My husband is not for me
Chapter 11 The Feast of Mr. Smith.

"You guys ready?" ask Ny. Arsy medalam news Maira and Arhand.

"Waaah, sweetie, is this really you?, really pretty," pangling Mrs. Arsy when he saw the appearance of his daughter-in-law who looked very beautiful.

"Thank you Mam. We are ready too. We want to go" said Maira smiling.

"Well, honey, you guys be careful. And remember Arhand. Take good care of Mama's beautiful daughter-in-law, if anything less Mama will teach you a lesson. You got it, right?" said Ny. Arsy always wanted his son to take care of his wife.

Arhand rolled his eyes lazily. "If so, why don't Magma just go, and take care of it directly," said Arhand coldly.

Maira instantly closed her eyes, her heart being scratched back by her own husband.

"Papa .." cried Mrs. Arsy who made Arhand give up.

"Yes, yes, Arhand will" said Arhand lazily.

"That's donk," said Mrs. Arsy was happy, he did not give her the expression of the face of his son who was upset.

"Honey, have fun there, hum, " said Mrs. Arsy is soft, very different when talking to Arhand who is his biological son.

Maira nodded her head, and smiled. "Yes, Mum."

"Come," said Arhand and walked out of the room first.

"Grand!" call Mrs. Arsy was upset, he stared intently at his son. He could have forgotten his beautiful wife, and walked first.

Arhand turned around with a lazy expression. "What else, Mama?" ask jengah.

"Take your wife," she ordered. Arsh.

Arhand turned back and continued his steps without holding Maira's hand, but he had to turn around and hold Miara's hand when Mama again wanted to call the Papa.

"Mr ..."

"Ok, ok, Arhand. Mama, satisfied?" arhand was upset.

"Very," said Mrs. Arsy smiled very satisfied.

Arhand only showed his flat face, without wanting to argue with the same.

"You go" said Mrs. Arsy asked the two to leave immediately.

"Assalamualaikum, Mam," said Maira's parting to her in-laws.

"Waalaikumsalam, dear," replied Mrs. Arsh.

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"Sister, how much longer do I have to wait," cried Azlan who was tired of waiting for his brother who had been preparing.

Clarisa walked out of the room, then walked towards Azlan and her Mama. "Yes, yes, this brother is done. Can't really wait to be a person" Clarisa grumbled.

"So I can't wait?, I've been waiting for Brother, it's been almost two hours" Azlan said annoyed.

"Where it is" said Clarisa who did not feel that long.

Mrs. Nadia saw that her two children were going to quarrel quickly overshadowed the two. "Already, already. Why are you fighting. Go quickly," said Mrs. Nadia to her children.

"Tau nih, Azlan Mam," said Clarisa resentfully staring at her brother's cynicism.

"Clarisa, already, already. Do not need to blame each other everything," said Mrs. Nadia again.

"Come, Uncle," said Rian holding Azlan's hand.

"Come, Boy," Azlan said and walked first to the car.

"Azlan .. wait for big brother," said Clarisa upset but Azlan kept walking out.

"Ma, Clarisa go first" Clarisa told her mother.

"Yes, Honey. Be careful, Dad" said the mother.

"Yes, Mama. Assalamualaikum," Clarisa said again.

"Getishalight."

They set off, punching his destination, Smith's House. After a few minutes Azlan's car had reached Mr. Smith's yard, Azlan parked his car in a place that has been provided.

"Come, come down Brother," Azlan said, opening the door for his brother.

"Wait a minute Big Brother's dress stuck," said Clarisa trying to remove her dress that was stuck.

"So great, Brother."

"No need to say a lot to help you, it's much more useful," said Clarisa upset to hear her sister grumbling continuously.

"Yes, yeah. Here I see," Azlan said, putting shopping in the car to check on his sister's dress.

Azlan and Clarisa walk in after the dress drama. Inside the room was filled with important people. Clarisa and Will join each other like a married couple, while Rian walks santri in front of them, very cool.

"Welcome, Young Master Dirga, Young Miss Dirga," welcome Mr and Mrs Smith.

Azlan welcomed Mr. Smith's hand, while Clarisa welcomed Mrs Smith's embrace. "Thank you, Mr. Smith. And congratulations on the wedding anniversary, Mr and Mrs Smith."

"Thank you, Miss," said Mrs Smith, taking off her arms.

"And well Papa and Mama leave an apology, because he can not attend, because Papa's condition is not possible to come," Clarisa said again.

Mrs Smith, smile. "No problem. You guys have come it's been quite enough. And well please enjoy the party we will welcome other invited guests first," he said.

"Of course, ma'am," Clarisa said with a sweet smile.

"Excuse me" said Mrs Smith.

"Mama," call Rian pull up her Mama's dress.

Clarisa looked down at her son. "Yes, Honey. What's up?" tanyanya gently.

"Lian wants that cake?" clarisa asked pointing to the cake her son had pointed at.

Rian nodded his head. "Yes." Yeah."

"alright. Lian wait here with Uncle, Mama will take the cake," said Clarisa rubbed her son's hair.

"Yes, Mama," Rian said with a smile.

"Let me, brother" said Azlan, who wanted to take the cake.

"No need to let it be brother. You just sit down and take care of Rian" Clarisa said, then walked to the cake table.

In the midst of the festive party all the invited guests were amazed by the presence of a beautiful woman, walking very nods from the door.

"Beautiful" said the more one looked at the astonishment of the woman standing at the door.

"Woah, very pretty," said another.

"Jeng, who's that beautiful woman?" ask one of Mrs Smith's friends.

Madam Smith shook her head. "I don't know either."

"But Jeng who invited, Jeng Smith joked," said another.

"Truth Jeng, I don't know him. But I only invited our friends, and my husband's business associates," said Mrs Smith, staring at the woman standing in the doorway.

Amidst much speculation, Arhand walked very coolly with his cold face and stood beside Maira.

"Come," said Arhand gave his hand to hold his wife.

They walked over to the party owner. "Mr Blanco, congratulations on your wedding Anniversary" Arhand said flatly to Mr. Smith.

Mr. Smith shook Arhand's hand. "Thank you, Mr. Blanco."

"You look so pretty, son. What's yourname?" ask Mrs Smith to Maira.

"Khumaira, Mistress. Congratulations on your wedding Anniversary," said Maira politely and then give the fruits of her hands that she down.

Madam receives tabgan Maira's fruit. "Thank you, honey," he said, then gave the parcel to his Maid.

"You look so pretty, son. You don't want to be a aunt's daughter-in-law?" ask one of Mrs Smith's friends.

"Hu," said Maira was surprised, even he was suddenly staring at the face of her husband who was still flat expression.

"You take it easy the aunt's son is also very handsome, he is also a hard worker, must be very suitable with you," said the beak woman.

"Don't want to, son. You know he likes to be angry, mending be a daughter-in-law Aunt's son is much more handsome, and very hardworking, he is also a doctor in a famous hospital, a doctor, and most importantly Auntie does not like "said another bayah woman but her speech must be cut off when Arhand immediately attacked her speech.

"She will not be a wife, because she is my wife, Mrs Arhand Blanco," Arhand said.

Everyone stupefied. "Ha," he said they were together. Shortly after, Madam Smith's chortle was heard.

"Mahaha ...Young master Blanco could have had a joke" said the woman.

"What's kidding?" arhand asked flatly looking at the bayah woman who was in front of him.

"Master Easy Blanco does look handsome, but there's no way this beautiful girl is your wife. Look at her so beautiful, shining, soft, and so nodding" she said, shaking her head and smiling.

Arhand's face immediately turned cold, seeing the change in the look of her husband's face, Maira held her husband's arm "We'll excuse me first," said goodbye to everyone.

"Yes, Honey. Enjoy the party, yes," said Mrs Smith.

"Thank you, Mrs Smith," Maira replied with a smile.

Maira walked towards one of the tables to be able to sit down, but her steps had to come to a halt when someone called her.

"Aunty Gorgeous."

Maira turned her head to the side and saw Rian running small towards her. "Eh, Rian."

"Aunty, Lian misses Aunty Beautiful," said Rian hugging Maira's leg tightly.

Maira equates her height. "Really?"

Rian nodded his head. "Yes." Yeah."

"Hi, Mr. Blanco," said Azlan, but Arhand ignored him, only showing his flat face.

"Hi, Maira," Azlan said to Maira.

Maira stood up again. "Hi, Mr. Dirga," Maira said with a smile.

"It's nice to see you again" Azlan said.

Maira nodded small. "Thank you."

"May I say something?" ask Azlan to Maira.

"Yes, please, Mr. Dirga. What do you want to ask?" maira asked smiling.

While Arhand who saw the interaction did not know why his chest was getting up and down, felt tight.

"You look so pretty tonight. Even your arrival creates a party atmosphere with compliments for you," Azlan said honestly.

Maira looked down embarrassed. "Alhamdulillah. Thank you, Mr. Dirga," she said, re-enforcing her head but her face could not hide her red hue, which made her look very beautiful.

"Oh, Mas," he groaned as his wrist was forcibly pulled Arhand away from there.

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Hi Readers, guess why Arhand's chest feels tight?, Doesn't he love his wife?, Why does he feel angry.

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