HATE TO LOVE
Warmness of Family

It has been more than 2 months Bimo and Anisa together as husband and wife, their relationship is going well, although it seems slow, but they are also getting closer and understand each other, each other, moreover, Bimo who already felt very comfortable with the presence of his feigned wife, the marriage as simple as it felt more real.

"When did you give me a great-grandchild? Do not delay, grandfather is very old so that grandfather does not see grandfather's great-grandson when he was born," said Surya when he was relaxing in the park while accompanied by Bimo and Anisa.

Of course, the two lovebirds were stunned when asked such a question by the grandfather, how could they have children, even until now sleep they were still separated, not one bed.

"Emh, we're still trying to cake, it's all God that determines. Grandpa just wish it was best for us" Bimo said as Anisa turned her neck towards him as if asking for help to answer the grandfather's question.

"Of course grandfather always wishes you all the best, only you have the treasure you have,"

Anisa let out a long sigh, how every day she felt more guilty to Surya because she had to pile up lies on him.

His job designing Bimo's apartment was also completed a week ago.

"Mas, that's my job payment transfer, how much?" asked Anisa while showing the proof of transfer Bimo sent her.

"All the monthly money" Bimo replied casually.

"For monthly?" Anisa was flabbergasted at Bimo's reply.

"Yes, every month I send monthly money to your account, lest you never know?" search Bimo.

Anisa just grinned the horse while shaking her head, she never checked her savings balance which was always at the limit, after all she never needed money for anything in her daily life,all the food and other necessities are available in the luxury house, if only to buy his motorbike gasoline he uses the cash he has that is not much.

"Monthly money?" anisa's great-grandson then checked her savings account balance through the cellphone in her grip.

Instantly his eyes widened to see a long row of zeros on his phone screen.

"Two hundred million?" his screeches.

A new age he had seen his savings balance as much as it made him rub his eyes repeatedly and calculate the manual row of zeros on the screen.

"Mas, this is all right, why so much money?"

"Why? What's less, your ration of 50 million a month?" ask Bimo.

"Mas, don't mess around, this is too much for me, we just--"

"Nisa, I'm a husband, living for a wife is my duty, so please don't forbid me!" rebut Bimo.

Of course Anisa's month's living is only for the cost of one Viona facial treatment at the beauty salon, even usually Bimo spend more than that.

"It's too much, mas!"

"Have not argued about money, put the money on as you please, if less you can ask me for it!" Bimo Pungkas.

Really Bimo was not inexhaustible with his wife, how can be loved money but instead refused and said most, while out there the women are after him because of the money and wealth that belongs to him.

Anisa did not dare to argue anymore, she just kept quiet, thinking about how much money she would use for what.

"Yes, I'll drive you there, please,"

"That's okay, I'm alone" Anisa refused.

"Do you want them to think nothing of me, if I don't take you there?"

Again Anisa can only give up, true also what Bimo said, her parents will surely wonder if she came home alone and home, e home, her fault could be expected to leave her husband's house.

***

Umar and Tati warmly welcome their son and daughter-in-law, while Anisa and Bimo return to play a very happy and harmonious married couple.

"You stay here a day, yes, my father and mother miss you once." pinta Umar.

Since Anisa worked on the desin of Bimo's apartment, she had rarely stopped by her parents' house because of her busyness, but her parents also memmaklumi and never demanded anything.

Just seeing her son happy with his marriage is enough for them, because they really understand that the nature of girls will certainly be carried by her husband.

"But mas Bimo seems--" Anisa glanced at her husband's face, she was afraid if Bimo objected to it.

"Well, we'll stay tonight, sir!" bimo replied without expectation.

"Mas, but I don't have a change of clothes!" anisa protested as if unsure if her husband really agreed to her father's request, she was afraid that Bimo felt forced to do it because he felt bad.

"I can borrow your dad's shirt, can't I, sir? Can, right?" Now Bimo smiled towards Umar who nodded with great enthusiasm.

"Well, of course I can!" answer Umar.

The warm togetherness in the family was so very effective for Bimo, he felt back to what it was like to have a whole family, in the midst of his two parents-in-law who loved him so much as to love their own children.

Bimo's heart warmed, although berad in a house far from the word luxury, but togetherness they felt very luxurious and expensive for Bimo. Cara umar tells about the ornamental plants, then Tati who cooks home-cooked food that she has just felt the pleasure of eating with family.

Now Bimo knows, from where the cooking ability of Anisa is lowered, apparently Tati and Anisa cuisine does taste exactly the same.

After dinner and a short chat with Umar while telling about poitik and food prices that rose, now when Bimo entered the private room of Anisa.

The narrow room measuring 3x3 meters was even smaller than his room toilet.

There was no sofa like in his room that could separate them while sleeping, making Bimo just stand while watching around the room, not daring to lie on the mattress that was very narrow in size.

Anisa is still outside helping her mother clean up the dishes they used to eat.

Bimo was intrigued to look around the study table in the room, hnya a small study table, remembering the narrowness of the room, indeed not much stuff in the house, there was only a small mattress, there was a small mattress, the study table is small, and the two-door wooden cabinet, but all the items in the room look cool and eccentric, it looks like Anisa designed the items in her room so that it looks very harmonious.

Bimo's hand was suddenly stretched out to open the old study desk drawer left by the owner.

Bimo's eyes were immediately fixed on a piece of photo in the drawer. A picture of Anisa sitting alone with a man, nothing strange with her pose, looks ordinary, just the face of Anisa looks like happy there, she said, so that makes Bimo's heart a little rumbling and do not like to see it, although he does not know who the leafy man in the photo, it's just that it greatly disturbs Bimo's feelings at that time.