Forced to Marry My Brother's Prospective Husband

Forced to Marry My Brother's Prospective Husband
chapter 41


"You change your clothes first, I'll wait for you here" said Aby, who let Rose into her room first.


"What if you're not cold?" ask Rose and open the door to her room.


"Yes, it's cold but if I come in, you'll be angry and cry on lahis lahin lahainnya me that you consider stealing your chastity when in fact I'm entitled to you and all that is in your body."


"Are you actually reminding me or telling me about your rights?"


"There is no meaning to it but if you feel grateful thank God."


The rose looked at Aby then immediately entered into her room! Not forgetting that he closed the door.


Aby remained standing there while staring at the door of her room that had been sealed shut.


"Roses are equal to orange, why are they so different. With ease Orange gave sanctity to other men is the Rose kissed the same I who clearly her own husband kok even scourging until a heavy cry kayak lost his property, "inner Aby.


Soon enough, Rose opened the door and walked out of her room!


"You, change your clothes there. I'm gonna have a drink first, you want some tea or some coffee?"


"I want– is up to you."


The rose immediately left Aby there!


"So angry until my mukulin, now nawarin drink. Quite confusingly this one girl, a girl like her rare might even be nearly extinct from this world, lest the Rose be the only girl like that."


*******


"Ussy, aren't you home yet?" ask Dirga.


"Yes sir, deliberately not home because you want to wait for me first."


"Why do you think there is a need for a house that has run out?"


"Not Sir."


"Keep what?"


"Tomorrow Sunday."


"Yes on?"


"Week snack money." Ussy puts his hand in front of Dirga.


"Tomorrow, Ussy wants to eat at the restaurant" he continued.


Dirga grinned while scratching his head that does not itch.


"Want to eat at a restaurant? It doesn't have to be tomorrow. Come on later the same night as me."


"Eat dinner at the restaurant?" Ussy looked at Dirga.


"Yes, you said you wanted to eat at the restaurant."


"Seriously Sir? Dinner at the restaurant ... Both? It's romantic." Ussy imagines a beautiful night with his employer. Her lips continued to smile without her noticing Dirga kept looking at her.


Dirga laughed a little and he plucked his finger right in front of Ussy's face to make Ussy's delusion disappear instantly.


"Hayo, what are you thinking?"


"Ih, Mr. Mah, bother people. Ussy again imagine what it would be like to eat at a fancy restaurant. We're going to eat at an expensive restaurant, right?"


"It's up to you to eat at what kind of restaurant. Now that you're home and you're done with maghrib, I'll pick you up."


"Ready Sir. Ussy went home first, baba Pak Dirga." Ussy waved his hand at Dirga then left with so much joy.


Dirga just smiled at Ussy's behavior that he thought was funny.


"Don't let the boy like me" murmured Dirga.


"It's funny that I'm dating a seventeen-year-old girl." Dirga imagined what it would be like to date an ABG child.


"Gosh, what am I thinking? I'm thinking of my brain because of Ussy. Ussy's the one to blame."


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The night is around nineteen. Orange came out of his room already wearing neat clothes. He intends to go outside to meet Roger, he must talk to the man.


"That's where are you going?" ask Marisa who accidentally saw an orange coming out of her room.


"I want to go out for a moment" he said in a raucous voice.


"Where are you? Tell Mama, what's wrong with you?"


"Nothing, Mama. I'm fine."


"Why did you cry and lock the door?" ask Mahendra who just came out of his room.


"That's!" exclaim Mahendra.


The orange stopped his steps and looked at his father.


"Yes pa, what's up?"


"Don't go home too late" Mahendra said.


"Yes sir, I'm leaving for a little while anyway."


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"Are you ready to go?" ask Dirga to Ussy.


Dirga is currently in front of Ussy's contract to pick up the girl.


"Udah Sir. How, Ussy is beautiful yet?" asked Ussy while turning his body in front of Dirga.


"Beautiful, you are beautiful every day."


"Oh yes, Ussy forgot. Ussy is beautiful from birth."


Dirga laughed crisply. "Udah let's go for the night."


*******


"Roses, what are you doing?"


"Look what, I'm cooking again" said the Rose in a sharp tone.


"What do I mean cook again?"


"Make chicken opor for dinner."


"The smell is good." Aby walked up to the Rose stirring her cooking that was still in the cauldron!


"Yes dong. Want to taste it?"


"Can I?"


"Of course, it's ripe just to adjust the taste."


The rose fills the new spoon with the opor sauce and blows it until it is slightly warm.


"Well try it, good?" The rose thrust the spoon into Aby's mouth and asked him to taste the dish.


For a moment, Aby was stunned but a second later she grabbed Rose's hand and pointed it at her mouth!


"Emm, that's delicious. It's just like it is" said Aby.


"Really?" Rose looked at Aby with a smile on her lips.


"I think yes, I don't know what you think. Our taste can be different."


"I tried that too." The rose took another spoon and tasted the opor.


"Where?"


"Yes, this is right. My taste is also gini."


"Is there anything I can help you with?"


"Nothing. Uh there, please take this to the dinner table, I'll take the plate first." The rose gave the food she had poured into the container and asked Aby to put it on the table.


"Would we eat right away?" aby asked after putting down the cooking.


"Yes, I'm hungry if you don't want to eat enough, let me eat it myself."


"You know, who wouldn't be tempted by this delicious cuisine." Aby sat on the dining chair and poured water into her glass.


"I'll take it, rice for you." Roses fill empty dishes with rice!


"So this is not enough?"


"Udah, that's it."


"Okay, I'm more comfortable."


The rose continued to move her hand deftly filling Abymana's dinner plate.


Aby was silent as she looked at the face of Rose who was seriously serving herself while eating. A thin smile was engraved on his lips, unwittingly he began to feel at ease together with the Rose.


Seriate