Stuck With An Old Man (Revision Stage)
CHAPTER 36: The Joy of Meeting a Husband

In the capital's largest shopping mall, Kinan has just arrived with some of his social gangs. The presence of the four elite women was able to make everyone inside the building highlight them.

Two middle-aged women with quite a splashy appearance came to Kinan and his gang.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mrs Rodderick" said one woman.

Kinan took off his glasses. His radiant face dazzled the eyes of the two women who had just appeared before him.

"Who?" ask Kinan, subtle yet cynical.

"Include me Mouren, wife of President Moo," bowed his head.

"If I were Emma, wife of President Willem Anjaya."

The two women introduced themselves, using the name of their husband with the intention that Kinan would be interested in inviting them to join his social gang.

"Oh so. What's the name of the company and business your family started?"

"Moomall, Mistress. Our business is in the field of fasion. While Emma's company in the field of food with the name of the company Fresh Food," replied Mouren.

Kinan frowned. He threw a glance at his friends about to ask in the form of an expression about two foreign women who had introduced themselves.

Kinan's friends shook their heads with cynical gazes. Kinan nodded in understanding and immediately gave the code to leave Mouren and Emma. They arrogantly stepped out of the legs, rising from the front of the two women.

"Mrs Kinan, wait!" yelled Mouren and Emma.

Kinan looked back. "I'm sorry, I'm busy."

"Can we join the circle, ma'am?" ask Mouren loudly.

Kinan pulled the corner of his lips. "I don't need a new member. After all I don't know your surname."

"But Madam, our family business is so smooth and so profitable" Mouren said.

"I'm not interested" said Kinan, coldly.

Emma and Mauren are visibly upset by Kinan's nature. But they can what? If Kinan had already refused, then no one would dare to force it because Kinan would definitely bring down their company and business.

The four socialite women set their feet away from Mouren and Emma. Kinan is the head of the circel. She is the Grand Mistress of Rodderick of the Blackfire Company. All of his gang members were upper-class women and from well-respected backgrounds, equal to Kinan.

The woman was very picky in making friends. If he feels useless and unfavorable, then he will not carelessly enter into his social gang. Moreover, the family name is not famous and the business is odd. He is most anti to that.

"We're splitting up here. I have an appointment with my future daughter-in-law" Kinan said.

"Good."

Kinan walked away from his three friends and headed somewhere. He made a pact with Amoera. After holding an arisan with his gang, he had already contacted Amoera first.

A few minutes later he arrived at a boutique located on the top floor of the building. Only certain people can enter the shop. And Amoera was waiting there. Amoera smiled as she looked at the figure of Kinan who walked up to her with trembling steps.

"Have you waited a long time?" ask Kinan.

"Not long ago Aunt. Please sit down," please.

"Amoera, you'd better get your plan in place!" ketus Kinan who just sat his body on the sofa.

"I'm trying to Auntie."

"If you go on for a long time then the j*lang will definitely be more acting and big head!"

"Yes. I am also very upset with that woman! Ohya, what does Aunt want to say about Yara?".

Kinan regulated his breathing. Recalling Yara's behavior made Kinan emotional and tightened his fingers. "The j*lang started against me! I had a chance to fight with him because he dared to speak sharp words!"

Amoera. "really?"

"I was very irritated and rose blood made him. He started threatening me. And also he had already dared to utilize Gala! He could have said that Gala had chosen him because Gala loved him."

Amoera put on a disheveled face.

"And you know Amoera, the thing that shocked me the most until now was when she said that you had no morals and were uncivilized. He also said that you were different levels!"

Amoera tightened her jaw. His head began to heat up and was about to let out embers. "How dare he insult me in front of Auntie! Goddamnit! My grudge is deepening against him!"

"You're right Amoera. His mouth is very spicy and shrewd! Tente just made him shocked a few times!"

"Cihhah! We must immediately repay him! I've got a good plan, Auntie," smiled cunningly.

"Whatis that? Quickly tell me. Aunt is very curious."

Ameora appeared to whisper long in Kinan's ear. Both of them smiled with a sly look on their faces.

"Brilliant!" ketus Kinan's.

***

Getting a short message from Gala makes Yara's heart flowery again. He took a shower as fast as lightning. After that Yara headed to the dressing room, about to sort out which dress she would wear to meet her husband.

Yara sees a peach-colored dress squeezed in by another dress. "Hmm, this is it," grabbed the dress.

Soon he was wearing those clothes.

Tok tok ...

"Just a second! Put some clothes on!" yara shouted from walk in closet.

Yara accelerated her movements. After putting on the dress, he immediately rushed to open the door of the room.

"Miss, there's a shipment for you from Mr. Gala," said Angga, the mansion's butler.

Yara glanced at the paper bag that was still lined by Mr. Angga. "What's that?" tanyanya.

"Said Mr. Gala's assistant, this is the dress that Miss will be wearing."

"really?" smiling perfunctory.

"Yes Miss. Assistant Shanks is waiting for Miss below."

"Where is Om Gala? Uh I mean, my husband," scratched the nape of the neck.

"Mr Gala is waiting for Miss somewhere. Mr. Gala ordered Shanks to pick up Miss."

A shy smile returned to Yara's face. "good. Thanks for the info," grabbed the bag from Mr. Angga's hand.

Pak Angga lowered his head and moved from the front door of the room.

"It's so sweet Om Gala," smiled broadly. "Where will I be invited tonight? Huaoo! So impatient!"

Yara's heart bloomed again because it got a delivery of dresses from Gala. He rushed to change his clothes and put on his face in such a way that his beauty was more stunning and enchanting.

"Finished," pull the corners of the lips.

Yara immediately went down to meet Shanks who was waiting downstairs. It didn't take long for him to arrive. Shanks was sitting on the couch playing his phone.

"Shanks, sorry to keep you waiting" Yara said.

The man immediately kept his phone in his pants pocket and moved from sitting. Shanks was at war when he saw Yara's appearance. The dress that the girl was wearing matched perfectly with her proportional body. The navy-colored dress that was rolled to the floor also followed her ideal curves, making Yara look like a professional model.

"Shanks, let's go," Yara looked excited.

"Ba-well, Miss."

Shanks stuttered to answer Yara's question. He was indeed very stunned to see Yara's extraordinary appearance. Moreover, his face is basically makeup, then added polish with makeup.

The car has left the mansion. In the car, Yara looks carefree as she is about to meet her husband. His lips were unceasingly making thin curves. Even Shanks, who looked at her through the rearview mirror, smiled with the behavior of Miss Muda.

Drtt drtt ...

Yara immediately answered her phone call.

"Hello?" she was a little shy.

"My wife, where are you?" ask Gala from across.

Yara surged back and bit her index tip. How excited his heart was when Gala called him my wife.

"Hello ... "

"Yes, hello .. I'm already on the way," replied Yara.

"alright. Tell Shanks to be careful driving."

"I'll tell you."

"Until we meet, my wife."

"Eh .. i-yes, Om. Uh, my husband."

tut tut tut tut ....

Nervous of her last words, Yara disconnects her phone. He again prancing in the car seat so that Shanks who saw Yara's behavior, immediately cleared his throat.

"Excuse me, there's still life."

To be continued ...

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