Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 43

This Magic Grandma is the most beautiful grandmother on the face of the earth. Every move I make, will definitely be closely watched by Oma.

"Well, where are you alone, husband?" Oma was looking for someone behind me.

"For Oma's work." I lay my body on the couch in the living room.

It seems my life is about to begin. From the past, Oma was the most beautiful with my life. He's worse than Papa who likes to rule my life.

"Great for your husband, still in college but already have income. He must be as hard-working as your papa." Oma looked at me from top to bottom.

Oma is her sense of smell like a cat, which can smell the smell of rottenness that I or Dareen did. I don't want Oma to know my complicated relationship with Arsen who also carries Dion's name, If until Oma finds out, it can be serious.

"Where's Oma? I was told to come here with my brother" I said, unbuttoning my shirt at the very top.

I'm trying to distract this Magic Grandma, I could die if Oma finds out about Dion.

"For the first time in the room" replied Oma.

"The chicken is terrible." I sneered at Oma who was now looking at me sharply.

The pair of old eyes scanned something with focus. Waitaminute! What Oma saw instead ….

"Oma what?" I moved away from Oma and covered my neck by raising my shirt collar.

"What's that on your neck?" Oma pulled my hand to remove the collar of the shirt I was holding tightly.

"Oma what the hell, this privacy know," I shouted not to lose to Oma.

"Cie Cie, granddaughter of oma is not virgin." Oma smiled, making me feel ashamed.

"Ngaco Oma, I'm still a virgin to this day." I re-buttoned my shirt.

"Fuckily fat. Is your husband less powerful?" The Magic Grandma throttled as if mocking me.

The one thing I don't like most about Oma, other than bawel, Oma is also very good at my business.

"Geez!" I shouted at Oma who spoke unfiltered.

"Dare you scream the same oma!" Oma glared at me, her perfectly round eyes as if she wanted to jump up and beat me up.

"Oma if you say the real thing, because Arsen is less powerful, do not be pretentious to be a person, Oma!" my spoken.

"Well, what four months of marriage did Kimmora do?"

"Nothing to say, just bobbing together with Oma."

"Well, a normal guy if you're booby with Oma's beautiful granddaughter, and this sexy will definitely be smitten. Oma becomes suspicious of your husband." Oma stroked her chin with her fingers, then her forehead wrinkled as if thinking of something.

Why would Oma suspect Arsen? If only Oma knew what I had done to Arsen, maybe this Magic Grandma would have bewitched me into a wall display.

"Surprisingly what's Oma?" I drew closer to the Magic Grandma after seeing the cue from her hand to get closer.

“Do not let your husband like the same kind,” whispered Oma right in my ear.

“Omaaaaa! Oma getting nervous, I already want to take a shower.” I left Oma.

“Kikim, where are you going? Uh, Kim Minah Kim.” Oma screamed but I kept walking up the stairs.

I don't care about the strange call of Grandma Magic, since Oma called me like that, Nana became involved with Oma.

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I went down the stairs with half-dry hair after a shower. Dinner will soon begin.

But something surprised me.

“Oma, Arsenic. What are you guys doing?” I walked over to Arsen and Oma.

“Oma was going to train your husband to be strong,” said Oma.

“Arsen wake up, why are you push-ups here.” I pulled Arsen's body up, but the man glanced at Oma instead.

“I told Oma,” replied the man as if afraid of Oma.

“Oma.” I approached Oma and glared at her.

“Kimmy, your husband seems to have no problem deh, his cool muscles are not possible if your husband is not mighty, but why are you still virgin?”

Truly Grandma Magic when talking without filters. 

“It's not Oma.”'s business I approached Arsen who was only bare-chested.

“Basic granddaughter durhakim!” shouts the Magic Grandma.

“Arsen why have you come home, do you not work?” ask me while putting a shirt on Arsen.

“So the cafe manager said that papa told me to go home now, there is Oma he said.” Arsen sat with me after I saw Oma also sitting on the sofa of the living room.

“There must be a riot all over the house,” my lips on Grandma Magic who somehow suddenly came to this house.

“Oma want to ask you both?” Oma doesn't seem to care about my sneers.

“What?” my many.

“Emang really you guys have never been?” Oma linked her two index fingers when she mentioned the word.

What an unimportant question, like that Oma whose level of smell has been overdosed.

“Diem deh you Kikim! Ask Arsen, is that Arsen?” Oma flickering at Arsen made me shake my head.

“Em, yes Oma,” replied Arsen look obedient.

“Why? Is Kimmy less attractive?” Oma still looked seriously at Arsen's face. “Or not-not even this ungodly grandson nolak you yes, considering you guys ‘kan married because forced.” Oma's eyes glanced sharply at me.

“That's it, even nanya.” I'm really lazy with the unimportant question Oma.

“Eh, Kikim, you said it was booby together, it was not forced to be called.” Oma raised her hand as if to hit me.

“Forced Oma, it was because there was lightning,” reply I did not receive.

“Petir? You're okay, right? Do you remember anything?” Oma wrinkled, her wrinkled face looked worried.

“What Oma mean?” my question is not to understand.

“Em .. no, no lupain! Don't remember the painful thing, the lightning always hurts you right, so yes lupain aja.” Oma turned her gaze, looking towards the dining table.

I feel like Oma is hiding something from me, but what is it? What does this have to do with my fear of lightning? What is this family hiding from me?

Brother Dareen came down from the top floor, just as Bi Sri and Mbak Lastri were serving food at the dining table.

“Dareen, your papa is still long?” Oma approached Dareen.

“There is still a meeting, Oma.” Brother Dareen sat on the dining chair.

Me and Arsen immediately followed Oma and Kak Dareen to the dinner table. With a feeling of many questions, I kept having dinner with them.

“Kimmy, you're the contents of your husband's plate first, just fill your own plate,” Oma's nag as I take rice for myself.

“Ih, he has his own hands Oma,” I replied no matter.

“This is a child if taught correctly, continue to argue! From tomorrow Oma will teach you to be a real good wife.” The Magic Grandma glared back at me.

“Ih, Oma bring deh.”

“Biarin, than you oma magic so painting Kimmy, want you?”

“Basic Grandma Magic.”

This dinner was filled with the carelessness of Oma forbidding me this, that, made my ears hot to hear it. We had dinner without Papa because until we finished eating, Papa wasn't home yet.

After dinner, I invited Arsen to go to the room, rather than having to hear Oma who is now preaching to Kak Dareen. From the look on my brother's face, I understand that Dareen is also fed up with Oma's lectures that always ask him to find a girlfriend.

“I can sleep here?” arsen asked as we reached my doorstep.

“Ya, can dong. Yesterday we also slept together, ‘kan?” I opened my room door.

“Hmm, but dear yes we have not slept together the real.”

“Apaan sih Arsenic. Yuk in.”

I pulled Arsen's hand into my room, then locked the door.

“Arsen, I want to say one thing to you before we do that,” I said when we were on the bed.

“What?” ask Arsen who is only bare-chested.

“I don't want to get pregnant.” I looked into Arsen's eyes, wanting to see what kind of reaction he would show.

“Why?” he asked while stroking my head.

“I'm too young to take care of Arsen's son, do you mind my request?”

“No, I'll wait until you're ready.” Arsen pulled my body into his arms.

“But Arsen, it feels like there's still a lot I don't know about you.” I looked up to see Arsen's face hugging my body.

“What do you want to know?” ask him while peeping the top of my head.

“Why would you marry me?”

“Because I love you,” he replied in a relaxed tone.

“Since when?”

“Since childhood, since we first met.”

“Have we met in childhood? Why don't I remember?” I can't remember my childhood at all, much less about Arsen.

“I can't answer that Kim, because it will open up the painful past you've forgotten all this time.”

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