Hidden Marriage With Hot Teacher's
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Her morning. Mattew still looks awkward when confronted with Lesta. She still remembered the incident last night where Lesta opened the towel in front of her.

Ah, crap! he could not move on from the shadow of Lesta's body.

Mattew rubbed his face violently, and it made Lesta frown at him.

"Mother why?" ask Lesta, astonished.

"It's okay!" Mattew answered quickly, briefly and densely.

Lesta let out a long sigh and continued her activities, packing her clothes into the suitcase.

"Where are we really going?" Lesta asked as she closed her suitcase when some of her clothes in the closet had gone into the suitcase.

"Go home to my house!"

"Well?!" Lesta gaped wide, in shock. If she knew this, she would not pack her clothes and would not go with her impromptu husband.

"Well! Heh! Huh! Why are you surprised like that? Hope you get a honeymoon! Don't dream!" Mattew mocked Lesta who was still gaping wide.

"Diddeliver! I don't want a honeymoon with you either! And I'm not willing to give up this precious me to you either!" Lesta piqued her lips while rolling her eyes lazily. Then he looked at Mattew again, cleared his throat for a moment before speaking, "what's your purpose in taking me to your house?" ask Lesta.

"If it wasn't for my parents' wishes, I would have invited you home too!" answer Mattew flat.

"So your parents .." Not yet done talking, Mattew cut the conversation first.

"Yes! My parents knew our marriage! It's all because of the tourist lambe Mr. RT who turned on my postel and raised the incoming call on my phone carelessly!" Mattew explained as he stared at his cell phone lying on his little wife's desk. Yeah, he got his phone and identity card back this morning.

"Keep how?" Lesta stared anxiously while biting the tip of her thumb.

"Yes, go home! Because if I don't, my name will be crossed off the family card! We're leaving right now, weekend!" mattew told his wife.

"Can't dong! My uncle hasn't come home since yesterday, I have to say goodbye to him." Lesta's repellent makes Mattew tick.

"He's got a cell phone, you can't call or text?!" Mattew stared lazily at the girl.

"Oh .. yes, yes." When Lesta remembered, she immediately took her phone and contacted her uncle.

"Basic shrimp brains!" maki Mattew slowly, fortunately Lesta did not hear it, if the girl heard it there would be a third world war.

Lesta frowned because her uncle's cell phone could not be contacted, and finally he decided to send a message.

"Russia! He said your son-in-law is a rich man, so don't go home! responsibility!" exclaim a market thug who since yesterday played cards with Rusli in a thug bascamp.

"Yes! But my capital is up!" Rusli has lost the game, the money runs out even his phone is made into a bet.

"Huh! You can ask for your daughter-in-law! Come on, sit down again, I'll lend you some capital. A million is enough?" the market thug took out 10 pieces of red money from his bag, then gave it to Rusli.

"Enough! If less is more!" Rusli said he was happy to receive the money.

"Ready! But, pay the debt there's a bundle!" the thug patted Rusli on the shoulder several times while laughing sinisterly.

"Break the!" Rusli held out one of his thumbs.

The gambling game continues.

"Am I going to be treated like an ash scoop?" ask Lesta to herself because she knows that Mattew comes from a wealthy family. And as far as all rich people are always arrogant and arbitrary, more or less like Mattew.

"Why you?" mattew asked for a moment because he was currently driving the car.

"Emh ... Is your mother fierce??" Lesta answered her husband's question with another question.

Mattew commented on the faint smile when he heard Lesta's question, suddenly there was a mischievous idea flashed through his mind to prank his little wife.

"Groof like a bull that's raging!" mattew answered with laughter.

"Ouch!" Lesta became increasingly anxious and agitated. She had imagined her in-laws to be as evil and cruel as the flying fish disinetron she often watched.

"Oh my God, please protect this servant. Amen." Lestari prayed in her heart.

Mattew had since held back a laugh from seeing the expression of Lesta who was very knocking on him.

You fucking lucknut husband! He could have pranked his own wife to such fear.

Half an hour's drive, they finally reached the destination safely without any obstacles.

Lesta gawked as she looked up at the luxurious mansion just like the palace before her. Then he turned to look at Mattew who was talking to a security guard.

"He is sultan! Anjir!!!" Lesta clucked several times after knowing that her husband and teacher were very rich.

"Don't be tacky!" I don't know since when Mattew has been in front of her, maybe because she was dumbass so unaware of her husband's presence.

Lesta pouted hearing Mattew's ridicule being hurled at her. Then, he walked after Mattew from behind while dragging his suitcase towards the mansion.

"Woahh!!!" Lesta was stunned by the luxury of the house that dominates the color of gold in all his furniture, while the walls are painted white as well as the floor.

"Their arrival was welcomed by a woman whose age was not young, but still looked very beautiful and her face was glowing. It looks like if there are flies that alight will immediately slip.

"Mommy." Mattew called the woman and hugged her.

Lesta watched the interaction of the two while nodding her head. Just understood that the woman called 'mami' is Mattew's mother.

The hug unraveled. Mattew smiled and introduced Lesta to her mother.

"Mommy, it's Lesta, and Lesta it's my Mommy." Mattew stared at the two women in turn.

Lesta smiled kindly, greeted and extended her hand to the woman. "Hello, greetings Auntie, I'm Lestari, ist ..."

"You already know, so there's no need to introduce yourself!" cut off Melisa without shaking Lesta's outstretched hand.

Lesta smiled wryly, then pulled out her hand, while bowing her head.

Melisa seemed to be indifferent to Lesta's presence. Women really fix it by holding Mattew's hand to a room.

Lesta stood in the middle of the room alone, like a lost child on a football field.

Not long after, a middle-aged woman wearing maid clothes approached him.

"You're the new waitress?" tanyakanya.

"Yes. Ma'am," replied Lesta's origin, after all his presence was not expected so he just assented the waiter's question.

"It's so cruel for them," murmured Lesta wanting to cry.

"Come, follow me." The middle-aged woman headed for the back pavilion of the house, where the rooms of all the servants were there.