My maid Canduku 2
Part94

Trings.

Bimo picked up his phone that vibrated the sign of incoming messages.

"Honey, where are you going to eat?"

The corner of Bimo's lips was interested in forming a smile.

"My dear room attendant 😘.

Reply with a broad smile.

"Hah, can't believe I can be this sweet as Ale." Bimo put his phone back.

Half an hour is lunch time.

Tok.dok..

"Lake in."

"Dear." A voice that Bimo knew very well, Leina came to the office where her son worked.

Bimo stared lazily at the woman who was smiling sweetly behind his mother, but instead made him fed up.

"Well, tumben's here?" Bimo looked at his mother who was standing in front of him.

"Can't Mama visit Mama's own son?" Leina asked with an annoyed face.

His son is now increasingly annoying even to his own mother.

"By the way, if Mama comes alone." Bimo said impliedly to be satirical, glancing at Siera who stood not far from his mother.

Hearing Bimo's words made Siera upset, restraining her emotions.

It turned out that the man in front of him was very difficult to approach.

"You mean Siera can't come here? Leina looked at her son sharply.

Bimo just put his shoulder. "I'm not saying that, but it's good that you're conscious." His words were impassive without expression.

"You're really, Bim, you've been poisoned with that same woman's brain." Said Leina with an annoyed face mixed with anger.

Bimo frowned in disbelief at hearing the mother's words.

"What does Mama mean?"

When the atmosphere was tense, the door was knocked.

"Lake in."

When the door opened it was Alena.

"Sorry, I don't think there are any guests." Alena lowered her head and intended to turn around, because she saw the mother-in-law with the woman she was betrothed to.

"Dear, come here." Bimo stood up and walked past Mama and Siera who were staring at Alena.

"You brought our lunch." Bimo grabbed the bushel where the food Alena had prepared for the two of them.

Alena just nodded her eyes at her husband.she felt awkward and uncomfortable when the mother-in-law looked at her sharply.

Bimo takes Alena's hand to follow her .

"Why?" Bimo asked as Alena stopped in front of her mother.

Alena took off her hand that Bimo was holding.

"Mrs.." Alena greeted and extended her hand to crucify Leina's hand.

"Currently, don't be so good in front of your husband." Leina stared at the cynical Alena. "Because you're my son turned against me."

Deg

"Mah.." Bimo did not believe what his mother said.

"Why, the reality is so right, you now like to break Mama's words because of her." Leina pointed at Alena's face with a furious face.

"Well, not begit_" Alena grabbed Bimo's arm, so that her husband wouldn't talk.

"Why?" Leina looked at her son with anger. "You've been blinded in love with this shameless poor girl." Leina's hand pushed onto Alena's shoulder.

"Well, Enough." Bimo hugged his wife's shoulder. "Like to dislike Alena's already my wife, and Mama has no right to insult her." Bimo said firmly with eyes restraining anger. If it wasn't her mother who spoke, she would have finished it off.

Alena's hand touched Bimo's shoulder. "Bim, I've.you don't yell at Mama." Alena tried to temper her husband's emotions.

"If Mama comes just to insult my wife, you better go."

"Dog.." Alena shook her head.

"Remember, until any time Mama won't approve of you, and you." Leina pointed at Alena's face. "Don't expect to be a daughter-in-law in our house.

Leina left with anger out of Bimo's room.

He felt that now Bimo had become a slave of Alena, even his son dared to yell and throw him out.

Siera stared at Alena at a glance, and followed Leina who was walking out.

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"Darling, you shouldn't have to talk rudely to your Mama." Alena touched Bimo's arm and stroked him.

Bimo was still silent with the nose on his nose, he did not expect if his mother did not accept the presence of Alena who was already his wife.

Though he knew his mother who never compared someone.

"Darling.." Alena who saw her husband daydream also touched her face. "Look at me." Alena's eyes stared fixedly at Bimo's black eyeballs. "Remain assured, Mama only needs time to be able to accept my presence, Because of our sudden marriage and not known by Mama, they have the right to be angry and disappointed. But I'm sure that if Mama is a good mother it just takes time to accept my presence." Alena smiled, a smile to calm her husband who thought of her.

"Never get tired, never stop trying to convince Mama that you are my choice, the best woman I love so much." Bimo stroked Alena's cheek.

"I'll keep trying, don't worry." Alena smiled.

"Thank you." Bimo kissed Alena's forehead.

"Let's eat." Alena looked at the circular clock in her husband's hand. "Live thirty minutes of my time off." Alena.

Bimo just smiled. "You're Bimo Bagaskara's mistress there's no limited time."

Alena opened her lunchbox with two menus and cooking and white rice.

"That smells good, dear." Bimo smelled such an appetizing scent.

"Well, let's eat, I want a bribe." Alena had scooped up the rice to feed Bimo.

Bimo happily opened his mouth.

"Nake?" Ask Alena.

"Whatever my wife's hand cooks must be delicious."

"Gombal." Alena smiled.

Bimo's hand grabbed the spoon that Alena was holding.

"Yes." Bimo feeds Alena.

Alena blushed getting the sweet treatment of her husband, although not the first time she always felt loved.

The tension that had occurred earlier had now turned warm.

Alena always displays a smile, a smile that is always sweet.

But there was sadness in her heart, when her mother-in-law clearly scolded and insulted her.

This time she had to try to convince her mother-in-law and accept her as a daughter-in-law.

"Darling, have you decided where we're going on our honeymoon?"

Bimo stroked the head of Alena who was leaning against his chest.

now the two are in Bimo's private room, having spent lunch together.

"Yank, not yet." Alena's finger went down her husband's chest using her index finger.

"How about Paris?" Ask Bimo.

"Paris?"

"Yes, it's famous for romantic country."

Say it by occasionally peeping Alena's head.

"May, but I've never been out of yank country." Alena's finger drew a random pattern shape on the chest of her husband's field.

"No problem, then let Daniel take care of all his files, and now you have to take care of the one down there who's up." Bimo looked at Alena full of asking.

Alena looked down, and sure enough, the pants that Bimo was wearing were bulging.

"Iss.you're such a pervert yank." Alena hit her husband's chest with her lips pursed.

"I'm just as perverted as you are dear." Bimo immediately turned Alena's body under him.

The two make out with an intoxicating passion.