My Cool Husband's
The Grandma's house

The journey to Hamidah's grandmother's residence is quite time consuming, especially they are stuck in traffic.

The Emir glanced at the beautiful girl sitting next to him, silent and it turned out that the girl was closing her eyes, she fell asleep.

"Didn't I see it wrong, it was so relaxing that he slept while there was a stranger next to him, wasn't he afraid? or maybe he's used to it, he'll stay out of the country." inwardly

"if you look at it like this, fine too. At least it can be entertainment for me, as long as Renata is in Paris" he said

Renata is a woman who is close to the current Emir, a high-class and famous model.

But two weeks ago the girl went to Paris for a prestigious event for models, and that set them apart.

Renata was so proud to be near the Emir, but his popularity and life did not allow him to announce their closeness. The Emir was also very dislikeful, he did not want journalists to take advantage of the circumstances to bring him down.

Unknowingly the corner of the Emir's lips was pulled back, he smiled faintly at what he was going to do with his new wife, the poor girl of his grandmother's choice.

The car drove back and finally they arrived at their destination, a magnificent and luxurious house was right before his eyes.

"quick down" said the Emir then got out of his car.

The girl opened her eyes, gathered all her life together and looked around.

The girl was so amazed to look around so spacious and luxurious.

Tok.dok..

The Emir knocked on the door next to Mutia, the girl turned her head, and tidied up her seat, Mutia lowered her car glass.

"Down" said the Emir again, he turned around without seeing the girl.

The girl immediately came down and looked around again, "It's a house or a palace," her inner self.

The girl was still staring in amazement at the beauty of the magnificent mansion, the sound of the baritone calling out her name made the beautiful girl turn her head.

"Mom..."

Deg, man,

Mutia is shocked to hear the Emir's call for her, the nickname reminds her of her childhood friend, who has gone a long way.

"Yes wait," said Mutia half-running after the Emir.

"You're a bitch," the beautiful girl scolded next to the man, walking in parallel while nagging.

"Grandmother does not like chatty and spoiled women" he said again

The last word made the pearl round her eyes, look at her glance and roll her eyeballs, eager for the girl to clasp the head of the man standing in front of her, unfortunately she lost high.

"And he insulted me again, did he think he was cool? handsome? ice skank.."

The pearl smashed into the Emir's back, the girl continued to nag while walking without noticing if the man in front of her stopped.

The Emir looked back and smiled cynically, "Lemot" said the man sarcastically.

"Well!"

"Assalamualaikum nek," the man said his greetings in a soft voice.

Pearl glanced at her in surprise at the change in her husband's attitude.

"Emir, Tia" welcome Hamidah's grandmother.

"Sit down" he said again.

The young man with the title of husband came to his grandmother and kissed her hand, as well as the slightly clumsy looking Pearl.

They were sitting next to each other, Mutia felt even more awkward.

The girl nagged herself, when she realized that she was wearing only the t-shirts and jeans worn earlier. "Why did I forget to change my clothes? how'this?'

"Pearl, how are you?"

"Me, good grandma." said a little stammered

"Sir, Emir to the room first yes,"

"Loh your wife?"

"Later, Grandma, let him have a chat and first acquaintance with grandma."

After speaking the Emir went up to his room.

"Have you known each other before?' ask Hamidah's grandmother

"Not yet, only once met" replied the puzzled Pearl.

"Did your mother tell you everything?"

"meaning?"

"I want grandchildren, and in return all your mother's medical expenses are free."

"But grandma, why should I?" the pearl scream in his heart, the sentence stuck and unable to come out of his lips.

"You must be surprised and astonished, why did I choose you, right?'

Pearl nodded, "I don't like women who are close to her, one more I know you don't like her, and it's your job to make her like you" said Hamidah's grandmother.

"But grandma, what if I can't grant your wish" she whispered inwardly.

"I'm sure you can, I'll give you a year. After a year I hope to get some good news from you, "After speaking Hamidah's grandmother left her own pearls.

"So this is a business wedding? I married that man just to produce a child? no, I would never, after all, have a lover, I would try to make him hate me until he finally divorces me."

In his room Hamidah's grandmother smiled faintly, "The stubborn girl will definitely fight for her mother's treatment, hopefully she can conquer the Emir, I know that the Emir is as stubborn as the Pearl. And the bonus I will have a great-grandchild" he said with a big smile.

Hamidah smiled broadly at the idea that it worked and he could see the Emir and Pearl happy with their son.