Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 19 HOPE MOM
What is this about? which misfortune is meant by bi Asih?
Sarah felt, Raka was a very lucky man. A complete and loving parent, a harmonious family, wealth that may not run out until how many generations.
And can do anything to get a wish, even force someone to be a wife for her.
Wasn't he one of those humans who was too lucky?
"Bi Asih, make me a glass of apple juice huh" suddenly Raka had appeared behind Sarah's chair. Stunned, sarah turned her head, at the back stood Raka with a fresh face. It seemed like she had taken a bath and changed into a navy blue t-shirt and a casual baggy shorts.
"Oh, yes den. Will auntie make it.." by misbehavior bring some apples with a small glass bowl, with, then take the juicer from inside the tool cabinet and start chopping apples to juice as Raka asks.
"Auntie, as usual, use full cream, yes" Pinta Raka.
"Yes, den.." replied bi Asih.
"Oh, yes den, the guest room above, opposite the room is ready if you want to move tonight sleep there." bi Asih just remembered telling me that the large guest room that Mama Raka asked for Raka's room and his wife could already be occupied.
"As far as Sarah is concerned, if she's more at home we both sleep in my room, we don't have to move rooms"
Sarah was busy finishing her work putting apples, grapes, pears and strawberries into porcelain fruit coasters on the table in front of her.
Sarah does not care at all, Raka wants to say anything, anyway it will not affect anything if Sarah protests.
"Den, it was non Dea here, looking for the Raka den, he said the mobile phone den Raka is not active"
"Yes, bi...My HP is low batt, I did not have time to charge, I was asleep this afternoon. Dea said what?"
"Non Dea tipped some documents to den Raka, already aunty delivery to the den Raka workspace above. He said, if there's any time for help, call non Dea."
"Oh, "Raka said short.
Now that his gaze was turned to the expressionless Sarah in front of him, the look on his face was suddenly like the Sarah he had met before they were married. Cold as a painting, though perhaps the effect is not as grim as before.
"Darling, why didn't you wake me up?" tegur Raka, trying to melt the atmosphere in front of the Asih bi who was caught by Raka stole a glance at the two of them.
Sarah raised her face for a while, immediately glancing at Raka, no more half-swollen boiled crab face this afternoon which indicated she was allergic to something.
This guy is really fresh and healthy.
If only, he had not witnessed Raka's reaction earlier this afternoon, Sarah might have thought Raka was just playing a show.
"You sleep like a dead man, do you think I should wake you up earlier, with such a deep sleep...?" Sarah's voice was half hissing, the volume of her voice sounded low.
"Honey, a little kiss might wake the dead, "Raka shuffled Sarah's hair, with Sarah's wrath to pull over. This guy was always insolent on any occasion. If there are people around them, he acts as if Sarah is his.
"Tomorrow, I have to go back to the boutique, my job is waiting" Sarah said without responding to Raka's behavior.
"Waiting work, or is there someone who can't wait to meet?" raka's question was cynical half-mockery. There was a strange tone within his cynical tone.
"Whatever's waiting for me, it's none of your business!" sarah's face stiffened.
Bi Asih who was washing the juicer and a few glasses stole a glance from afar, was a little confused by what he was looking at, though not so clear with what these two young masters were talking about. They suddenly seem to be struggling.
Children today, a little friendly, a little later like a cold war. They show the feeling of love in a strange, downright strange way, according to the naive mind of bi Asih.
"Auntie, where is Marni? tonight we're having dinner, what's the menu?" raka asked as she pulled the chair across from Sarah's desk.
"Lho, said the lady earlier, then Marni did not have to cook for dinner." Answer bi Asih while offering a large glass of apple juice.
"We don't have dinner, do we? " Raka asked in surprise. I started drinking the apple juice.
Always an important ritual in this family is breakfast, lunch and dinner together if it is a weekend at home. Isn't it strange, if her mother missed one of these important moments?
The one in the face was just being indifferent, as if not hearing anything.
"It's not so den, but the lady said tonight, sir, madam, aden and Sarah's son were invited to dinner at the house den Edgar."
"Oh, yeah.kok we weren't told?" ask Raka wonder.
"The two of you from this afternoon, locked yourself in a room. The word madam does not need to be disturbed.di told to wait for aden to wake up" bi Asih blushed.
Raka chuckled at hearing that.
"My wife is too spoiled bi, do not want to be far from the bed"
Bi Asih laughed a little at the revelation made by Raka, in the big eyes of Sarah who glared at Raka.
"Ah, the newlyweds are so, den" bi Asih replied, making Sarah's ears become even hotter.
Sarah rolled back her chair and stood up, her face blushing.
"Honey, where are you going?" tanya Raka half looked up.
"Mandi, why?" Sarah stared back at Raka defiantly.
"I was just about to tell you to take a shower" the one being challenged, replied with a chuckle.
"I'm not a child, to be told." Sarah turned her body and walked out of the kitchen.
"Don't take a long shower huh, we should immediately go to my brother's house. We'll be late for dinner.
I met my mommy with papa first." Raka cried while standing also from his seat.
Sarah continued her steps without saying a word.
"This man is indeed an annoying creature!" it's in the heart.
Followed by the gaze of bi Asih who felt astonished by this newlyweds. They are sometimes like lovers who love each other and are difficult to separate, at other times like two people who are hostile.
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Raka was fascinated by the simple look of Sarah tonight who chose to use a mini flare dress combined with classic cardi. The gray dress she wears, has a flowy model that makes her appearance so sweet but mature. A touch of classic cardigan made from knit marun makes Sarah look stylish. A flat shoes with ankle straps in black completes it.
It is not wrong Sarah became a clothing designer because she is so good at matching whatever she wears, so it looks so fitting and harmonious with her body and personality.
"Darling, you are so beautiful." praised Mama Raka as the girl went down the stairs from the room to the family room, it turned out that there had been a gathering of mama, papa and Raka waiting for her. Sarah just blushed.
"Sorry ma, so have to wait" Sarah said.
"Ah, this is only at what time, not yet 7" said Papa Raka with a smile welcoming Sarah.
Raka, somehow had changed the costume earlier just wearing a t-shirt with baggy shorts now neat with a creamneck sweater in pine green combined with dark chino pants, now neat, it makes him feel more macho and cool.
Maybe she changed clothes when I was in the bathroom, Sarah thought.
But whatever's important doesn't bother Sarah.
Not how long they have been in a Mercedes benz V-Class car, one of Papa Raka's favorite cars in the family, in addition to its large capacity for some people because of the spacious cabin space and classy interior features, the body design is also quite graceful by using sliding doors making it easier to carry a mama who is still recovering properly, get in and get in the car.
"We're going to meet my grandson, Deasy, who's looking forward to his sister being born." Said mama Raka with a cheerful voice.
"And you two dear ones, you have to ask Lila and Edgar a lot, how to catch up with them quickly, give mama a lot of grandchildren."
Sarah and Raka almost choked together hearing a happy hopeful sentence from the cabin behind the seat they were sitting in.