My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTERS 178. Complicated Husband
In fact, this afternoon Gian spent quite a lot of time. Busy struggling with his work until the man forgot that it was dark. Reyhans warned, but the man asked Reyhans to leave him.
Of course with the reason Radha who is still with his mother, even though he came home Radha also can not be with him immediately. So, it's better for Gian to finish his job first.
"Ah, my head is getting sicker," complained Gian massage his temples, indeed his work is enough to make his head and eyes hurt more.
He looked back, the view of the city at night looks beautiful room. He stretched his muscles for a moment before leaving the room.
The warm tea that Reyhans had given him was already a little cold, but Gian was still upright. He pulled the corner of his lips realizing how Reyhans' attention sometimes tickled his heart.
"You're still the same, fine but I'm scared, Reyhans."
Taking cover from behind the good word, Gian is traumatized by the good figures in his life. How many people are convinced that they will always be by his side, in fact all slashing at one time.
Somehow true, but what became Gian's belief the affair between Adinda and Reyhans as long as he was lying in the hospital was real, not to mention Adinda's confession saying that she wanted more and Gian was unable to give it.
A reason that Gian really does not understand where his fault is. What is the main cause while everything Gian has given to the woman, what is less than him so that Reyhans becomes his comparison in the heart of Adinda.
"Hm, forget .. I better go home, my wife will be waiting."
Alone, he would rather drive alone than be provoked by emotions again because Reyhans was by his side. Yes, although still his emotions remain because of other things, stuck for example.
"Must I go on a private jet tomorrow? It sucks."
There is no day without nagging, because Gian's life is indeed from childhood as it is. Living with Randy since he was a toddler trained his lips even beat the capacity of women.
During the trip, Gian mixed feelings. He looked to his left side, the street vendors that Radha liked were still lined up there.
Even things as small as this make Gian only remember his wife, how his behavior, how his laughter remember clearly.
His journey to Randy's residence was hampered long enough. Some of the reasons made Gian choose another path because of fear of the dark, there is-there indeed. He was even willing to turn around because the street lights in that place were completely dead.
"Why can they live in such a dark place? Terrible," Gian said with a feeling that was not okay.
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"Well, Gi? Kok didn't say Mama wanted to come here, good thing we both haven't come home." Jelita who opened the door was shocked to realize the arrival of her son.
"I picked up Zura, Ma ... kangen," he said as he looked back to look for his little fairy figure.
"Oh my goodness, how many hours are there." Jelita smiled warmly, she grabbed the paper bag that Gian handed over, I don't know what it contained.
"Make Zura the same Caterine, Mama next time yes," he said before Jelita shouted in excitement when she saw the contents.
"Pick your love, Gi."
Jelita was joking, where perhaps she really thought her son was favoritism. He peeked, the same dress with a different color Gian, just like an older brother who brought souvenirs to his sister.
Stepping in, he patiently waited for his wife to come out of Caterine's room. I don't know what Radha is doing now, she's just waiting on the living room couch.
The second step of the woman began to sound, Gian with a style that remained as a cold man did not show excessive expression. Focus with the phone in his hand, but now his soul is screaming for a hug.
"Sister just got home? Where's malem?" tanya Radha now sat down by her husband's side.
"Hm, little overtime brother," Gian replied now closing his phone, putting the flat object back in his pocket.
"Rackey dong?"
Gian pulled the corner of the lips, a question Radha should have known the answer to without asking. The man stared fixedly at his wife's face, a sincere bead that Gian could not ignore.
"Solid, good. Caterine's a good one, right? I look like Gigi Hadid ... don't I?" With confidence, he admired himself since then, deliberately not removing it at all so that Gian can see his different appearance.
"Who's Gigi Hadid? Brother does not know," chirped Gian still staring strangely at his wife's face, really the color of the lips that make it look like a woman of the night very much disliked Gian.
"Ih time does not know si, his girlfriend Zayn malik," explained Radha as if the world-class model was his family.
"Not his girlfriend, has broken up with Zayn," said Gian who unknowingly also turned out to know more than Radha.
"Well, he said he didn't know but knew the rumors."
Caterine who witnessed how they only laughed so satisfied, Gian's face was very serious, but, what he said was really the peak of comedy for Caterine.
"Sir Gian, Zayn malik who's the man?"
"Tip kulon, Ra .. where do you know."
"Hahaha ... haphazardly!!"
"Yes, don't ask your sister that's why."
Simple talk, but make the atmosphere in the room live instantly. Not to mention when the two women tried Gian's dress to buy some time ago, there were Radha protests that made him unable to hold back laughter.
"Sister, the shirt is good .. but why my waist feels bigger yes," said Radha with her bent face, she felt a big change in her life, whether her feelings or indeed real.
Standing side by side with Caterine who has a tall and slim body, making Radha feel more like a yakult bottle. Not to mention, the shape of the dress is the same only different sizes and colors.
"Well, you're a normal puberty."
"Ih so evil his mouth, cropping ... Brother thinks I'm dough or something."
"You're beautiful, Ra .. Don't look at me so, my body bones all so you feel great."
As someone who understands women's feelings, Caterine calms Radha down in her own way. He did not want to make Radha slumped, although the sentence that Gian chose was rather sensitive if heard by women.
"Hahaha, Zura .. how tall are you?" As if satisfied with the face of Radha who felt more tormented, Gian teased him more.
"Five acres!! Satisfied?!!"
"The hectare, the width of the dong, dear."
Instead of making Gian aware, the answer is actually putting him in a bully position. Radha hasn't had such a shitty question in a long time.
"Ck, Gian .. don't get used to you, don't look at his wife's lips so much." Jelita throws her son with the cushion of the sofa in annoyance at seeing Gian's satisfied laughter over Radha's suffering.
"Liat, here's my dear brother to make more manyun." Yeah, maybe the most annoying creature category is Gian for Radha.
"Patience, Ma'am .. hold your emotions." Caterine who realized there would be a tiger mosquito was only able to say that even though now he was hard to payan hold his laughter.
"Mama!!!" 😫
"Such a cry, Neng ... Mating's sister wants to?" goda Gian who makes Radha want to pull the lips of her husband.
"Gian!! Mama sew your mouth?"
"If in sewing Zura gabisa rasain kiss her husband again dong, Ma."
It really sucks, there's just an answer coming out of Gian's lips. No matter Radha's face that had been flushed with emotion, it was now flushed even more with domineering shame.
"Oh my God, aaakhh Caterine went to the room, it hurt my head a lot." Jelita gives up, it seems Radha can only defend herself, if she intervenes, the disease relapses later.