Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 39

"The truth is Galuh is my wife, my legal wife. We got married about eight years ago, before I went to Canada!", replied Lingga without hesitation.

Shiena still could not believe that the man she had been worshipping all this time was married. Unmitigated, eight years ago!

"Maybe Ga. How can you marry a village woman like this?", Shiena looked at Galuh's appearance from head to toe.

"He is from the village but not the village. Whoever insulted my wife, she'll deal with me!"

"Including papa?", asked Arya loudly in front of her extended family and colleagues.

"Yes! I don't know what's been covering papa's conscience until papa rejects this son-in-law of papa. Even though papa was well aware, this girl who was poor has become the helper of our family!"

The whispers of loud whispers of invited guests were quite sound disturbing Arya's hearing.

"He's still bringing it up?" asked Arya.

"No! My wife is sincere, but papa who does not know himself!", said Lingga. Arya quickly approached her youngest son. No hesitation he slapped the cheek of Linga. For the third time the cheek was hit.

Galuh to be surprised to see her husband back in slap by his father-in-law.

"Enough Lord Arya is honorable. Violence is not a solution to problems."

"Have the right to speak are you here huh?", Arya looked in wrath. The phallus itself still rubbed his cheek. Galuh turned towards her husband, stroking the former slap.

"You will regret your borderline actions to your son. I'm sorry, if my presence has made your relationship worse."

"That, you realize!", cut Arya.

"Even before you were present, our relationship was already bad Galuh. You've heard me say that, haven't you?", Lingga made a sound again.

"Om, so how's this? How was my matchmaking with Lingga?", Shiena asked without wanting to know the situation.

"Shiena!", Malik snapped at his daughter.

"Pa, Shiena love the same Lingga pa!", whine Shiena.

The phallus clutched his wife's tiny shoulder. He tightened his embrace.

"Sorry Shiena, all this time I only considered you a friend. No more than that!", said Lingga.

"So, you still choose the village girl?", asked Arya with an echoing voice. Gita herself was still silent there. I don't know what the mother of two felt. She did not dare to fight her husband but also did not have the heart of her son and daughter-in-law.

"Yes, because Galuh my wife!", replied Lingga firmly.

"Alright then..!", Arya's words were cut off as Lingga spoke up.

"You are so papa will take all that papa gave you? Please pa!", Lingga put his car keys on the table.

"You want me not to work at your company? I'm going to stop! Or maybe you want my name banned so that all companies do not accept me, please! I will not be afraid of poverty like you did before until I have to be separated from my wife!", said Lingga in formal language.

"Hans Arlinga! Dare you say like that just for the sake of the girl???", Arya snapped.

"Yes, because she's my wife. My responsibility!", said Lingga. He clasped Galuh's hands that had been soaked in sweat.

"All right! Papa wait how resistant you are not to use the facilities you provide!"

"You may forget, all this time I was working too. I haven't used your money in a long time. What I have other than that car, is my own income all along."

"How arrogant are you Linga! That girl has really brainwashed you!", Arya became more and more emotional when she found out that Lingga already had assets of her own.

"Enough pa!", cried Lingga. Galuh tugging Lingga's hand so as not to yell at his papa. Gita could not bear to not shed her tears at the quarrel between her son and her husband.

"Prove that you can stand alone without papa's intervention! Let's see how strong you live poor. And when you give up later, you have to follow what papa said."

"The orange will prove it. Papa take it easy. Linga and Galuh will prove if we are capable. And one more thing, never underestimate us!", said Lingga again.

"Let's love we go from this hellish palace!", the phallus draws Galuh's hand. But before, Lingga placed pecking the top of the head of the Gita.

"Linga, you can't giniin me Ga. I love you Ga!", cried Shiena.

"Already Shiena, enough of you begging for love from the man. You are beautiful, you can have any man you want! Now we're home!"

Malik pulls Shiena's hand.

"And one thing Aryan sir should know, our cooperation is off!" said Malik ketus.

"Mr Malik, we can talk about this...!"

Malik raised his hand asking Arya to be quiet, then the bald man dragged his daughter out of the mansion.

The exit of Linga and Galuh became the spotlight of the guests. The hand of the phallus is not detached in the least from the wife.

Galuh's footsteps staggered to align themselves with Linga which has a level foot.

"Bang!", Galuh pulled out her husband's hand to stop him. Finally the phallus stopped stepping.

"Why?", he asked.

"Day's not fast, I can't worry!" lamented Galuh. The phallus breathes slowly. Then he also slowed his steps so that his wife did not miss.

The Aryan family's residence is in an elite area. It is quite difficult to get public transportation in the area.

The couple kept walking away from the gate of the mansion. To be honest, Galuh actually feels tired. But the phallus doesn't seem to care. Because all he had in mind was to get away from the house he didn't want to walk into.

"But! I'm tired?! Rest first can not?", Galuh again complained.There is a feeling of guilt in the heart of Lingga.

With reflexes, the phallus hugged his wife's body.

"Sorry Brother!", he whispered.

"I'm the one who should be sorry bang. It's all because of me!"

Linga broke her embrace and then covered her hands on the little girl's cheeks.

"We started from the beginning, right? I'm sorry if you haven't been able to make you happy!"

"Well, why did you sacrifice yourself for me, someone you don't know yet?", Galuh raised his head to look at Lingga.

"Because you are my wife!", said Lingga with a smile. Shortly thereafter, the car that Burhan was driving approached. The couple entered the passenger seat.

"Sorry Mas, it's been a long wait!", said Burhan unwell.

"That's nothing Han!", replied Lingga.

"Oh yes Han, inter Galuh used to be just back of the apartment. There's something I want to obrolin with you!", ask Burhan.

"Ready mas?!", he said.

"What is not to stay?", asked Galuh. Linga looked and smiled. Galuh became wrong because of his silly questions. Burhan smiled behind the wheel.

"Tomorrow, after Abang's apartment was sold, Abang hitchhiked in your house!", said Lingga origin.

"Again selling an apartment?", asked Galuh. Linga nodded.

"Yes, you want to make a business so you can earn a living for you and our family later." I can't believe her husband made that quick decision. But whatever the decision is, he will respect it.

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