My Cool Husband's
Sister-in-law
Finished cooking, Mutia took the plate and placed it on the table, took the drinking water and started eating.
Just two mouthfuls entered his mouth, the door opened with a clear voice heard.
"Surely he's home. Let it go." he said and continued to enjoy the food.
"The mir...Um..Ir." The call came to a halt when he saw a woman sitting down to eat in the Emir's kitchen.
Not much different Mutia was also surprised to hear someone call her husband's name, it means that the man who entered her house was not her husband, so Who was she?'
The question arises, "Who is that girl? and what does that have to do with Emir?"
"Surely he's home. Let it go." he said and continued to enjoy the food.
"Who are you?" asked the man with his face
Mutia turned her head, looking at the man's face which was not much different from her husband's.
Not answering, Mutia was even engrossed in enjoying her dinner.
The man sat in front of Mutia, looking at the girl with a questionable gaze.
"Hey answer me, who are you?" pras asked, this time in a higher tone.it deliberately provoked Mutia to be afraid.
"I'm the owner of this house" he replied casually. "I should ask who you are?"
"You're the owner of this house, dream!" the young man was called Prasetya.
Pras is the younger cousin of Emir who is the son of his uncle named Dirga.
"Lying, you must have lied, told me who you were before I kicked you out." he threatened.
"You're kicking me out?" can you?" mutia taunted
"Curtain, shameless girl,"
Not wanting to argue, Pras turned around and sat down on the sofa.
Not only that, the man deliberately turned on the television with a fairly loud voice.
Walk into the kitchen to grab a snack and sit down, eat while watching television.
'How can he relax when he doesn't know me instead of being scared or if he just casually kicked me out, cool!' batin Prasetya's.
"I'm his wife" replied Mutia firmly with so casual enjoying the food.
"It's good to get me some juice" Pras said, not surprised and commanding in a proud manner.
'Truly said grandma, she is a girl who is not easy to be oppressed, a girl who is firm and principled, in contrast to girls who have been close to the Emir
Grandma's choice is indeed very cool, I'm sure Emir's life will change after hanging out with his wife.
"Where's the juice?" pras asked because the juice later never came and the girl was seen sitting still motionless.
Pras couldn't disguise much longer, he was so gnarled with Pearls. Not only beautiful, but she's an opinionated girl.
'How are you, Sister-in-law, introduce me to Prasetyo, your husband's cousin" said the man with a friendly smile, inversely proportional to his style earlier
"So, earlier .." asked Mutia in shock but she did not want to lose, the girl threw a chair pillow at him.
"I like you, sister, Good girl."
"You pretend, Cih is not funny" said the girl angry
"Sorry, my name is Prasetya and it's nice to meet my sister."
"Where do you know I'm Emir's wife,"
"From grandma, and grandma asking me to come here."
"You want to achieve?" laura asked confused
"There is nothing special, grandma wants to make sure you live together and are happy." Pras said.
Mutia widened her eyes, then sighed heavily, "I, where can I." said the pearl
"Why. sis?"
"Eh, it's okay, if you still want to be here waiting for your brother is up but me, I want to rest.Bye.." said Pearl standing ready to step into his room.
"Oh yeah, if you leave later don't forget to lock the door back," explained the pearl
He went into the room and prepared to go to sleep.