One Night Stand With Brother In Law

One Night Stand With Brother In Law
Chapters. 25 All Fake


Farida threw the fourth pile of clothes in front of her eyes.


"Do you always have to wear a skirt?" he was annoyed at everyone in front of him.


"If you want to look beautiful and attractive then the answer is 'yes'," Hanafi replied firmly.


"We can wear a white shirt and trousers" Farida said. It's not her style to look feminine all the time. She is happy with casual model clothes.


"At the front there are many beautiful women who are sexy to snatch the Emperor from his wife's side. If you just look ordinary then it will be far from your imagination" said Uyun.


Farida sighed. Then sit down lazily in the chair.


"You still remember with your desire then you have to sacrifice a lot to get it, the big desire must be accompanied by a big sacrifice as well" Ryan added.


"Let's just wear this and make your first day working there a great thing." Uyun gives a white blouse that matches the white span skirt as well as a toska-colored blazer.


"White again?"


"Emperor likes white and this color combination makes your skin more bright. Do you know, you're beautiful, prettier than your sister."


"Don't tell me he's my brother! You're not going to kill your own sister" said Farida, who was seen still with deep wounds.


He took the dress and brought it into the room. Moments later he came out with a different look from a few minutes ago.


"This is just my sister," said Hanafi smilingly looking at Farida. However, deep within his eyes he was like hiding something.


"You're satisfied!" Everyone laughed looking at Farida's annoyed face.


"In a few hours we should be at the office. Come on, now we're leaving!'' bring Erick.


"She, aren't you going to drive me?" Farida always gets more spirit when together with Hanafi because the man can always arouse the sparkle of his life.


"No, I'm home. I want to rest because I just got home at four o'clock."


"Yes, we've all delivered Maulana."


"Where's the kid?"


"Lana, where are you, son?" call Farida.


"It's in the car" replied Uyun. "He was so upset that he had waited so long."


Farida smile. He picked up the bag and put on high heels and quickly ran out.


"If we leave ten minutes ago then I won't be late" said Maulana, who sat behind the wheel.


Farida smiled and hugged the child, "Sorry, was Uyun's mother forcing me to change clothes?"


Maulana looked towards Farida with a strange look. "Where are you going?"


"Working?"


"With that skirt? Is it not shameful? The mother of a teacher of a woman is obliged to close her aura. My female friends also partially wear veils. Her mothers also they wear clothes ....''


Maulana looked towards Uyun.


"Like Uyun's mother," pointed Maulana judgmentally. Uyun and Erick who were already sitting in the front seat of the car could only hold a smile. The car starts speeding towards the new Maulana school to Farida's workplace.


"He's been getting smarter since school" Farida said.


"I'm a school to be smarter because there's a place to learn. So knowing which is good and right, that's what Master Aisyah taught."


"So I was wrong to wear these clothes?"


Elsewhere, at the same time.


The Emperor stared at the dining table and took turns toward Cantika, who was carrying a tray of food. He had neatly used his work clothes, but an apron was attached to his slim body.


"It looks like the sun is rising from the west today" the Emperor said with a circus. He drew closer to Alisa and kissed her forehead.


"Morning, Honey."


"Good morning, Dad."


Cantika ignored the Emperor's remarks, he prepared a coffee billowing at the table, and drew the chair that the Emperor used to sit in.


"I've prepared your coffee" Cantika said.


The Emperor sat down and stared at the pile of sandwiches on the table.


"I'm preparing an egg sanwich, it might feel a little strange but I tried to make it myself earlier."


"Miss, until exposed to the edge of teflon when cooking it," said the new cook who came to bring a glass of milk for Alisa.


"Why do you bother cooking it yourself? Why would I pay a master chef if you do everything yourself" the Emperor quipped.


Cantika pursed her lips tightly. The Emperor once asked him to occasionally cook only to answer if it would only hurt him anyway they had already paid the chef dearly. What if it is still done alone?


"Alisa do you want this toast or sandwich?" ask Cantika gently. This makes Alisa stunned because this time Cantika is very caring about her.


"Where, um that's the sandwich Mom cooked, it looks good."


Cantika put one piece of sandwich on Alisa's plate. He was also about to put another sandwich on the Emperor's plate, but the man refused.


His hand was holding a cell phone like he was contacting someone.


"Okey, I'll be here early. You just wait."


"Sorry, I have to go first. There's a problem in the office that needs to be addressed immediately."


Cantika nodded sadly. While the Emperor chose to go directly from the dining room without drinking his coffee the slightest item.


"Mom, Dad has been very busy lately and often comes home at night. If I sleep, Dad usually comes home, but now he doesn't. I miss her" Alisa said sadly.


Cantika smiled wryly. She hugged Alisa, then kissed her head. In his heart felt guilty for ignoring his biological daughter. It is not without reason that he did it, all because his father was sick after the events of six years ago that caused him to desperately defend the company owned by his family.


"Mom saw that I had finished the sandwich" said Alisa. This child is indeed very understanding and even looks mature compared to his age. Alisa rarely acts spoiled. Maybe because he knew his parents were busy.


"You are indeed Mom's greatest child" Cantika said.


Alisa laughed happily. I don't know what goes into her mother but she really likes this change and hopes that this will be done forever, not just in the morning alone.


"Alisa, let Mom take you to school" Cantika said.


Instead of answering yes, the child even looks hesitant to look at Cantika.Fear the woman's emotions will change a few seconds later.


"Mom's not going to the office?"


"After delivering you" replied Cantika.


"Will it be too late?" ask again to make sure that everything is true.


"Of course ... You seem even unhappy, indeed why if Mom takes Alisa to school?"


"Ehm... ehm .. do this because of dad right? You guys want to split up, right?" guess Alisa surprised Cantika. Where does this child know his parents' problems. Since when?