It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
S2-4. Don't want a sister
*Hello dear Brother Reader, sorry to be late Updatenya. Taking care of real life that really cannot be left behind.*
"Oh, how long has Papa been coming home?" Elena put on a sullen face looking towards the stairs while holding the stuffed rabbit.
"Yes, if Papa has started working, then Papa came home at this hour. Elena is patient, huh?"
Elena rounded her lips towards the sofa watching the tuyul twins broadcast from the neighboring country. We agreed to stay in the shophouse to keep an eye on the employees who work. Especially after entering this third level, campus activities are not too crowded.
I who do not join the activities of other students can certainly run away first, to take care of the business that has helped fill my financial coffers in recent times.
By late afternoon, I went back upstairs to prepare the needs for my family. Ah, it's been a long time since I parted ways with Bang Alan, I've never cooked a variety of dishes except Elena's favorite menu.
After Mas Aren became part of my life, I again began browsing new menus that were no less delicious. Moreover, Mas Aren always praised my cooking, very different from Bang Alan.
I feel so privileged, every day he says love, and praise like a sale of goods in the market. Compared to Bang Alan before, don't be a compliment, hearing him talk to me is so rare. He remembers me only when his libido peaked. Yeah, I guess that's just that.
"Assalamualaikum." a greeting appeared from the direction of the stairs.
"Guiland, Papaaaaa ...." Elena ran straight towards my father. Mas Aren immediately held a kiss on the right left cheek of the little girl.
"Douh, it smells pretty."
"How long did you come home? Elena is kangeeeeen." He hugged Mas Aren's neck.
I left work in the kitchen for a moment to greet him with a hug and a slight kiss on the lips. Elena also gave a code of wanting to be kissed on the lips, but I forbid it.
"Girls can kiss her from Ibuk. If a kiss from papa for a boy."
"Waaah, Ibuk knows that Papa wants boys. Elena wants a guy?"
We both looked at each other. "He why?" whispered.
I just put my shoulders down, some time I smelled the scorching aroma of the cooking I left behind. "Hoooooh, I'm going to the kitchen first." I ran to look at the jerky that was too dry aka charred.
I saw Mas Aren go into the room, maybe he persuaded Elena not to lash anymore. I was surprised, Elena was more easily persuaded by her papa than I was the woman who gave birth to her.
After the kitchen business is done, although there is a little failure, but there are still others that can still be enjoyed. It's sorted out that, it's finally done too. The dining table is ready to receive guests who will sit there.
I peeked for a moment, towards the room. Elena was ruffling the contents of her papa bag. This means Mas Aren is in the bathroom.
"Sir, Sayaaaang? Is Papa's bag all out?"
My eyes caught a lot of colorful envelopes scattered on the mattress, Elena's hard work unloading the contents of Mas Aren's bag.
Because the colors of the envelope were so beautiful, my heart was moved to look at it and check it. What letter is that? Did my husband start writing love letters to me in secret.
"Hud ... Elena doesn't want to have a bitch." Elena put the duck face back together with her mouth rounded.
"Yes, we'll tell Papa yes. Papa was told to fast until Elena wanted to have a fast."
"Fasting, Buk? Is it the month of fasting again? Elena wants to fast, Buk."
"Are you really fasting?" Elena's hair was random and I was back on that colorful envelope.
I opened the envelope and read it carefully.