ICHA Is My Wife
Disgraceful incident

"Icha agrees Om" said Icha after wiping tears streaming down her face. Now he neutralized his heart so that the water would no longer fall.

"Are you seriously Icha?" Ramli held onto both of Icha's shoulders for more reassurance and only answered a nod by Icha.

"Goodbye Afdhal now we can no longer be like before maybe you are not my soul mate now you will be my brother, I've waited so long for you to express your feelings but you never told me that maybe you really don't have the same feelings as me, see you with a different status" murmured Icha in the heart who tried to hold the clear droplets from his eyes so as not to return to flow.

"I'm sure and very confident that you can change Irwan's life for the better because I believe you're not like your parents who only care about their ego" muttered Ramli looked at Icha full of confidence with both hands.

"Then I'll meet you tonight with Irwan" Ramli.

"Isn't Brother Irwan in America Om" Icha.

"She's been back in Indo since three days ago and she's gonna stay here to help Om take care of the company"

"Then what about Irwan's work in America?" Icha.

"Afdal is in America to take care of everything related to Irwan" Ramli.

"Why Afdal said he wanted to go to Bali yesterday when he went to America, I actually miss you Afdhal" Icha muttered in her heart.

"Yaudah Om want to continue the road again, you heartily bring the car do not miss the evgalan like earlier, later Om share lock location for your meeting and Irwan" Ramli.

"But I brought Bi Iyem only Om" and only answered a sweet smile by Ramli.

"If you invite your parents, your parents will not want to come because they are only busy with business without caring for their children" muttered Ramli inwardly as if to know why Icha prefers to invite Bi Iyem to accompany him in their meeting later.

"Don't forget it" said Ramli patted Icha's right shoulder and then passed away leaving the little girl.

Icha who has been sitting her butt in the car with a hand that holds the steering wheel and takes a deep breath and exhales slowly.

"May this be the best way for me, O Allah" said Icha exhaling slowly with a hand that raised the sky and rubbed it on his face.

Icha returns the car at a moderate speed and parks the car in a luxurious cafe. He was sitting on a chair that no one else could sit in

"You want to pesen what Ma'am?" ask a cafe waiter while giving a book containing a list of menus in that place.

"Lemon tea same Stick yes" replied Icha. Without receiving the object the waiter gave him because his eyes and hands were still focused on the screen of his phone. After receiving an answer from his visitors the waiter immediately passed from the presence of Icha leaving the girl to make the food she ordered.

"Gue ketoilet used to be yak, the servant is still a long time coming" said Icha. After a few minutes of waiting for his meal but never coming, he immediately turned off his phone and put it in his bag and set his feet towards the toilet with his bag.

"Now I'm a little neater than before" said Icha as she trimmed her shirt, she noticed the reflection of her body reflected in the mirror, now he gives a little different on his face to look brighter and polishes a little lipstick on his lips so as not to look pale.

The little girl smiled in the mirror and still noticed the curve of her body and stepped out of the toilet and walked towards the place where she ordered food.

"Ehhh Loh, what's sitting here?" yelled Icha as he slowly hit the table in front of him, staring intently at a man sitting in the chair he had placed before the toilet.

"Mistake my seat completely" said Icha folded his hands in the chest and shifted his eyesight from the man who was taller than him.

"Where do I know there is a clear person here empty really" he said back to sit and eat the food on the table in front of it.

"Sorry, can I help you?" asked a Servant who approached the two, After listening to the commotion from them even both of them had become a spectacle for other visitors.

Icha immediately lowered her hand and looked towards the owner of the voice.

"Make me the one who pesen food here so why even this guy sitting here?" ask Icha. While pointing at the man who was eating it, he also looked angry at the waiter of the cafe when it was the waiter was the same person when he was ordering food.

"Sorry Mom we don't know, we thought that Mbak just ordered food for the Mbak guy to keep going again" said the speech was able to make the guy in the dongker suit sprain, He immediately drank his drink and then wiped his lips using a tissue.

"Is he my guy?" icha said, widening his mouth and pointing towards the man with eyes looking at the servant.

"So not a boy? sorry we were wrong, oh yes mbak can sit in front of Masnya let the food we make again" said the waiter was welcome.

"Ngk do not let my mother be full" said Icha back fold both hands in the chest with pursed lips.

"Oh yasudah then I stay yes Ma'am" said the waiter then left the two men.

"Oh so this was a cool food, my pantes have not been pesen have come aja ehh nih I balikin" said the man while thrusting the food plate towards Icha.

"Don't forget to get paid" said the man then passed from the front of Icha just like that

"Woy loh who ate me who paid" cried Icha take off her hills and throw them at the man who was walking.

"Woyy has who?" ask an old man. It was unexpected that his hils floated on the wrong person despite his intention to throw the man. The old man looked angry he immediately stood up from his chair and stared at all the visitors in the cafe by lifting up the hills that floated on his head.

Hearing the old man's cry, the man who was walking stopped his steps and turned his head back to watch what had just happened, the man tried to hold back his laughter.

"Pu pu got me sir" said Icha stammered with a brick while looking down scared.

"Bad you are.. "

"That's because he's sir" Icha hasn't finished talking about the old man's words and refers to the man he really wants to throw using the hills.

The old man directed his gaze according to Icha's finger, it was clear the man in the dongker suit was running quickly, While Icha he also ran behind the cafe so as not to be hit by the old man's tantrum.

"Based on the young man" said the man as he threw the icha Hills on the floor.

"It's a good thing I was able to escape" said Icha stroking her chest after sitting in her luxury car.

"Bren*sek's men" annoyed Icha took a strong look at some of the tissue in her hand.