My Husband Sold My Uncle
CHAPTER 23. Ketoprak Cheating

"We must think of a plan, so that Alma does not win in the company's lawsuit tomorrow, otherwise we will fall poor," Arlan looked at Ishaya who was thinking.

Actually, the burden of Ishaya's mind has really piled up at this time, while Arlan had been pacing back and forth because Alma's threat to her was really real.

Ishaya who saw that just stared in annoyance then stopped Arlan. "Lan! Relax, if you're panicking like this, I'm gonna think."

Arlan looked at Ishaya. "Think how else, you're already the heir to your Papa company."

"It's all your fault, every time we play you play with security, the end of the break is right, now I'm pregnant."

Ishaya clucked in annoyance, she hated the current state of affairs so much, she was already unable to think clearly anymore.

"You're just killing your stuff."

Hearing Arlan's suggestion made Ishaya glare at the man who was the owner of the seed within her.

/Plack/Voice Slap.

Ishaya slaps Arlan in annoyance which makes Arlan turn his face by holding the side of the cheek that Ishaya just slapped.

"You're crazy well, even though this kid is the cause of all this, but he's our kid, I'm afraid you know how you're going to be responsible."

Arlan stared intently at Ishaya, he then walked sitting on the sofa with his left leg propping up on his right leg. "We have to think of a plan so that Alma doesn't come in tomorrow's hearing."

Ishaya thinks for a moment that she's thinking of a way to make Alma fail to come to the hearing tomorrow.

"I know.".

Arlan looked at Ishaya, Ishaya walked over and approached Arlan then whispered something, Arlan who got the idea then smiled slowly.

"When are we going to start?" tanya Arlan agrees to Ishaya's idea.

"Now."

Meanwhile, after a conversation with the connotation of a blunt debate giving up between Dirga and Alma, there was no more conversation between them.

"You want lunch, first?" asked Arlan glanced at Alma.

Alma looked at Dirga completely. "We're not going back to the office?"

"Later, it's lunchtime. What do you want to eat?" ask Dirga to Alma.

"Ketoprak" replied Alma putting the phone in her bag.

"Kedubrak?" Dirga frowned at Alma's reply.

"Ketoprak, Om." replied Alma confirming. "To-To-Shelf."

"Passhole."

"Whatever Om, deh."

"Come, Om!" invite Alma to reach the car door handle to open it.

"You sure?" dirga asked staring fixedly at Alma.

"Knew!" Alma got off the car leaving Dirga.

Dirga resigned, he walked after Alma who made both of them are now in the five-foot tent.

"Mas, as usual, but two portions well," Alma ordered ketoprak to the seller who seemed to be very familiar with Alma.

Soon two plates of ketoprak had been presented before the two of them, Alma who was hungry immediately devoured his ketoprak while Dirga did not flinch at all.

"Eat, Om."

Alma rebuked Dirga who did not touch his food earlier, Alma grabbed Dirga's plate then prepared the ketoprak from Dirga's own plate, Dirga was forced to open his mouth and eat the ketoprak.

"Enak, right?"

Dirga was still chewing trying to feel the taste for a moment Dirga nodded then started scooping herself.

"I thought of something" said Dirga suddenly who made Alma look at him.

"What?"

"When I and Ishaya get divorced, I want to open the ketoprak outlite, what do you think?"

"Agree, the name of the outlit Ketoprak Cheating," replied Alma origin who made Dirga smile softly.

Seeing that Alma immediately enthusiastically caught Dirga smiling. "Om if you smile, you're handsome."

Hearing that Dirga immediately drew her smile and drank the water in a panic. "Medes."

"Not using chili, Om."

Dirga.

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