My ex-Ipar Candidate
Mature Men, Even OLD (Radha)
Radha stepped slowly, her injuries turned out to be quite excruciating. Even if he returned to his house free, no one would care about his condition. Ardi is certainly busy working, while Celline will certainly feel happy if he sees his half-brother looks sad.
"Miss ...."
Budi ran over to his young lady, still so small and cute, he thought. I can't see why his employer married a minor like this.
"Non why?"
"It hurts, sir, his legs are hard to walk."
Spoiled, even in a trusted driver Radha's family-in-law is as pampered as that. Her cute face makes Budi heartless, her nose is now reddened and her eyes look wet.
"You want me to carry, Non?"
"No, Radha is heavy."
Radha shook her head slowly, but her heart said "Take me, Uncle." At the hospital it was not too pronounced, somehow when Gian treated it as if the wound felt twice as painful.
"No problem, Non, the main door is still far away."
True, the courtyard of the house was too big. Even Radha felt unable to walk further to enter the house.
Like the son of SD who was carried by his uncle, so Radha is today. His black backpack bears witness to how spoiled and weak Radha is today.
Even the owner of the dimple asked himself why he felt so weak. Although this kind of thing he had felt for a long time, but Budi's small attention made Radha stunned. Given how hard he's gotten Papa's attention since the man remarried.
Jelita who has been struggling with her kitchen utensils since then panicked not playing when she saw Radha in a sling Budi. With bandages on both knees and arms, this is really serious, Jelita thought.
"Rathea!!"
"Oh my God, what's the matter, sir?" jelita asked, examining every inch of Radha's body that looked alarming.
Layla approached Jelita who was now sitting next to Radha who was sitting so limp while carrying a glass of mineral water.
"Honey, drink first," said Jelita can not hide his worries, want to ask a lot of course now is not the time.
A glass of water was a toilet just like that, he was indeed really thirsty at this moment. Many things made him feel thirsty, he was really tired.
"Good thanks, Ma."
Radha confirmed her sitting position, feeling disrespectful with her beautiful in-laws. He closed his eyes and smiled again as if everything was fine.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?"
"Ehm, accident, Ma."
"What?!! Why can you, Radha?"
"Abian goes against me, Ma, so hit him."
In such a state Radha still showed her neat teeth, even Jelita shook slowly to look at the Son-in-law.
Shit, Radha bit her lip for a moment. He forgot he should have lied. In order to fulfill his promise to Abian, Radha asks Adji, the driver assigned to pick her up to return in the afternoon.
"And Mama said, Adji will pick you up. Why go home with someone else? Did Adji forget yes,"
Jelita stared far out of the house, of course he would interrogate the handsome driver. As soon as Radha was worried, she was afraid that this would be Jelita's tantrums to her.
"Ehm, no, Ma. I've been seeing her, but Radha hasn't done her job. So Radha asked Adji to come home first."
Yaps, that reason might be better for Radha to dodge this time. He does not want between himself and Adji also exposed to problems that could endanger one of them.
"Oh, is that it, Radha?"
"Ehm, yes, Ma. Actually," said Radha reassuringly, by displaying puppy eyes that make it more cute.
"Ck, is it possible that the schedule is wrong?" jelita asked inwardly scrutinizing the beautiful face of her daughter-in-law, the child was too innocent where perhaps she would lie, Jelita thought.
"What about the bad ones? Still young?" Jelita switched the conversation, because for him who is the perpetrator who made his son-in-law in such a way he should know more clearly.
"He's fine, Ma, he's all grown up, Eh OLD even."
Jelita held back a laugh as Radha explained it with stifled emotions. It seems clear he was so upset, emphasis the word Tua so Radha ini.
"Two? Papa's age?"
Radha shook her head, eager to complain at length that her brash husband was the cause of her like this. It's just, to complain about it, Radha is powerless. The sharp gaze and coldness of the man seemed to be a threat to him even though it was unreachable to the eye.
"Hem, what's as old as your Grandpa?"
"My mom, it's not that old."
"Then like who?"
"Like, Brother Gian."
Radha answered cautiously, looking softly at her bead and showing no anger or anything suspicious about what happened a few hours ago.
"God, if he can't drive properly, at that age should understand the safety of others more than anything."
Jelita clucked in wonder, thinking about the behavior of young people today who really as good as possible. Fortunately he educated Gian so hard as a child, thought Jelita sure the Son would not be like the man Radha told him.
"Yes, Ma, Radha also wonder why there are such humans ...."
"Mama!!"
The familiar voice barged in, stopping Radha's words that were swearing at her crazy husband. The two women of different ages were now staring compactly at the owner of the voice.
Tbc
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