Pura Pura Wife
Chapter.33

The atmosphere at the breakfast table was very quiet, even quieter than usual. Everyone was silent, busy with forks and knives in their hands, no matter what everyone was thinking at the moment.

The quieter Dean than before he no longer interrupted the unkind words of Sorra or of his mother Deborah, he just kept quiet with occasional glances towards Miranda which looked even scarier than before.

Arlene stared one by one the faces of the people in the mention was creepy with a face that did not look friendly, friendly, compared to people who live in the village first who live with hospitality even though they are all mediocre compared to living in a luxurious mansion with complete facilities but no happiness in it.

Only Zoya looks cheerful, occasionally she teases Alleyah who is sitting in a special chair, or asks her about her opinion. Until breakfast ended just like that and changed into drinking tea together but also nothing changed, the atmosphere of a cup of tea together was not as usual.

Like there's something strange about them Dean is also quiet, usually he talks a lot and invites the emotions of his brother and mother, but this time it's not, looks like something happened after Dean and his grandmother spoke this morning. But what they talked about made this one family like the undead. Inner Arlene.

The tea ceremony ended very flatly everyone entered and drowned on their respective activities.no more insinuations mauoun swearing from Sorra against him, so did his mother who looked just like that when they passed each other.

Dean is taking time off from his job these few days, he's not going anywhere. And Arlene was still trying to get him to go with her.

"Deans. Come on, just take me a minute."

"I told you this morning Arlene, I can't . I don't want to and I don't want to. Don't you understand too? I don't want to because I'm definitely going to meet a lot of people. They probably won't recognize you, but they'll recognize Arlene" he said.

"Why are you so sorry?" great-grandson Arlene.

"Because you keep pushy and don't understand Arlene" he said again made Arlene speechless. I'm sorry Arlene, I really don't understand everything that's going on and what's going to happen in the future if I continue with you. I might forget Alexa, the woman I love and I promised to marry her. Inner Dean.

"Then I'll go alone!"

"It's up to you .. I won't ban you. But remember don't make things messy, okay." Dean's outstretched hand stroked her hair gently,

Both eyes also returned, however,

"I'm sorry Arlene."

Arlene nodded in disappointment, not knowing why she expected Dean to come along. But I don't know, maybe Arlene was hoping for more.

The 24-year-old woman is now getting ready, wearing a dress that she recently bought, not forgetting to polish her face as beautiful as possible. He also prepared the Alleyah that he would bring.

A maid was seen knocking on the door as she had just walked out of the bathroom.

"Master the car is ready, Mr. Dean." he exclaimed from outside the room.

"Yes well!" Dean, who was lying on the sofa, got up.

"navy ... You're going?"

"That car is for you, you'll also be accompanied by a maid who will help you take care of Alleyah,"

Arlene flipped over her body, "You don't have to do that, I can do it myself."

"Are you going to take a cab and bother taking care of Alleyah while your friends talk? It was obviously impossible to admit the rich to them. Just accept it." Dean sat back down, accompanying Alleyah who was sitting in a special chair toddler.

Arlene could no longer speak, she just stared at the strange Dean, his nature completely changed at will.

"Well Dean I understand, I'll never mention that I pretended to be your wife and lived in this fancy but creepy mansion!" sahut Arlene was upset, took Alleyah and came out of the room.

He went down the stairs with Alleyah who kept laughing, maybe the toddler was also happy to come out of the very creepy Mansion. A black luxury car was already waiting at the door, along with a middle-aged woman smiling towards him.

"Mrs Arlene is ready to go." said the maid to the driver who was behind the wheel.

Arlene is flabbergasted to see the luxury car prepared by Dean and the driver who will take her wherever she goes, the money has also entered her account. For that he can be satisfied with all the facilities he got from Dean.

Until finally both of them got into the car and headed to the place promised by Imelda and Sandra.

A very luxurious 5-star hotel, again Arlene flabbergasted, many years of living in Australia but do not know with this kind of luxury place.

The atmosphere from the outside was quite crowded, people dressed formally and the best appearance was seen at that time, things that Arlene did not know if all her alma mater friends when she was in college were there now.

Everyone was amazed when they saw Arlene coming out of the car with a short dress in maroon wrapped her tall body as high as ever, next to her, the maid, who was told by Dean to keep Alleyah from pushing the pram where Alleyah was asleep.

Arlene's arrival makes Imelda and Sandra stare a triumphant smile. They both approached and greeted him warmly.

Again Arlene must be amazed by the luxury of the party of the rich, not just the typical food of Australia that lined up neatly, colorful drinks are only found in 5-star hotels or the homes of wealthy people.

Oh, my God, this party is so fancy

"Hi Arlene, you've come apparently." Sapa Imelda was warm with both eyes glancing left and right.

"Where's your husband. You said you'd take her?" added Sandra.

"Ah yes ... Sorry my husband is busy, he has to go to work. It's not a holiday." he replied lying, of course Dean did not go away just like he was on leave.

"Ah you could have .. You must have made no. If your husband was rich and the owner of the company, he would have come here. Isn't that Sandra?"

Sandra nodded, "Is this your son?"

"Yes of course!" Arlene did not care what her two friends told her to come.

"But he doesn't look like you. Does he look like his father?" ask Sandra again.

"Yes that's it. I think a lot of people talk like that. He looks a lot like his father."

Sandra and Imelda nodded their heads "Then let's join the others, everyone is waiting for you from earlier Arlene."

"really?" Arlene followed the second step towards the laughing crowd.

"Yes of course, they're happy that you're having this party." Imelda chuckles. "It's a surprise for you, I'm throwing this party in your name. You must be happy to hear that." he added.

Arlene was shocked and heard the two of them say "Are you crazy? In my name?"