Marrying the Cruel Young Master 2
Bonus Chapter - Sudden Wise
The planned day arrived. Today, Mr. Ngatiran will meet an old man who is Stevi's husband named Didi.
Didi is a fifty-year-old man, an old virgin whose fate resembles Pak Ngatiran, who married late. But the difference is, Didi married young leaves, while Pak Ngatiran married a widow who was fifteen years older than him, namely Munaroh, or what we know by the name Mbah Mona.
Pak Ngatiran met him with the lure of the area in his village that can be used as a mining business.
So the two old men met in a dimly lit shop. Not to act, but to keep their conversation safe. Moreover, it turns out Didi really likes such a place.
Mr. Ngatiran was agitated because some girls were bahenol who had striped bodies, white faces, black necks, rainbow chests. Complete with lipstick and thick eyebrows. Not to forget about minimal clothes such as lack of materials.
"Can you guys go first? You guys open my type. The janitors in my village office are prettier than you."
Suddenly, Mr. Ngatiran made the women leave with various scorn and insults for Mr. Ngatiran.
"Why are you angry? They just do their job. I come here often. Besides being cheap, my face will also not be exposed by anyone." Didi put a cigarette butt that he had smoked into an ashtray made of wood.
"I'm flirtatious, but I have to take care of the image. It could ruin my reputation as a village chief if any citizen knew of his kades behavior."
"So how? Can the area in the village be my mining land? After I investigated, it turned out that the location there was very precise."
"Patience first, sir. Just relax first, why hurry." Mr. Ngatiran took one cigarette butts, then sucked it slowly. However, just one suction, he had already coughed.
"Already, already, sir. If you don't smoke, don't force it." Didi reminded.
"Dad you got a grandson?" ask Didi.
"Already, but adopted grandson, because my wife is very old to have children. Understandably, when I got married, I was fifty years old, and she was sixty-five."
Didi was stunned to hear Mr. Ngatiran's words. "Father, village chief, why not marry a younger one?"
"I was only given a month to find a wife. Because there was no choice, I married her, rather than my position because I was not married."
"Oh, what a pity, yes."
"Hmm, but I'm happy with my choice. After all, how do I get a young woman if possessions alone can't help my face?"
"Pak Ngatiran is too low. There are many ways you can hook a young woman."
"How's how? It is impossible for me to commit a crime. I could go to jail." Mr. Ngatiran shuddered in horror.
"I can." Didi prides herself. "I have framed my wife by keeping a video of her disgrace in the past. That way, she'll bend her knees begging to be married." Smiling satisfied.
"Well, that's great." Mr. Ngatiran amazed. It seemed like this person in front of him impressed him. But, baby, he is not that kind of person.