Lecturer My wife
Chapter 50 tajir twisting

Syifa was still stunned staring at the two-story boarding building unit that numbered twenty doors. All units are fully loaded.

"This is not really a lie? Really got you?" Syifa is convincing.

"yes dear, even the land is certified on my behalf. I'll show you some time at home" Dion said.

Actually, Dion had been holding back laughter seeing the expression of his wife who had looked dumbstruck since. It looks funny with her tiny lips that seem to form the letter O.

"Later over there I want to make it again. There's enough vacant land still foam for twenty more units." Dion pointed to the vacant land next to the building.

"Can't you have all this, baby?" Syifa looked at Dion.

"At first I was just a prank, baby. There was a saving from my mom. I tried to invest my mama's savings into Om Randy's company, Nico's Papa. I'm pretty close to Om Randy, even closer than Papa. And it finally worked. I got a good profit. The result is that I am a princess and want to have tangible assets. Be this boarding building." replied Dion lightly.

Dion looks like a teenager in general. Starting from the behavior and appearance are the same. In fact he tends to be more relaxed and people think he is just a snot kid who is good at spending parents' money.

But who would have thought behind his innocence actually Dion has quite mature thoughts. If a boy his age might think to buy the things he wants. It is different with Dion.

Although the life of a family with a rich treasure does not make him feel big head. The proof is that he still lives a simple life with his favorite dirt bike purchased from his own savings.

"No idea you can think up to it. You're great Mas." praised Syifa.

Dion just smiled. Praise from Syifa seemed to be a special encouragement for him. Especially so far Dion has always been considered a child who does not have any advantage in his family.

"There's something else I want to show you" Dion said.

"What?" As Syifa was about to ask suddenly she heard her phone ringing.

"Mama Rina." Syifa showed Dion a call on her phone screen.

"Halo Ma, Assalamualaikum" Syifa said.

"Waalaikumsallam darling, where are you Syifa? Same with Dion, right?" ask Mama Rina.

"Yes Ma, is this the same Mas Dion? What's wrong Ma? Bella nyariin?" Syifa forgot that she did not say goodbye when she left.

"No dear, just want to say that Mama and Papa want to take Bella for a walk to the mall. Can you?" said Mama Rina.

"By ma, really good. But if Bella's fussy or needs anything, you can call Syifa" Syifa said.

"Dear, I'm going to continue this, your father, Bella, is ready to go. Bye dear."

Syifa seemed to smile after picking up the phone from her in-laws. There is relief and happiness.

"Why smile?" ask Dion.

"No, just a twilight. Mama Sama Papa ngajakin Bella sightseeing to Mall. Bella so can be abundant in affection from your family." Syifa looked at Dion with a happy smile.

"Yes dear, since long ago mom and dad really want to have grandchildren. Ever since Bella they've been so happy and entertained. Yaudah come with me." Dion also took Syifa's hand to leave the boarding area.

"Where's morning, baby?" On Syifa street is still curious. But Dion did not answer and only focused on driving his motorbike.

Eventually, they arrived at a beauty salon. Syifa knew the place because she had treated there several times.

The salon is still new. Maybe only this year is open but the customers are quite a lot. Because the service and the results are satisfactory and the rates are classified as very friendly to the pockets of students so that makes the place quite crowded.

"Oh, you want me to treat?" Which woman is not happy if the husband wants to ask her for treatment.

"Let's go baby." Dion took Syifa's hand to go inside.

But when entering inside it seems quite crowded.

"Dear, very rame. Should we reserve first let's not queue for long?" Syifa.

"Do you want treatment?" ask Dion.

"Yes that? Why are we here if we don't want treatment?" Syifa also scrunched her forehead. He starts to feel strange about Dion's attitude.

"Good afternoon, Dion." said a woman at the reception.

"Vi Afternoon. How's it? Everything safe?" said Dion.

"Aman Mas, only we haven't got a replacement yet Maya. So stylish another bit of hassle especially when the weekend is like this." Tell that woman.

Syifa was even more confused to hear the conversation between her husband and the salon employee. Especially when all the employees looked submissive greeting when Dion came.

"But baby, I'll tell the kids that you want treatment" Dion continued to walk into the room that read "Staff only".

"Eh, what do you want? Don't worry about this special staff. Can be scolded who has it later." said Syifa.

"Mas Dion, give me a run?" suddenly a woman came out of the room.

"Hana?" Syifa was surprised to see that figure.

"Shyfa?" so did that woman.

"You know each other?" Dion mediates.

"He's my friend High School. How are you doing?" Syifa drew closer to Hana.

"Well, you're on your own? more beautiful Syifa. Especially now that he has succeeded as a teacher. I salute you very much. But how can you be my boss? You're sisters?" Hana is a typical woman who is a little dime. So he immediately asked a lot when he met Syifa.

"Boss?" Syifa looked at Dion. Dion looked away as if he pretended not to hear.

"Yes Syifa. Dion's my boss. Owner of this salon." said Hana.

"Mass? Really?" Syifa was surprised. Especially when Dion nodded. Today is truly a day full of surprises. Syifa still needs to know who her husband is.

"Yeahofgod. What secrets do I not know? I felt like I had just known my husband a week ago." - Shifa.

"His husband? You're husband and wife?" suddenly Hana interrupted.

"Yes Ma'am, Syifa is my wife. Sorry I just said it hasn't been. Hehe." As usual, Dion looked like a teenager. Tengil and cuek.

While Dion checks the financial statements and some stock items Syifa is busy chatting with Hana.

"How could you marry Mas Dion. I know he's still in college. Or maybe you guys just sneaked." Not Hana's name if not kepo.

"Yes can do it. We love each other and keep getting married. But I really just found out that my husband owns this salon. Even before he only said that he had a cafe." said Syifa.

"Yaampun Syifa. That guy you billionaires know. Efforts everywhere. Not to mention the assets. He has several apartments for rent. I was also surprised to be young so pinter really looking for opportunities. Though the horrors he never asked for capital to his father. It's great." said Hana.

"Beyond? I'm feeling scared." whispered Syifa.

"Ketipu because your man turned out to be rich is delicious. Rather than deceive because of a lot of hayo debt. But I salute you congratulations on your marriage yes. I am so lucky to have Mas Dion. He's a person who has never been good and very good." said Hana.

"Yes the hell." I don't know if there's anything else Syifa can say other than shock. Especially when knowing the facts about Dion's wealth that he achieved with this effort.

'Doesn't feel good for my life. High school is still an employee. Gie is still a boy who has many employees. Even his assets are already that much.' Shifa murmured in his heart.

"Dear baby? Tired yeah. Go to our cafe while eating there." Dion who was finished with his work was now back to invite Syifa to the cafe.

After saying goodbye to the employees in their salon, they went straight to the cafe. Syifa went straight to Dion's room. It felt like today too many surprises made him dizzy himself.

"why is his face so cute?" Dion came with a tray of pasta and drinks.

"Still shocked. Who are you really, Mas? It feels like a lot of things that I don't know about you." Syifa said half annoyed.

"I'm sorry, actually I don't intend to hide all of you. I don't want to be arrogant. The important thing is that I can carry out my duty to support you." Dion sat down beside Syifa and gently rubbed his wife's head.

"i've been thinking macem all this time. Afraid of you doing bad things. There was a feeling of relief after knowing all this. Even I salute mas at this age you can be as successful." Syifa looked at her husband's face.

"Why didn't you tell Papa you had all this? You can prove to them that you too can succeed in your own way. In this way papa even Kak Shaka will definitely not underestimate you again." said Syifa again.

"Let them think I'm a useless child. I'm doing this because I'm different from Shaka. He's smart and diligent. That's why he got a higher education degree. But I am not as smart as him. College S1 just feels really bad. I am the kind of person who doesn't like being time bound. I want to look like a successful unemployed. Free to go where is not constrained by the rules." said Dion casually.

"Yes, successful unemployed whose assets are everywhere. Fuckin.." Syifa smiled as she pinched Dion's arm.

"So, later if I graduate college it's okay to work. You're the one who keeps me at home taking care of the kids while monitoring my business. Can you?" ask Dion.

Syifa also scrunched her forehead. "So you mean we switch roles?"

"Yes, he said you are comfortable working as a lecturer. If I'm honest follow you who have to go to high school not sampe my brain." Dion chuckles.

"Hmm yaudah it's up to you. After all my husband had not spun too." both of them also laughed enjoying their chatter.

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