Mr. Budiman Is My Husband
CHAPTER 174

"You're nothing at all? I already knew they were big. Why add more?" ask Tia.

"Yes should. One more yes. Let Our House be crowded" replied Malik.

"One word to you. I will not give any more children to you. Sooner or later you will give us a grandchild. Just wait for them to do their bed sports with the little boy," said Tia who deliberately called Budiman tengil.

"Ah yes... I just forgot. Then yes it is. We are looking forward to the development of Singapore. Will we be given a grandchild?" malik asked with a sweet smile and imagined holding a grandchild.

"They're not dad's honeymoon. They were indeed attending Albert's party" replied Faris who had suddenly appeared before Malik.

Malik almost jumped because of Faris. How can he be surprised by his own child. They both love to fuck each other. What about Herman? Herman chose to remain silent and not interfere. But Herman laughed to himself at the behavior of the father and son.

"Has Adinda reached Singapore yet?" ask Malik.

"Yes they have arrived in Singapore. It was only half an hour ago" replied Herman.

"Then what about Gilang? Will Gilang go after Adinda?" ask Tia.

"According to the information I heard. His friend Budiman who came from abroad was already on stand by at the hotel. Do you know about the case that went viral yesterday? The one where Gilang was deported in order not to return to England. The reason is Gilang wrote something that is not pleasant for the country. That's why he was immediately deported. In addition, it also says being chased by a lot of interpol. Irwan and Roni also coordinate with local authorities. They already know the real case. Inevitably Roni and Irwan gave Gilang to the American Interpol. Maybe this is called karma as fast as my private jet" explained Herman.

They hope Adinda and Budiman are okay there. Herman has asked spies to investigate the missing in Singapore. Almost a few hours Harman always gets a report. Even worse, the Gilang family went from room one to room another. They influenced many families to achieve their ambitions. Herman didn't think about them all. How could such a person pursue ambition by destroying others? This time Herman didn't speak to anyone. Because this is a secret matter.

"When do you go to Singapore?" Ask Malik who threw his ass on the couch.

"At least we'll be there tonight. I've contacted my flight attendant to get my private jet out. But for the time being I have not confirmed when the departure will be" Faris replied.

"Yes you have to be careful" Malik said.

Singapore, Singapore.

Adinda, Budiman, Andara and Tio Just got to the hotel. They occupy their own rooms. Rio and Andara deliberately lived in different rooms except for Adinda with Budiman.

Just one step into the room, Adinda got a message from Gilang. That message was a mocking message. The one where the message was deliberately made mentally weak Adinda.

But who would have thought Adinda attacked Gilang. She laughed when she saw the message sent. Budiman who saw Adinda laughed curiously. Budiman immediately approached him and read the message.

"You are a great habit of war through these useless messages" Budiman lamented.

"That's exactly what I'm happy about attacking with a message like this. The longer it goes, the more it turns if not balesin one by one. You know for yourself Gilang how the person is," said Adinda who put her small bag on the small table.

"I'm not good at tongue-licking. I didn't know it could be this way myself. It's all because of you who taught me," said Adinda.

"Yes put that HP. Do not keep making toys. Don't you get tired of seeing it almost every second of the day instead of looking at me?" ask Budiman.

"I'm not bored at all. Especially the same kind of handsome brother Budiman. Indeed the body is stocky, sexy, white and narrow-eyed. Eh the edges are afraid of snakes. How the hell is this person," ledek Adinda who held back her laughter.

"Well, are you going to poke me all out like this? Looks like I'll make you unable to wake up in one day" Budiman threatened to challenge her.

"If you can do it?" about Adinda.

"Truly people. You can challenge me right now. Because my stomach is hungry. So you survived my grip" said Budiman, who pretended to be upset.

"I'm just challenging you. Not challenging others. If you challenge others you will make me a meat soup later," said Adinda who pouted to Budiman.

"You are just there. I already know your message. Even the contents of your phone I've read everything. It makes me dizzy seven circumference. The ends are all about business, business and business again. Aren't you tired of talking about business with your colleagues?" tanya Budiman who sat beside Adinda.

"You know how else. This is all work. If I don't discuss business. Then what did I reply to? Do you have to talk about food?" ask Adinda who deliberately holds the hand of Budiman's stock.

"That's good. You talk about a lot of food. You are also very good at cooking. I used to eat that cooking. I always add a portion of food," replied Budiman who provides a solution.

"Aren't you afraid of having a wife whose hands are broken by cooking?" ask Adinda who deliberately approached Budiman.

"Shouldn't you be afraid too? You want your hands to be smooth or broken. It is called the struggle of a wife who has taken care of her husband, children and also home. Such a woman should get a good title from her husband. I love you like that" replied Budiman. "Otherwise you are a great leader. So you deserve it."

"Then anyway? I don't believe in that much myself. I don't want to get any medals from you either. Let the medal you keep well" said Adinda.

"The medallion I saved is a medal for you. I admire you so much when I take care of you. What are we supposed to do now? Here we do not say anything," asked Budiman while holding tightly the hand of Adinda.

"If not what? Don't you want to take me shopping?" pinta Adinda's.

"It's just to take you shopping. At the end of the day you protest half-dead for me" replied Budiman who understood the nature of Adinda.

"Hehehe... You know it. Later when you get home. I will be shopping a lot of clothes in the traditional market" Adinda said.

"What?" pekik Budiman's.