My Husband's Beloved Concubine!
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"But sir, I just want Sifa" Purwati said.

“Only yes ma'am,” entertain Rio.

Visible Purwati only nodded despite looking a bit of a disappointed streak on her face. After saying goodbye to Mom and Dad, Rio also drove the car slowly back to Madiun.

From afar Rio saw Dimas was calling someone, while his wife Maya was watering a harmonious plant once a couple.

"Am I going to experience it with Sifa too? But my heart is doubtful and worried! Can I love him? But if not with Sifa then who am I married to? In Madiun I did not know women at all, my focus was just to work and develop business! No one has made this heart shake like Via once did, perhaps because being too quiet does not get along easily with everyone causing me to still struggle with the past," Rio said in his heart.

'Tin' Rio's laxing his car a sign of arrival. Dimas waved at Rio while continuing the conversation on his phone, Maya running small towards Rio's car.

“Yeay by-by! What did you bring Boss?” ask Maya.

Maya is like Rio's own sister. Descending from Rio's car directly opened the back trunk, Maya helps Rio take down the food from Purwati, her nose kembis kisses the aroma of cooking that sounds delicious.

“Soto nih, same satay tukri! Eat well and cook! Pahh angelin dong! Laper!” maya orders her husband Dimas.

“May's nose, ae mambu good handing (just know good food)! Don't carry your heavy-weight emanate! Bring it, others don't bring it!” rio's orders.

He couldn't bear to see Maya's tiredness carrying all the luggage. Only Maya was the only woman other than Via who could make Rio familiar without any familial lineage. Dimas approached Rio.

“Where's boss? Thank God the trip smoothly abis tel the driver! Boss mending we will look for TL (Tour Leader) deh so let's like a professional service bureau or want to take another EO for a while, let's be our stepping stone," suggested Dimas.

Rio nodded in agreement.

"I've been thinking about that idea for a long time! But I am still worried because there is less relationship here," said Rio.

"Behold, Boss, we'll search the road!" sahut Dimas's.

Rio was still thinking about all his mother said about Sifa. He knew very well that his mother had a firm stand and a firm heart. No matter how much Rio tried to make her forget about this matchmaking would definitely be in vain, her mother would definitely charge her every call. After changing into Rio clothes towards the kitchen looking for Dimas, there was only Maya being cool eating soto while looking at her HP.

“May, Which dimas?” ask Rio.

“Tuh drink ice in front, until you want? Not making but not eating first yes,” Maya offers.

“Fryin jackfruit all yes May, who brought the mother earlier! It's mateng that! Can you not, right? If I can't help you! After all when to finish eating if while playing HP! focus on eating first,” Rio's nagging.

“Yes bring very Mas Dimas cake! The rival bring it? Instead of peeling doang can, easy! Come on, I'll make it! In front of there! Ngrusuhi mas Rio!” said Maya while driving Rio away.

Rio walked looking for Dimas to the front, he looks cool with his HP playing Mobile Legend game. Rio pulled the chair next to him, letting him finish the game while looking towards the plants that Maya had recently planted. Various frangipani flowers, orchids, bougenvil thrives in the yard of the house makes the mind cooler and cool when looking at it.

Rio's mind floated, how should he answer his mother's request. Rio was afraid that if he remained married it would hurt Sifa if he could not love that woman forever. But Rio was also unable to see the disappointed face of his mother so many times. Because just this time his mother pleaded with Rio.

“Bos! The boss! Woy Boss, get summoned! Nglamun what? Saturation later,” reprimand Dimas.

Rio flinched in shock from his daydream. It seems Dimas has finished the game and put the HP next to the laptop.

“I'm confused Dim,” says Rio.

“Why? Have you met the candidate?” ask Dimas.

Rio nodded slowly.

“Cantics? Samean's fascinated? Persambet? Why diem anyway?” urged Dimas because he was very curious.

“Boro-boro Dim can see his face! Wong skin any color I don't know! He was wearing a veil and wearing a long shirt!" Rio.

"Oh yeah do you remember the study of that soul mate?" ask Rio.

"That old, sloppy old town?"

"Hm yes! It turned out that he was Ustad's son," Rio said.

“Good to Mas instead! Hijrahmu can be maximum not half again! How can I get a candidate like that? Where are you from?” ask Dimas again.

“Say subscription buy ganongan, he mondok make souvenirs typical of Indonesia to his friends abroad! Moreover, he's a child of Ustad as well, so smitten deh My mother,” said Rio.

“La keep what's the problem? Haven't seen his face, have you?”

“Say I told tuker biodata, he met yesterday too! Lah I diem, he diem both pendiem to! I doubt Dim, can I love him? She is so different from Via, I want a great partner! Not only beautiful, but she can make me cheerful, imagine having a quiet wife I've had goosebumps,” said Rio.

Dimas took a glass of iced tea and drank it.

“Until when do you want to keep imagining the past? Try first! If you haven't tried, no one knows, right? Do not Via you make a benchmark as your idol woman Mas! Wrong, to the end of the world you won't find it!” reprimand Dimas.

They were silent to each other, drifting in each other's minds.

“Every body how are you! Chef-style fried jackfruit Maya is not an estimate! Unmatched pleasure ready to be enjoyed” shouted Maya idle them both who are cool to daydream.

Maya comes with a plate of fried jackfruit that is still smoking. Rio smiled, what a silly couple Dimas and Maya are.

“Heh Maya KW cepet rub your stomach, amit-amit jabang bayik ojo nurun anak putuku mbah” said Dimas while showing his stairs rubbing his distended stomach.

Rio was just laughing looking at the manner of the two of them. The house is always crowded if there are both of them. They chatted lightly until the sound of the Adhan arrived, Rio say goodbye to them to pray first.

"O Allah, O Robb, my Lord Jesus, on this red prayer mat I rest, pleading with this heart that the path I have chosen is not wrong! I don't know even though I'm gamang but still I run the advice of mom and Dimas to try to get to know Sifa more deeply! May you ease the path! Amin," Rio's prayer in his prostration.

Although Rio's heart was still doubtful yet it didn't hurt to try. After being satisfied with the title for almost a week. Rio decided to make a CV of himself.

Rio opened the laptop on the work desk. Start typing biodata, complete with photos like applying for a job. Tomorrow the plan he will go home to Ponorogo bring this biodata, hopefully able to make the mother happy.

"Oh my God, I intend all for the sake of parents" said Rio.

Rio drove the car drove towards the road of his house. Suhadi seemed to be stroking his pet rooster in the background of the yard.

"Assalamualaikum, sir!" rio exclaimed after getting out of the car.

"Waalaikumsalam, did you come home suddenly? What's up?" ask Suhadi.

"You're handing over Mr.'s bio-dara," Rio replied.

"Are you really sure?" ask Suhadi.

"Think about Le again" Suhadi continued.

"Why sir?" ask Rio.

"According to the Javanese count you and Sifa will......"

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