RANDOM HUSBAND

RANDOM HUSBAND
CHAPTER 66 - ACA PLAN


"Ma, that's very handsome." Ayna closed her mouth, while looking in awe at the tv screen. He was watching Drakor with his mother.


"Your father, youth used to look like that artist, Ay." Mama smiled remembering her youth long ago.


"Handsome dong, Ma." Ayna responded to Mama's words.


"Who's handsome?" Alex asked who came with Papa. They sit on the couch.


"Mama said to Ayna. When he was young, Papa looked like the Korean actor." Obviously Mama blinked one eye at her husband.


"Times?" Alex asked to see the Papa who tidied his hair, because it was said to look like an artist.


"It did." Nod Mama.


"Where does it look like, Ma?" Alex asked in disbelief. He looked at the glass screen, Papa was nothing like the actor.


"Young time, your Papa looked a lot like him." Firmly Mama pointed at the glass screen.


"But the one on tv is nothing like Papa, Ma." Alex doesn't accept it.


"Mama said it looks similar."


"Not similar, Mama."


"Like you, Alex. When you were young, your father looked a lot like you."


"There's no such thing, Ma..."


While Papa instead ate banana chips, while watching the debate Mother and child.


And Ayna could only faintly smile. Heard the two men's words. She patted the husband's arm, but Alex was still arguing with her mother.


"You know your father when he was young. You know where Alex is, in the clouds maybe." Mama's upset Alex doesn't trust her.


"Mom most of the pest." Alex Ledek.


"You. later Mama put you back in the stomach." Mama grunts annoyed.


Alex laughed instead. He approached Mama and hugged her tightly.


"Yes yes... Papa looks just like that artist." Alex will give in to Mama.


"That's so much, let you know." Obviously Mama again.


"It looks so much like Ma... His nostrils." Whisper Alex immediately.


Plastered


Mom smokes the son's head. Instead of pain, Alex was whining.


"Mama, don't be so mean to that child." Papa feels sorry to see Alex in Mama's shop.


"Yes, like a stepmom." Alex's timpal stroked his head.


"What did you say?"


"Darling... My head is smoked, Mama." Alex got up and walked over to Ayna. He also complained.


Ayna had to smile at the discussion. He does not defend any side.


"Oh yeah Lex, did you fire him from the office?" Ask Mama then.


Alex nodded. While Ayna sees Alex. The woman was confused as to who had been fired.


"Who's fired, Mas?" Ask Ayna.


"Mona's... Mama's been asking Alex to fire the woman. He doesn't deserve to keep working there." The mother replied.


"You can't persuade Alex to keep him working. Mama doesn't like her hanging around Alex. Nurse you." Obviously Mama looked at Ayna with a serious face.


"L-yes... Ma." Ayna replied, nervous to be given such a look.


Alex is smiling. Because Mama's talking, at least later his wife won't whine to not fire Mona.


"It should have been then that they had been in prison. You're too good to them."


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He seemed busy with his laptop. His eyes were serious on that screen.


"Done too..." He stretched his body for a moment.


Suddenly Aca was shocked to hear the noise in the living room. He immediately came out of the room and saw several people in his house.


"What are you doing in my house?" Ask me, Aca is not happy.


"What are you doing in this house?" Those people ask back.


Before long...


"What's? So this house is for sale?" Aca was not thinking. A few days in the cell and Arga has sold the house.


"True Bu, Mr. Arga has sold this house and its contents to the property" he explained.


"Argha... You're outrageous." Aca shouted in annoyance. He had thought that even if Arga divorced him, this house would definitely belong to him.


"So we beg you to leave this house immediately."


Aca grunting. He's really upset. His money is gone, where he has to stay.


Get out of the house with a suitcase. He just brought some clothes. It was also not allowed by them.


'Where should I stay???' Inner Aca shouted.


I don't know where to live. If they go home to their parents, will they accept them? Remembering that moment he just ran away from home.


Aca stood by the side of the road. He was really confused where to go. The money is just fine, too.


'Isn't that a woman in a cell?' Aca seemed to be thinking of seeing the woman who was about to enter the store across the street.


Quickly, Aca crossed the road to approach the woman.


"Hey... See you again." Said Aca patting Mona on the shoulder.


Mona will leave. He did not like meeting this woman. But Aca immediately held him back.


"I have no place to live." She said after they were in a cafe.


"Didn't you have parents?" Ask Mona right away.


"Can I ride in your house?" Instead of answering, Aca said something else.


"No." Mona answered quickly.


"I don't have the money to rent a house. I'm unemployed." Aca explained his condition now.


"It's none of my business. Do you know now I'm just like you. Hush-pitch." Mona said clearly and with great emphasis.


"Wow..."


Mona shook her head, instead of sympathizing with Aca even as if amazed. Aca's brain seemed to have shifted from its place.


"I've applied to the Wijaya Group."


Mona laughed. "Do you think you'll be accepted?" Getting into the company is not easy.


"No." Aca knows.


"So what did you expect?" Mona doesn't understand. I know it will not be accepted but keep trying. Not that it's a waste of time.


"But I can get in with the connection." Aca Whisper.


Mona looked strangely. Who is the connection of the Aca?


"Ayna's my college friend. I understand his nature a little. He's that guy's not that bad. If I apologize sincerely, won't he help me?" Aca is very understanding of Ayna's attitude. He believes Ayna will forgive him and help him to work there.


"And once I get in, I'll..." She came closer to Mona's ear. He whispered his plan.


"So are you ready? That man will be yours." She begins to convince Mona.


"And what do you want?" There is no way that I can do something without purpose and purpose.


"I just want to destroy Ayna. Crush it to ashes." Aca smiled sinisterly as she squeezed her hand furiously.


"But before that happens, let me stay at your house!"


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