Patience of the Son-in-law

Patience of the Son-in-law
Chapter 15 - Towards Marriage


"The money you want I've transferred. From now on do not demand much because I do not get anything from the treasure of Atmajaya," said Mama Ida with a sharp tone on the phone with a mysterious man.


"Where do you get money today if not from the property of the Atmajaya family? You may owe it to your social friends. I know you Ida. Your egoism and prestige are very high. Your husband has lied to you. So I won't be able to deceive you because I'm not stupid like them" one man choked.


"I'm forced to owe the bank because of you. Use the money for business or work capital. Don't play the game just what you do. End up losing gambling until I get the sap," said Mama Ida furious.


"As long as your money goes well with me, my mouth will be silent. And I don't have to be tired of working. You already gave me a salary from a cover job. Isn't this the same as me working, too" said the man, laughing and hanging up the phone unilaterally.


Beeping...


"Basic blackmailer! Not his sister's a jerk all!" mama Ida squealed until she slammed her phone on the bed.


"How do I pay my installments to the bank? I don't want this house to be confiscated by the bank because I can't pay. All of this must be because of Aisha's actions so that Handika issued a strange will. You fucking son-in-law!" mama Ida said hatefully to Aisha.


Yes, Mama Ida was forced to borrow large enough funds to a bank and the main house letter of the Atmajaya family he made a guarantee of debt.


A month has passed, and,


Faizan has completed all his responsibilities in Bu Jihan's office. He also said goodbye to the owner of the company and several other colleagues because that day he would leave for Jakarta.


Many of the women in his office who put their hearts on him had to swallow a bitter pill because they were heartbroken to hear about Faizan's marriage. Blatantly unceremoniously, Faizan said that he resigned because he was getting married.


According to Faizan's promise to Aisha that since the two left the main house, Faizan brought a maid to look after Mama Ida. Aisha was relieved because her mother-in-law was there to take care of her at home.


Upon arrival in Jakarta, Faizan immediately lived in his private apartment. He deliberately did not live in the main house and only occasionally looked there to just see the condition of his stepmother.


Four months passed, and,


Atmajaya Corp's condition in Faizan's cold hands went quite smoothly. Some projects that had stalled or problems can finally be overcome properly.


But Faizan often felt disturbed by the insistence of Mama Ida to ask for company money in small quantities. Because Mama Ida complained that one month only given money of twenty-five million is certainly not enough for him.


Faizan once felt sorry so he reached into his personal pocket by transferring to his stepmother's personal account worth twenty million rupiah. But within two weeks the stepmother asked him for more money.


Faizan who was suspicious finally told his confidants to investigate the movements of his stepmother with anyone and anything he did out there so much money needed.


It has been almost five months since Handika's death, Aisha was in Sleman. There Aisha also chose to take a cake making course to fill her free time.


Actually he is very smart to make cakes only his ability long not honed finally when there is a chance then Aisha chose to take a course of cooking cakes.


Faizan did not dispute that, because he did not want to curb the desire of his future wife as long as it was still within the limits of fairness and good.


The communication between the two has been going pretty well all along. It was just that Aisha was still stricken with doubt and anxiety. Faizan was five years younger than him. Even many times Aisha advised Faizan to rethink if she married him.


However, Faizan always gave a firm and steady answer to make strange hisses begin to creep in Aisha's heart.


"Mas Handika, can I open my heart to Faizan as my future husband?" inner Aisha.


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