My ex-Ipar Candidate
Command (Both Two)
In the midst of Radha's mind gallery, the room was blown away with Randy's burp because he was satisfied with his lunch. As soon as it drew attention, he forgot where he was.
"Gosh, sorry-sorry ... viewers' release," she said a little nervous because Raka was right in front of her.
"Crazy, too, old." Jelita whispered but still sounded clear.
"Tomorrow your head off, Ran."
Raka's cold-sounding words were funny to Radha. Eating with this family feels so warm, Radha who has long been accustomed to eating at home seems to find things that she has long missed. Yes, even with the absence of her husband this afternoon.
"Funny, Ra?"
"Ah, sorry, Pa."
Pergok smile-smiling himself in front of the in-laws is a new thing that turned out to be very embarrassing for Radha. Just a thin smile, just not to be blown away.
"You don't make Radha tense, Mas."
Raka looked at his wife, his black bead demanding an explanation. He just asked, because Radha's smile he had seen before.
"Why me?" tanya Raka felt she had done nothing wrong.
"Darling, sorry your dad, yeah, he's a little tense." Radha smiled again, because that was all she could give in response.
"Not a little more, Ra, but it's very, very stressful."
Randy is still, but his guts are no bigger than his birthmark. And he still dare to throw spontaneous sentences that can sometimes invite anger.
"Ck, you could be an acute widower," said Raka no less carelessly while throwing grapes that landed right on Randy's eyed, and this time Radha was really unable to hold her laughter.
The atmosphere that was a little tense now turned that warm, Radha even forgot the thing that had disturbed her mind. Watching three adults chatting with sentences full of endless satire that makes Radha's spare soul out without her care.
"You'd better dye your hair, Ran, it's so grizzly, too soon" joked Raka after alluding to Randy's status of being a widower for so long.
"Ck, this isn't gray hair, but it's a trend, sister."
With his arrogant face Randy denies Gian's remarks, completely ignorant of the times, he thought. The hair that he dyed at no playful cost was looked at by Raka one eye.
"What trend, you're getting weird about your style."
Randy relented, and he won't win against that guy. Even beating his son he was not able, let alone dealing with Raka.
After lunch this time, Radha who felt she had to start studying in the kitchen now took over the task of cleaning the dining table. And of course with a brief debate because Jelita continued to prohibit it.
"Ta, what's going on? Why is Radha's arm like that?"
This is what Jelita was afraid of, he forgot Radha should have hidden the wound from Raka. The man stared intently at Jelita, because for him Radha's safety was the main thing.
"You asked him to cook?"
"L-yes, my mom, it's all my fault."
"Jelita, don't you know what I promised Ardi? Ck, how can you be this reckless?"
Jelita was confused, because indeed the one in charge here was him. Although Radha had been trying to get to Layla, she had forbidden her daughter-in-law from getting too close.
"Sorry, Mom ... Radha has just learned to cook, she wants it, I can't possibly forbid it, right" Jelita said trying to make Raka not like this, indeed, sometimes he responds excessively to things that happen when dealing with people he loves.
"Next time don't let me, I've paid Layla a fortune to do this, and you don't take her to the kitchen, Jelita."
Jelita was silent, if her husband had said this then there was nothing she could do anymore. Now, his heart is trying not to get angry and look for an outlet. Seeing that Gian and now her husband also let out his anger because Radha was hurt, his heart was warm actually.
"Radha," called Raka when her daughter-in-law finished putting the dirty plate into place.
"Yes, Pa?"
"From tomorrow morning, the kitchen is your forbidden area in this house, okay?"
Radha opened her eyes wide, she looked at Jelita who was beside Raka begging for answers. Kitchen, he really likes to be in that place even if only Jelita allows doing small things.
"And this applies as long as Papa has not given permission for you," said Raka again, not only because Radha daughter-in-law, but indeed Raka loves him like a child himself.
"Yes, Pa."
If only the one who gave the order was Ardi maybe Radha would be able to resist, but different from this man. He did not dare even just ask, can only bear and accept, that's all.
"Good, Gian has to take care of you in the future."
Being treated like a princess of the king, being completely worried about people who have no blood relationship with her seems to be the peak of Radha's happiness.
He passed after receiving many messages from Raka, and of course the thing that Raka revealed would be done entirely by Gian. And living under surveillance again he will feel, in fact he was quite tortured when Gian followed him to school like that time, and he didn't want that kind of ridiculous thing to happen again.
Brugh
"Aww, oh .. sorry, Mba," Radha said apologizing for accidentally bumping into Layla who was walking from the opposite direction to her.
"Sorry lady, I'm not careful" he said, sounding ordinary, and there was no fear like a few moments ago when the tragic event almost happened.
"Where?" tanya Radha tried to neutralize the situation, she did not want the woman who looked older a few years on it was awkward to her, because until now Radha even felt disturbed by the call of the lady.
"Eeeh checks Mr. Haidar's room, the lady asks."
Radha frowned in wonder, instead of before she even seemed to have difficulty in everything. It was impossible when Layla in-laws ordered such a thing.
"Excuse me," he said quickly then passed leaving Radha still covered in many questions.
"Hmm, whatever."
Radha did not want to take a headache, the responsibility now is to find her husband. It was time for Gian to have lunch, and if it was true that the man was going on a hunger strike, then the right one to blame was the woman, Radha thought for some reason.