My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTER 146 HP DRAW
“Udah the shower?”
Gian throws Radha's phone as his wife comes out of the bathroom, still drying her hair with a small towel, Radha notices Gian's slightly strange behavior. Not to mention his phone that was originally on the nightstand, now lying just like that on the bed.
“Someone called me? Who, Sis?”
He asked so because it was certain that Gian picked up the incoming phone for him, faintly indeed he heard but Radha was clearly unable to hear clearly because he was under the water.
“Iya, for you .. said you won the draw, Ra.”
The man approached his wife, trying to lie from Radha who was suspecting him. If his wife finds out that the one who contacted him is Abian, a close friend of Radha, then Gian's efforts to block Abian from Radha's life will be free. What a childish indeed, Gian was even jealous of the young man who even still smelled fishy.
“Undian? Yaaaah .. why do you not call me,” Radha whine as if missing a chance to live, how could Gian miss this golden opportunity, he thought.
“Jeez, Zura .. since when are you so happy with the phone of such a con man.”
Gian shook his head, completely astonished by the behavior of his wife, if usually people will feel disturbed by such a phone, why Radha is different.
“Ih Brother ... not all fraudsters, and I have won the lottery and the prize is indeed real.”
Radha was so sure and it was just Gian pandangi so strangely, what was it with his wife, why was it so different. Being born rich does not make Radha limited to doing such things.
“Can what?” asked Gian a little curious, how big a prize he got from a lottery that he knew since.
“Hp,” replied Radha pointing the sacred phone with her chin.
Given how he used to be a little difficult to get the attention of Ardi finally try to follow what his friends do, addicted to watching Nisya win, Radha was willing to spend a lot of money to buy his coupons, and even more, up to the count is the same as buying a different line phone.
“So you mean? Zura you know it's gambling, honey!!”
Gian let out a long sigh, it was only natural that he won, because indeed what Radha followed was purely a bet. And at all he did not think, an innocent girl like Radha was able to do such a thing in his life.
“Do you have no money to buy HP, Ra?” asked Gian inexhaustible, naturally Ardi first preferred to ignore Radha's wishes, hearing this story Gian increasingly convinced there are many more things beyond belief that his wife had ever done.
“Punya, but it feels different .. if you buy it directly there will be no feeling dag dig dug, Kak.”
He could have denied, he wanted to feel like he cut his wife's smooth neck. It seems like Radha's brain is not functioning properly, believing things related to luck, maybe it is also what makes him a student of hockey track achievement.
“Since when did you use this HP?” tanya Gian now grabs his wife's phone, it is not the latest series, but the price is also not kidding.
“Since when, about a year ago, so,” he replied casually and refocused on drying his hair, and he did not think about who contacted him.
“What? And papa isn't mad at you like this?” asked Gian still can not believe, how could a Radha left free to follow things like this, really does not make sense.
“What anger, Brother? Papa just doesn't care what I do.”
The sentence momentarily made the two speechless, Radha's sad face made Gian feel guilty. Gian should not have to ask, because without explaining the way Ardi treated Radha first everything has been answered.
“Ck, want me to hit your Papa, okay, Ra?” asked Gian seriously though sound a little joking, because indeed the lust to hit Ardi is real, but of course Gian did not forget, however Ardi was Papa from his wife.
“Ya is up, Kak .. but in demand Mama Dewi want?”
He said casually, there was not even anger when Gian said that. Although it does not mean Radha will be happy, but it seems there is no sadness on Radha's face now. Still using a towel that is only limited to his knees.
“Why is that? Is that your Papa?” Gian scrunched his forehead, his wife was completely unpredictable.
“Heeh, where are you going?”
Gian blocked his wife's steps, because he had forgotten to remove any trace of Abian contacting him. He hasn't deleted Abian's call and messages, and wouldn't want his wife to see them.
“That's what's the big brother,” said Radha began to get upset because Gian was getting annoying.
“No, you must go to school .. later, quickly change clothes there.”
Without sin he pushed his wife back a few steps. As much as Gian's fear his wife realized that Abian was still looking for him. Without further ado he passed and of course carried Radha's cell phone with him.
“Dia why the hell?”
Trying not to think too much about Gian, his school is more important, although still quite early in the morning he does not want to be late like yesterday. His uniform has been prepared since last night, he hopes today is better.
“Gian,” call Jelita who is now helping Layla prepare breakfast, realizing that her son came down with unconditioned footsteps obviously makes her presence easy to know.
“Hm, Mama cook what?” Gian asked but his eyes focused on his wife's phone, his question made Jelita a little surprised, because not usually his daughter questioned what he was cooking.
“Tumben you asked,” said Jelita blinking her lips.
“Whatever is wrong, Ma?”
Gian asked with his mouth full, inserting one loaf of bread once a bite clearly invited Jelita's anger to land a palm on his son's shoulder.
“Who taught you to eat like that?!!” furious Jelita because of his regret, since the first trained life is always neat in everything now Gian breakfast without rules.
“Awww!! Mama why? I was wrong in him,” Gian said with his regret, he was still trying to swallow his breakfast that morning.
“Not polite, Papa know can be watered you,” chirps Jelita shook her head, whether since when her son changed like this, and also bring the phone to the dining table is not Gian's lifestyle for a long time.
“This again, why bring HP all.”
Gian avoids Jelita who is about to snatch Radha's phone from his hand. He put his wife's phone in his pants pocket, hoping it would be safer with him, Gian thought.
“Which wife?”
“Change, Mama forgot she's still in school? Hm sucks, why Zura has to go to school anyway, Ma.”
Again and again the complaint is still the same, absolutely not sincere if the wife is fulfilling her responsibilities.
“You yourself know the answer, Gian,” replied Jelita to his son's complaint, because after all this was not the plan, the marriage they did as a way to make Haidar feel at home, but in fact even Gian who is in that position.
“Oh yes, last night Mama where?”
“Randy's house, and you know Caterine?” Jelita hangs the conversation, looks now Gian looks curious.
“Caterine? Why her? How's the kid doing, must be so beautiful .. ah I miss him.”
Gian enthusiastically asked about his cousin, without him noticing someone who was not far from him stopped his steps as soon as he heard his words.
TB
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