the presence of his mother who was silent looking at him. Seeing Lingga looking back, Arya and Puja turned their heads. He saw Gita who had already shed her tears but her lips were smiling.

"Ma.!", Arya rose from her couch and approached Gita who was stuck there.

"What's the matter Ma?", asked Arya worriedly. Instead of answering, Gita was crying more and more to hug her husband.

"Pa, my mom is so happy today. It's my mom's biggest dream, Pa. We can gather together like this, the same Puja and Lingga. Hiks ..hiks ..it's like a dream come true for mom. This house where mom raised them and now", Gita could no longer continue her words. Arya drowned Gita's head in her chest.

The two brothers threw smiles and approached their parents. Linga and Puja hugged her papa mama.

Dramatic once rich Indian tablets.....

Galuh and Vanes did not go down the stairs. They simply saw the historic moment of their in-law family. The lips of the two also lifted his smile.

After the hugging event like teletubbies ended, then the two Saputra family daughters-in-law joined.

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At ten o'clock in the evening, the three pairs of husband and wife had already entered their respective rooms. If Arya is downstairs, Puja and Lingga are upstairs.

The phallus had just finished cleaning itself and changed its clothes. He then built four rakaatnya. Galuh had already carried out her duties before going down to meet her husband's family.

[Yes, my mother also rested. Must be tired of ganesh]

Galuh called his mother when Lingga had just finished praying.

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[Alhamdulillah if not fussy mah. I wanted a video call Mom, but was afraid of kangen to go straight home.] Galuh's voice sounded lethargic.

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[Yes, my sister wants to sleep too. Thanks Mom, I'll call you back tomorrow]

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[Guardiansalam]

Galuh put his phone on a nightstand with a picture frame Linga during High School. Galuh smiled to see the face of her husband who looks very handsome, she must admit the good looks of her husband who is above average. Galuh is naturally beautiful, but the former Linga is much more beautiful and elegant. Who is he??? Only ordinary-looking villagers, simple!

"Hey, how can you be?", Lingga lay beside Galuh.

"Heum, miss Ganesh bang!", replied Galuh. The phallus tightened itself while hugging Galuh.

"Abang is also kangen kok Yang! Moreover, you, his mother", Lingga dyed the top of Galuh's head.

"Bang!"

"Heum!", muttered Linga as the sahutan of Galuh's call.

"Abang..eum ..ngga be deh!" said Galuh.

"Why not so?", asked Lingga who now faces his wife.

"Ngga anything. Eum...we return to the village when?", asked Galuh divert the discussion that was canceled he asked earlier.

"Lusa aja yang!", said Lingga. Galuh only nodded thinly even though he actually wanted to quickly meet with Ganesh. But she also could not force her husband to go home as soon as possible.

She did not want to disappoint her husband, let alone see the ranks of her ex who was very different from Galuh. They look elegant and elegant, do not forget they are beautiful with make up.

Galuh realized that she was like Ashes when compared to them although visually Adam would say she was also beautiful.

"Think what heum?", asked Lingga whose breath seemed to pierce Galuh's nose facing each other.

She returned the eyes of her husband. Big eyes with big lashes. The perfect sculpture of almighty creation. Why after years with her, she only realized her husband was that perfect.

"Why?", asked Lingga again who did not hear any speech from her husband's lips.

"Didn't you regret breaking up with those beautiful ex-Babies?I'm not as pretty as them, am I?", Galuh asked.

The deg!

This trick question is mah! I think I've been through the affairs of the former, so nyesel right if it doesn't match my expectations???? Inner Linga.

"Ehem, Brother's most beautiful wife dong in Brother's eyes, Yang! If there is something much more beautiful, maybe a lot. But for Brother, this is Brother's wife the most beautiful, the most beloved. God willing until Jannah!", finally Lingga issued his deathly appeal.

"Why Brother Boong? Karen is definitely as pretty as Nancy. I'm the only one women see they're interested in, in the normal sense of the word! Especially you guys."

Really, right...right...? The Linga began to panic on its own. Questions like this that like to trigger world war but the household level.

"Beautiful or handsome is relative. Beautiful according to others, not necessarily beautiful according to Brother. Don't talk like that."

The phallus sticks its head to the overdraft of his wife's neck.

"Bang.!", Galuh's voice began to tremble because of the Linga there.

"Hum?"

"His door.!", whispered Galuh to her husband.

"Udah Brother Yang's key! Brother also asked aunt ready to drink the same snack if you will be hungry at midnight!"

Galuh put his head back.

"A midnight hunger? Didn't I get pregnant this time?" said Galuh. Pregnant experience yesterday, she really likes dinner.

"Ngga's pregnant, but I want you to Yang. I'm sure you'll need plenty of food and drink after this!", said Lingga with a mysterious smile.

"Don't be afraid!!" said Galuh in panic.

"Don't scare Yang, at least make you flirt...hmmm!", Galuh hastily shut her husband's mouth.

"Do not be weird to say yes!", pinta Galuh.

"Don't most opening Yang! Ayokkk!", bring Lingga.

"But promise don't be weird!"

"What the hell is that? I just want to do everything without fear of disturbing Ganesh."

"But this is in Puja's house. Not good at it...."

"Our room is using sound absorbers dear.!" said Lingga. Even Galuh forgot that his sister-in-law's palace was not like their home in the village.

"Oh..."

"Try that to Yang's hotel!", said Lingga. Galuh just sighed. The rest...whatever and just surrender!

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"Liatin what Pa?", Helen asked Glen as they lay in bed.

"This.. status wa Sham!", replied Glen. Helen saw the Syam status post on Glen's phone. I heard a breath coming from Helen's lips.

She was sure that her husband must have been jealous to see the photo where Sham was hugging Salim from behind who was holding Ganesh. Syam's face looks very happy because of his wide smile.

"Are you jealous of Mang Salim?" asked Helen. Glen immediately looked at his wife.

"I'm sorry you've been selfish all this time!!", said Helen.

"Sssstttt ..!", Glen grabbed Helen's body and then warmly decked.

"Don't talk about papa's stupidity again, until whenever papa will remain guilty! Papa wants our marriage relationship to be good forever, so please.don't ever blame yourself like the most selfish mama here! Because after all, mommy was hurt too!", Glen peaked Helen's head.

Helen sighed in her husband's arms. Believe me, sincerely accepting all that has already happened is not easy. Although Helen knew, she had no right to blaspheme the past.

"Break up, it's late!" said Glen. Helen agreed and lay down next to her husband.

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"It is not necessary to go to the stall first, ma'am, the guard mother of Ganesh is alone at home!", said Salim as he prepared to leave for the stall.

"And there's a mumun bik, bah! Surely there are people Abah same mas Arya right? Similarly, the craftsman who owned the house!", said Sekar.

Salim cleared slowly. The affairs of the Aryan family bodyguards are indeed only a secret of Salim and Arya themselves. Don't be alone, Lingga whose son Arya doesn't know.

"But Abah meant tea, fearing the mother of soy sauce. Inget, there are twins here!", Salim rubbed Sekar's stomach.

"Yes Bah, Abah at home. Syam can ride a bike!", said Syam who approached his parents.

"Eh, don't deck! Abah antara adek. Ntar. It's already noon. No hunting!", said Sekar.

"Yes, Abah Anterin is coming home!" said Salim.

"Emang Abah can I help you keep Ganesh?", asked Sekar. Salim smiled.

"God, ma'am, all learn. Cosplay is the father of having a baby!", Salim said.

"Huh? kosple what is Bah?", asked Sekar.

"Ehem, the point is ma'am...Abah learned to have a baby. Udah point!", said Sham who did not want to extend his explanation to the mother considering the time to leave school has been mepet.

"Oh, yes-yes!", said Sekar. Salim and Sham say goodbye to Sekar. Because time has passed, Salim chose to deliver Syam with a motorbike.

At seven in five minutes, Salim's motorbike had arrived at the school.

"Go home as usual right deck?", asked Salim.

"Yes bah. If not later Syam wa mom use Bu number deh teacher. I'm afraid there's an extra lesson for the map tomorrow."

"Oh, yeah."

"Syam enter Bah, assalamualaikum!", said Sham to his stepfather.

"Walaikumsalam!", Salim answered the greeting of Sham. He was about to start his motorcycle again, but there was one teacher who had just arrived at the school yard.

Salim also allowed the teacher to pass, but instead the teacher stopped his motorcycle in front of Salim's motorbike. He took off his helmet and turned to Salim.

"I'm sorry if it's wrong...Salim isn't he?", asked the man's teacher. Salim nodded slowly.

"Yes, I'm Salim. Sorry you...?"

"Good God, my friend Rama who was a college student at campus Xxx? Forgot?", asked Rama.

"Rama...?", Salim tried to remember.

"Ah...iya, Nur Ramadan?", guess Salim. The teacher called Rama stretched out his hand to shake his hand. Both are laughing.

"O Allah, how many decades have we not seen. Didn't think we'd be found here."

"Yes, there are twenty years!", answered Salim.

"A long time, huh? Eh... By the way just saw you here, anterin who? Your kid? What class?", asked Rama.

"Heum, my son's anterin. Class 5B."

"Class 5B? Who?", asked Rama.

"Arsham", answered Salim. Rama's laughter faded a little.

"You..papa sham?", asked Rama.

"Yes, but.not his biological father!", answered Salim honestly. Want to lie too later Rama will know.

"Oh. because as I know.", Rama's sentence hangs. Salim smiled at Rama. It seems Rama knew Syam well enough.

"Wait, Syam participated in the event yesterday. And he won, is...he was telling me about sorry, you as his papa? I'm sorry if I'm in jail, but it's none of my business. So far, Syam and I have interacted quite often about certain events."

"I don't know what Sham's story is about, but last semester he did go with his biological father to the capital."

Rama nodded slowly. Shortly after, the bell rang.

"Eh, sorry Lim I went in first huh. Next time we can talk again! I swear, I never thought I could meet you here!", said Rama.

"Yes, if you stop by the house!" said Salim. Rama agreed and said goodbye to Salim because he had an obligation as an educator.

After the ceremony was over, Salim returned home to accompany his wife and granddaughter.

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"Ga, Galuh where?", asked Gita when they were going to have breakfast together. Not yet Lingga answered, Puja first interjected.

"Mama doesn't understand! Surely his wife again soy sauce because of the actions of the youngest child mama!", said Puja casually while cutting his bread.

The definition of a rich man in soap operas is that right? Breakfast bread for drinks if not milk yes orange juice 😁️

In contrast to Lingga who asked for his art to buy rice sitting on the side of the road before the elite housing complex alley. She had been used to eating rice breakfast since her marriage to Galuh, remarrying her meaning.

Lingga poked his lips, felt unacceptable for his brother's accusations even though.indeed the truth is!

Vanes nudged her husband's arm so as not to rub against the phallus. Gita laughed softly looking at her two sons who had become a father, but still in her eyes they were her children who were as young as ever.

"Ehem!", Arya cleared her throat slowly.

"You go to Nes' office too?", asked Arya to her eldest daughter-in-law.

"Gga Pa, Vanes wants to nemenin mom at home. Or... Where might Ma be?", Vanes asked his mother-in-law.

"Mom don't have any plans where the hell Nes is going."

"Why don't you go to your regular beauty salon?", asked Arya to his wife and daughter-in-law.

"Mama want to?", bargained Vanes.

"May you too! All for massage! Nice times in a pijet! Eh..galuh also time huh? Let the Galaxy also relax the work of rodi!", said Gita.

"Uhuk-uhuk-uhuk!", Galuh who just came down the stairs suddenly choked to hear his name in the so-called let alone the working term 'rodi' as if to show that his mother-in-law knew the activity of taking care of energy overnight.

Everyone looked at the origin of Galuh's coughing voice.

"Eh...Yang, here Yang!", Lingga got up from his seat and pulled out a chair for his wife. Galuh smiled clumsyly.

"Sorry Pa, Ma, Mr. Puja, Mr. Vanes. Eum..I.m so bad luck!", said Galuh smiling awkwardly.

"That's nothing!", Arya represents those who are having breakfast.

The phallus handed his wife some bread with chocolate jam. Galuh only glanced at the bread that was in front of him. But then she whispered to her husband.

"Why don't you wake me up anyway bang?", Galuh asked in a whisper but full of emphasis.

"You will be tired Yang, very sleepy!", replied Lingga relaxed without replying to his wife's whisper. Galuh would very much pinch the phallus if he was not in front of his family.

"Luh, later come to the salon subscription mom yes. Mumpung is still here. Let your body relax too, right..?"

"I mean, Ma's massage?", Galuh asked.

"Yes, let your body enjoy. Especially the slovenly abis, right? Come along, Vanes will also not go to the office!"

A very awkward smile. She wants to be in a massage, but if she's in a massage at the salon.she's embarrassed!

Whyyy???? Traces of Lingga adventures are scattered everywhere! Where would he put his face if the salon saw him?

"Heum.iya Ma!", replied Galuh who did not feel good to refuse his invitation in-laws. Lingga looks relaxed to hear his wife invited by her mother to the salon. In fact, Galuh had given a thin code to her husband, unfortunately Lingga did not bother.

"Well, than you do not mind mending you to. Ga's office!", said Puja.

"Sorry brother! I want to go to the cafe with my minimarket!", said Lingga. Puja just nodded.

"Papa follow you!" said Arya.

"Yes Pa!", sahut Linga.

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