That Barbarian girl is my wife
Spier

Pov Ditya

I came home in a hurry. I can't wait to get home quickly.

The news I got from Zizi this afternoon really made me angry and not out of thought.

What's Cyra doing in that karaoke place again?!

Yep! Zizi came to the cafe where I work. I'm sure the teenage girl knows my place of work from Cyra. Who else?!

What made me a little emotional at first was the news that he told me that my little wife was going to a fairly crowded entertainment place near our house.

I could hardly believe what she said if Zizi hadn't shown the video she had made to record Cyra's whereabouts.

I admit, Zizi is a smart girl. He always presented concrete evidence in every word.

Actually three days ago I caught Cyra coming out of that karaoke place with Nita, a neighbor next door to a rented house that I heard had been working there for two years.

When I asked Cyra why she had gone to that place with Nita, she immediately said it.

"I just picked up Ms. Nita because I had agreed to go to the mall" he said at the time.

I still believe it even though I scolded her and advised her not to go there once again because it was not a good place for a teenage girl like her.

Moreover, if it reaches the spy Pak Bayu, my in-laws, it is to know that his daughter is in such a place, my history is finished. Can hang me in the monument of Tugu Monas for not being able to educate his daughter who incidentally is now a wife under my hands.

It's not impossible because my father-in-law's spies are everywhere.

Actually I also just found out that my father-in-law deliberately put his spies around me and Cyra about five days ago.

It happened this way:

I just got home from my overtime job at the cafe. It was already one in the morning. When I got home, I saw a man dressed in black sneaking around the door, putting something I believed was a thick brown envelope.

His suspicious actions made me wary. Maybe he wants to be nasty to me or Cyra.

When the man was about to leave the house, I grabbed his collar on the back. I took him and I asked him what the guy was doing all those nights at people's houses.

However, not until my fist hits it, that person asks for forgiveness.

"Absolutely, Den! Forgive me! Don't hit me!" her screams were held back because of my grip on her.

"What did you put that down, huh?!" angry bentakku.

"That, that ... money from Mr. Bayu, Den! Father told me to put this money secretly in front of the door so that tomorrow Den Ditya took it, in the hope of being used for Aden's needs. Hence, the envelope was always written Aden's name," the story of the person who turned out to be my in-laws

"So, you've been putting this envelope here all along?!"

I picked up the envelope located in front of the entrance of the house.

"Yes, Den!" the answer.

It is fitting that three times there is an envelope lying in front of the door that says my name. When it opened, it contained a sum of money and a piece of paper with a message for me to use the money.

I thought it was Nita who secretly gave it to me, because, from the beginning, Cyra and I lived here Nita always offered me help.

I know that she likes me, but I always cut her off.

It was only fair that when I intended to return the money, Nita looked surprised and confused. In fact, he swore he wasn't the one who put it.

Not knowing where the money came from and what the money was, so I kept it neatly until now, afraid it was money used to trap me.

Chequek!

I heard the door of the house open from outside. I saw Cyra come in with a sneak peek like a scared thief caught by the host.

I deliberately waited for him to go home chose to stand on the wall near the light switch,--- not seen because I deliberately turned it off so that he thought I was asleep.

"Where did you come home at this hour?!"

I looked at the wall clock in the guest room already showing at eleven o'clock in the evening.