Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 24

“Bi Sri, who exactly is Arsen?”

Bi Sri lowered her head, it seems like my question made her nervous.

“Bi Sri, please answer me, I deserve to know, why would Papa marry me to Arsen?” I asked Bi Sri who was still down.

I'm becoming more and more convinced, Arsen is full of secrets and puzzles. Logically speaking, Papa is a respected person and a successful businessman, Papa can marry me to a man who is only the son of a driver.

“Sorry, Non. Auntie loves Non Kimmy. Aunt is also sad that Non Kimmy is unhappy, but trust me Non, Arsen is a very good boy, he will make Non Kimmy happy, as long as Non wants to open the heart of Non.” Bi Sri looked sad.

I became increasingly suspicious of Bi Sri, there must be something hidden from me.

“Please Bi, be honest with me, Arsen is not Bi Sri's son, ‘kan?” my many. Bi Sri looked up and looked at me.

“Actually ... Arsen is not my biological child, Non,” replied Bi Sri who made me a little relieved.

My guess is not wrong, Arsen must not be the son of Bi Sri and Pak Aji. If he's not Papa's chauffeur son, I'd consider learning to love him.

“Bu.” Someone called Bi Sri from a distance.

It turned out to be Mr. Aji, Bi Sri's husband. My in-laws then walked over to us.

“Pak, sorry mom has confessed the same Non Kimmy,” whispered Bi Sri to her husband, when Pak Aji has been beside her. Although Bi Sri's voice sounded soft, but I was still able to listen well.

"So right, Arsen isn't your real son?" I asked the two parents who were my in-laws.

Mr. Aji looked at me and smiled.

“Non, Arsen is my son. I'm sure really, Arsen will be a good husband, you guys just need time to get to know each other,” said Mr. Aji.

Whahuh? So, that means Arsen is only the son of Mr. Aji, and not the son of Bi Sri. Was Bi Sri married to Pak Aji who had become a widower?

“What do I not know about Arsen?” I asked the two people who were my in-laws.

Pak Aji and Bi Sri looked at each other. I suspect they have a lot of secrets too.

“Mr, Mom, Kimmy. What are you doing here?" Arsen was standing behind me.

I looked at Arsen's face. Then, I pushed Arsen's body to be close to Pak Aji and Bi Sri.

As Arsen was side by side with Pak Aji and Bi Sri, I watched the faces of the three carefully. Arsen has a handsome face similar to Korean artists, while Pak Aji looks like a Javanese. If Bi Sri is not the birth mother of Arsen, there is no resemblance.

“What are you doing anyway?” ask Arsen.

“I again pay attention to your face, really not similar to Mr. Aji ya.” I looked at Arsen's face and Mr. Aji took turns.

“Hahahaha ..” Arsen chuckles.

“Why?” my many.

“Ya is obviously not similar, you are not young anymore, obviously my relationship is. Isn't that right, sir?” Arsen is seeking a plea to Mr. Aji.

“Iya Arsen, when young father used to be your kayak handsome now," said Mr. Aji.

Finally, the two men praised each other's good looks. Hah, just look, I will definitely find out the truth about Arsen again.

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Arsen and I decided to go back to our contract, because Arsen was going to work. Suddenly I remembered Yumna who still made me curious.

“Arsen, you don't want to revert to Yumna?” ask me when we just came out of the gate of papa's house.

“No, I already have you,” replied Arsen.

“Sorry yes, I already have Dion who is my girlfriend.” I'm throbbing because Arsen's answer just now.

“Not necessarily you love him, you don't know all about Dion.” Arsen turned to me, smiled and focused on the wheel again.

“Yes, just like I don't know all about you," I snide.

After that, my phone rang. I immediately answered the call.

“Yes, Brother Dion what is it?” my broom. I glanced at Arsen who also glanced at me when I mentioned Dion's name.

“Where?” my many.

“Splays later thought, I want to meet you.”

“Emm .. pick up in front of the complex yes, Kak kayak yesterday. I'll wait there.”

“OK deh.”

I ended the voice call. Then put my phone back in the bag.

“Buruan, I want to walk,” I said to Arsen, who I think eavesdropped on my conversation with Dion on the phone.

“Where are you going?” ask Arsen.

“Kepo,” I replied ketus.

My car that Arsen was driving drove slowly, there was a traffic jam at several intersection points. I don't want to be late for Dion. Several times I cursed the streets full of cars. I heard Arsen also exhaled his breath a few times rough. Until finally, we reached the residential entrance and Dion was already there.

I got out of the car after Arsen stopped the car on the side of the road, just behind Dion's motorbike. Apparently, Arsen came down to see Dion. My husband approached my girlfriend who was his best friend in college.

“Loh, how can you be together?” ask Dion.

“Iya, I'm with Kimmy. Where are you going?” ask Arsen to Dion.

“Jalan-jalan aja. Yeah, wherever Kimmy wants to go. He's my girlfriend.” Dion smiled at me.

“Before maghrib take him home yes, Kimmy tomorrow has to go to college. Oh yes, this rainy season is not good for health if it is raining,” said Arsen.

“Gue can take care of Kimmy, Bro. Just relax. By the way you ready Kimmy anyway? Kok lo can be the same Kimmy with his car.” Dion looked at me and Arsen alternately.

“He's Papa's chauffeur son,” my mouth before Arsen replied.

“Hah? How can?”

“Gue unplug first.” Arsen patted Dion on the shoulder, then approached me. ”Your car will I take home, remember to take care of yourself,” said Arsen then walked to the car.

Then I got on Dion's bike and went on a date with him.

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Next day.

I've arrived at the college and just parked the car. As I walked, Dion approached and walked right beside me. Having a handsome girlfriend like Dion is fun, there is a sense of pride in us when people see us. I'm beautiful, and I deserve Dion.

Since my lecturer was not present yet, Nana and I decided to go to the cafeteria.

“Lo know not Kim, it turns out that Kak Arsen is the best campus couple loh,” said Nana. At this time we have been sitting casually in the canteen enjoying our snacks.

“Best couple? Meaning a matching couple on this campus?” my many.

“Yes, Arsen's sister is like her boyfriend, Yumna, who is the most compatible couple in High Collage,” said Nana.

“Not that they broke up?”

“Oh yes, you know from where?”

“Lo forgot, I know who Arsen is. Immediately I'm with Brother Dion who will be the best couple in this High Collage.”

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