Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 38

"Han, I want to drive myself!" said Lingga as he put on his shirt and buttoned his wrist.

"Good on."

"Do you want to go there?"

"Get it to mas. I'm just in the apartment. Anyway, I have an appointment to contact my girlfriend who is a foreign exchange hero in Taiwan!", Burhan said with a grin.

"Mama's art too, right? What is his name, Rani huh?", asked Lingga.

"Mas Lingga knows it!", replied Burhan timidly.

"Heheh, don't be ashamed about why Han!"

"Yes!", said Burhan.

"Well, I'll pick Galuh up first!"

"Yes mas. Uh but....?"

"Why?"

"Will you come back here or stay at Galuh's house? Are you guys 'right' now?"

The phallus was silent for a moment and then he smiled.

"I didn't have such thoughts Han. But you give me that idea. Nice too!"

"Heum, I just nanya mas. But my feeling mah, mba Galuh will definitely protest."

"Why is that?", so knit his eyebrows.

"Well, even if it's legal, you're still like strangers. Minimal pedecate first mas."

"It's true too!", Linga seemed to be tapping her finger to her chin.

"Oh yes, anyway I pray that everything will be launched mas!"

"Yes, thanks Han. I'm walking now!", said Lingga.

"Be careful!", said Burhan. The phallus came out of his apartment unit. Strange indeed huh? In the apartment alone with men. If usually apartment residents choose to stay there because they really want to be alone. Unlike the Lingga which is actually comfortable with the driver. Comfortable in the true sense of course. Not because of anything, let alone right or left sen lights aka turn.

Linga sends a message to Galuh, saying that she is already on her way home.

The handsome man put a cell phone in his shirt pocket. But not long ago the phone was in the pocket, the phone vibrated.

He also saw for a moment. There's a call from Shiena.

Without poking him, Lingga put his phone back in his pocket. Letting the ring stop by itself.

In the past, he felt that Shiena was the right friend when looking for knowledge in a foreign country. But the longer Lingga was not at home with the girl who was getting more and more centile on him.

Even unmitigated, he asked in a match with Lingga on the grounds they were both close.

Near? Oh, maybe his right friend sharing in doing work and of course college assignments, no more. The rest, Shiena herself made it up.

Almost eight years in Canada, the association of Linga was not much different. Although in a former bad boy during school and college in this enchantment Sapta country, out there he is actually reluctant to hang out with strangers.

So...Printed phallus so private that is arrogant, cold, and annoying. But after he reunites with his wife, he can transform back into the same figure he was when he was young. Is it old now? At that age, you can say yes. Many of his friends are married and have children.

Lingga is also married??? Married, not yet reproduced. Maybe soon 😆.

A few minutes later, he arrived at the courtyard. The shop is closed too. He knocked on the iron rolling door.

Dor..dor..the sound of flat iron sounded loud at the beat even though it was slow. Shortly after, Usman opened the door.

"Mas Lingga, enter mas!", said Usman.

"Thank you Umar!", said Lingga.

''I am Usman Mas Lingga. Not Umar", protested Usman.

"Oh, sorry then. Your names are pretty much the same!", elak Lingga. Umar shook his head.

"You want to go straight up? Below is just me with Umar."

"Lho, another employee? You mean a girl?"

"That's the Lingga. They're in the upstairs room. Lusi, Susi same as Sari above."

"Indeed, how many rooms are there?", Linga began to be interested.

"There are four. Galuh's room, Sham's deck, mother, same one more room for the girls gab."

Lingga nodded in understanding.

"Just go upstairs mas, will mas Lingga tea her husband mba Galuh."

"Huum, aye. I'm going upstairs, um.eh...Usman!", said Lingga pamit.

"Yes, please."

The phallus also climbed the stairs to the upper house. Seen from the stairs, her mother-in-law was sitting in a wheelchair watching television. His position, he turned his back on the stairs.

The phallus slowly approached her mother-in-law.

"Mom!", call Lingga. He looked at his daughter-in-law.

"Nak Lingga?", the look on Sekar's face changed. Linga took Sekar's hand and kissed the back of the hand. There was no rejection from Sekar, different from yesterday.

"Mother, alone?" asked Lingga. Sekar nodded. Shortly thereafter, a woman who must have been a Galuh employee appeared.

"Eh, mas Lingga!", said Sari. The phallus is smiling.

"Mother, eat yuk first. Sekar had prepared mother's favorite food!", said Sari.

"You're the one who took Sari? Where to?", asked Sekar.

"The cook mba Galuh, Ma'am. But sari is nyiapin. Mba Galuh wants to go with the Lingga" explained Sari.

He looked at his daughter-in-law.

"Where do you want to take Galuh?", asked Sekar with teary eyes. Linga who suddenly saw her mother-in-law looked sad so confused.

"Shame just get out for a while, ma'am. Come back again. You're not going to take Galuh anywhere. Galuh remains the same mother!", Galuh crouched in front of his mother. He rubbed Galuh's head slowly. The woman also smiled at her smile. Then he looked up at his daughter-in-law.

"Nak Lingga don't take Galuh far. Galuh is all you have!", said Sekar sulking like a child. The phallus also squatted in front of her mother-in-law.

"Ngga Ma'am. Lingga just want to take Galuh out for a while. Later Lingga bring Galuh again to mother. Yes?", said Lingga calms Sekar. Just nod.

At a glance, Lingga saw Sham who seemed to descend in a hurry to the lower floor. She was afraid her mother would see her presence there.

"Galuh same brother pamit ya ma'am. After the mother eats, immediately rest do not forget to take the medicine." Just nod.

"Mba Sari, titip mother and.!", Sari understand without Galuh mention the name in question.

"Yes mba. Ayok Bu, we eat!", take a sari while pushing Sekar's wheelchair.

Galuh and Lingga went down the stairs together.

"Bang!", Galuh held off the footsteps of Linga which was now two feet below him. If it is parallel, Galuh is only a phallus. But in this position, Galuh is as tall as him.

"Why?", asked Lingga who immediately turned his head. He didn't realize his wife looked any different than he normally would.

"Is my outfit worth attending your family's dinner?", asked Galuh.

"Pretty. You are beautiful Luh!", praise Lingga spontaneously. Tiny girl with a typical navy young dress up, making a contrast with her yellow skin Langsat. But it's so suitable and pleasing to the eye.

"Bang, I'm serious. I'm sure your extended family and colleagues must look much more luxurious. And I'm nothing. I'm afraid to make you ashamed Bang!"

Linga breathed a moment.

"Actually you can just ask people to make up you. But Brother likes what you are, your simplicity because from there you are already beautiful. There is nothing you need to fear Luh!", Lingga pressed his wife's shoulders.

Galuh sing her lips are cute natural color, maybe wearing lipstick that matches the color of her lips. If the trend now most young girls wear ombre style lipstick, not with Galuh.

"Do not woo!", said Galuh while lowering the hand of Linga from his shoulder. Then he walked down the stairs again.

The phallus smiled faintly at how adorable his wife was. He followed Galuh who approached his sister.

"Are you learning?" asked Galuh.

"Udah is Brother. If not, why is Sham here!", replied Syam. Galuh rubbed his sister's head lovingly.

"So pretty, where are you going?"

"Emang is usually an ugly brother huh?", Galuh raises one of his eyebrows.

"Ngga. Just different. Is it not UU?", asked Sham to Umar and Usman. Dobel U nodded in agreement with Sham's words.

"Maybe not now Luh!", said Linga quietly. Syam seems to understand.

"Is there a father Zea also Bang?", asked Sham.

Papa Zea is your father Sham too! Inner Linga.

The phallus nodded its head. There will be a big family there.

"Yes, go yuk!", bring Lingga to Galuh. Galuh nodded slowly.

"So, don't be too bobo night!", Galuh pinta. Sham nodded, "Yes, brother. At nine o'clock Sham ride!"

Smiling at the answer of his brother. Then both of them came out of the shop.

The phallus opened the front door for his wife.

''Did she drive herself?", asked Galuh as her husband opened the door for her.

"Yes!", replied the phallus briefly. After closing the door, he went around the car and sat behind the wheel.

Galuh's face looked tense, the confused Lingga was trying to melt the atmosphere with its distinctive plunge.

"Luh!"

"Heum?", Galuh turned to Linga.

"Later home from papa's house, I nginep huh?" said Lingga. Galuh widen his eyes.

"Nginep?", Galuh parroted.

"Yes, we are husband and wife. I also want to be a real husband and wife!", said Lingga with a serious face. Hearing this sentence, suddenly Galuh ngeblank.

"I mean a real husband and wife?", asked Galuh with her song.

"Not knowing anyway? What is husband and wife usually? I also want us to have children, which is a lot. If you need twins but more than two pairs!", said Lingga again with a face like a serious person.

As much as possible Lingga held his laughter. Galuh's face really pias because of his words earlier.

"Or..we moved into my apartment? How jiga, we need privacy. If not, how can we get closer to each other? Aren't you?"

Galuh sighed slowly.

"But you saw your own condition, right? Brother also heard that Mom doesn't want me to stay?"

"Yes, that's why I live with you. How's it?"

I looked at her for a moment and then she looked at her husband.

"Kalo Abang come with me, Mas Burhan how? He lives with you, right?", Galuh asked. The phallus is upset.

"Why the hell did Burhan think?"

"Ga is bang. My house has no room."

"Yes he told me to stay in my apartment. Don't get dizzy!". Galuh was silent. Justifying the words of her husband who did not need to bother thinking about Burhan.

The atmosphere returned to silence until it did not feel the mercy car belonging to Lingga entered a luxury house gate. There are several cars parked on the side of the road that is not too far from the luxury house owned by Arya Saputra.

Lingga's mercy car certainly has its own parking space. From the outside, there were already many people standing with several groups. When the phallus was about to open the door, Galuh held it. Both pairs of eyes that hinted that there is a sense of anxiety felt. Lingga put his hand open the car door. He sat down to his nervous wife.

"What's up?", Linga rubbed Galuh's head. Then stop on his right cheek. Galuh also caught the sturdy fingers slowly.

"Don't look at them so classy. It's the first time I've come to a party like this. You just said dinner, but what is it?", Galuh asked as he looked around from the car.

"Make Brother, you're classier. You're neat, your clothes are covered. What is classy like?"

"Do you feel like my palms are wet?", Galuh asked her husband.

The phallus took the tissue that was in front of him. He wiped his wife's palm with a tissue. The small act of Linga is quite touching Galuh's feelings. Will there be love in both hearts???

"See Brother?!", Linga held Galuh's little shoulder until they faced each other.

"As long as you're in there, anyone who demeans you, including my father, I hope you can deal with it. Don't cry, though I'll never be away from you in there. Understood???!"

Galuh nodded in understanding.

"But, from the stories of the novels that I often read bang. Usually there will be antagonists who do evil. Either you're the one who suddenly called your parents, or whatever it was was was the reason for leaving me at the party. I didn't...."

"You mostly read novels. Not everything is like that! My brother will always be with you. If you need to, go to the bathroom you're coming with brother." Galuh grunted annoyedly. While Lingga chuckles slowly, mengjajai mood his wife is indeed his favorite now.

"We're down! Okay?"

Galuh nodded slowly, letting Lingga down from the car. Galuh could see spies staring at her husband in awe as he got off the car. But also look curious on their faces, why Lingga open the side door.

Lingga held Galuh's hand tightly as the two left the car heading into the luxury home of the Aryan family.

All eyes were on the couple. Although a little uncomfortable, but Galuh let her husband squeeze her waist. It seems very possessive to anyone who sees it.

Galuh turned his head and looked up at the face of her husband who was indeed quite high on her appeal.

"Bang!", call Galuh softly as the two enter the house with the gaze of people who cannot be interpreted.

With a slight bow, it even seemed to be kissing the nape of the wife if others saw, Lingga whispered words that were quite encouraging.

"Calm down, you're Mrs Hans Arlingga. You are my honor, whoever insults you, it means insulting me too."

Galuh looked into the eagle eyes of her husband, she entrusted to her husband that everything would be fine.

The phallus grabbed the tiny shoulder and then rubbed it slowly with a smile. She also returned her husband's smile. After that, the two of them walked to each other holding hands towards the table where their parents were.

"Well, that's the one we've been waiting for!" Arya told her colleague. But his smile faded as he looked at the girl who was in the arms of his son.

Arya is furious at them, but she has to keep her sanity in front of her extended family and colleagues.

"Lingga!", Gita called out the name of her youngest son who came with her daughter-in-law.

"Mama!", said Lingga. Galuh shook the back of Gita's hand with reverence.

"You are beautiful and very cute Galuh!", Gita rubbed Galuh's cheeks. The girl also blushed.

"Thank you tan..."

"Mama, call mama also like Lingga. Okay?" said Gita. Galuh nodded slowly.

"Yes, ma-ma!", said Galuh faltered. Gita smiled kindly. But in contrast to Arya who ignited emotions saw her wife actually welcomed the arrival of her son and daughter-in-law.

Shiena just came out of the toilet. Her face was still looking at her future fiance already there. Without him knowing, there was a veiled girl beside the Linga.

"Ga!", call Shiena then walk a little faster towards the handsome man. He was completely focused on the Linga as if he was oblivious to others among them.

"Ga, you just came?", Shiena asked cheerfully. High girls with beautiful stucco faces certainly try cipika-cipiki with Lingga. But somehow Galuh's reflexively pulled your husband. So, Shiena failed to kiss the Linga.

The phallus restrained his smile, he was sure his wife was jealous. Slowly, that love will come.

The indo girl was disappointed and wanted to get angry at someone who turned out to be beside Lingga.

"Who are you?", Shiena asked Galuh. Gita lets Galuh introduce herself to Shiena.

"False. Lady Hans Arlingga!", Galuh extended her hand to Shiena.

Shiena just stared at Galuh's taut fingers that were thrust at her.

"What's? Mrs Arlingga? Hello, please don't dream!", said Shiena.

"But unfortunately this is the reality of the lady!", Galuh said. In the heart, the Linga cheered happily.

"Lord Arya, what does this mean? You said you wanted to match Arlingga to Shiena didn't you? But this is what? Your son actually brought a girl who claimed to be his wife at our important event?", asked Malik, papa Shiena.

Arya was confused as to what to answer. He didn't even have time to scold his youngest child.

"What does this mean Ga? Who is she?", asked Shiena again.

"As you heard earlier, she's Galuh, my wife. My legal wife!", replied Lingga while looking at his papa who had been confirmed to be furious.

"What the hell is this Arlingga??" cried Malik who felt he had been very embarrassed because his daughter failed to get engaged to Lingga.

"I'm sorry, but I've actually been married since before I even knew Shiena in Canada! So, stop this ridiculous plan. How could I be engaged to another girl while I was a married man. I'm sorry Om!"

"What??" many asked with that one word.

"You..you lied, didn't you?", asked Shiena softly. She was both embarrassed and hurt because Lingga refused their engagement.

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