That Barbarian girl is my wife
Surprised

Ditya turned on the light switch to see how Cyra's reaction was to know there was standing leaned against the divider between the living room and the dining room.

"Eh, Brother Ditya! You-you're already home?!" ask Cyra.

The girl did not think that Ditya was home. In fact, it should be today Ditya double shift and will only go home at one in the morning as usual.

"Why surprised?!" tanya Ditya flat.

"L-yes!"

"Where did you come home at this hour?!" ask Ditya once again.

"That, anu, brother! I'm ...," Cyra's confused about what to answer.

"What are you looking for?!"

"I ran out of nengokin temen in the hospital," Cyra replied at last.

He went to the hospital this afternoon. However, he was only there for a moment. Then he went somewhere else and just came home now.

"Which hospital stays at eleven o'clock in the evening?!" cecar Ditya's.

"Actually I was only there for a little while. The rest I'll go somewhere else, brother!"

"To the place you went to yesterday to pick up Nita, right?!" todong Ditya was getting upset.

"Eh, where did you know I was there??"

Cyra's surprised.

The girl was curious, where and from whom Ditya knew the thing he had been deliberately hiding for this week.

"Where do I know it doesn't matter! Most importantly, right or not you go to that entertainment place again?!" hardik Ditya hard.

At first Ditya knew about it from Zizi.

However, the night after he arrived home and found Cyra had not come home, he finally decided to wait for his little wife to come home while laying down his body on the living room couch.

Only then did Ditya close his eyes tired and sleepy, his phone on the table ringing loudly.

The name Dimas is there. Ditya quickly picked it up.

His eyes widened to hear a report from Dimas who saw Cyra in a karaoke place that is famous as a place of entertainment plus it.

His sleepiness instantly disappeared somewhere.

Dimas tells her that Cyra worked there for a week using Rara's name, on the recommendation of Nita, his next-door neighbor.

" If so, why??"

Cyra also ignited emotions to hear the rebuke from Ditya.

"I warned you not to set foot in that place again. Why did you break? What are you doing in a place like that?! That's not a good place to hang out, Ra! Moreover, you are still not old enough to come there," said Ditya.

"What right do you have to forbid me, huh??! What I want in that place is my business. Isn't it the rules we agreed on, we shouldn't interfere in each other's personal affairs?! Rule number one, remember?!" sentak Cyra was angry.

"Who did you say isn't old enough? I've been seventeen years and have pocketed a KTP now," he continued.

"Oh, uh, that ..., I forgot!" great-grandson Cyra lirih.

The girl had apparently completely forgotten rule number four, for focusing too much on rule number one.

"Sorry!"

Cyra looked down inside. He knew he had made a mistake.

"So much so you apologize, without thinking about what the consequences if this is heard by the ears of your papa Cyra Nugraha, or Cici Meong or .. oh, yes RARA?!"

Ditya deliberately emphasized the word RARA at the end of his sentence.

Cyra who initially looked down immediately raised her face as Ditya mentioned RARA's name with emphasis.

"Don't glare! And don't ask me where I know that name and what you've done in that karaoke plus place."

Ditya stared intently at the bead of Cyra's eyes which happened to look up at him.

"I warned you a few days ago, Ra! Don't come there anymore. That's not a good place for you. But why are you breaking my orders, even determined to work there?! So are you there? A drinker, or a wc cook who is often rem*t bok*ngnya for trying to tease men when they are in the toilet?!"

"Enough, Brother! Enough of you insulting me! I really work there. I work there as a singer, not as the one you just said. I also still have my pride," Cyra lamented in wrath.

The girl did not accept being told that way by her own husband.

"But, why do you have to work in such a place?! There are still many other jobs that are much better and more honorable in that regard. That's why yesterday I reminded you not to get too close to Nita, Ra."

" Why don't you like it? You should be happy now that I'm working, so account doesn't just ask you for money. At least I lightened your burden. Yeah, right?!"

"I'm happy about you wanting to work part time on your busy school days. But, not by working like that too, Ra! You can work at my place or your sister's. Brother Fian would have accepted you well there."

"But I like working there. My co-workers there are all fine, especially Mbak Nita and Bang Seno!"

"But not necessarily with the customer. There could be some of them who dare to prank you. And I don't want you in trouble if you keep working in a place like that, because ... ."

Ditya hung his sentence.

"Because?!"

Cyra waited for the continuation of her husband's sentence.

" Because I don't want Papa Bayu's spies to know this and report it. What do I have to defend you like?!"

"Eh, ma-spy-spy?! Ma-you mean what??!"

Cyra was again surprised to hear Ditya's statement. Papa Bayu's spy?!

"Yes! All this time it turned out to be secretly papa sending spies on us. I also just found out a few days ago."

Ditya finally told Cyra everything honestly, with nothing covered up.

Ditya hopes, with her being honest with Cyra, the girl will change.

" So, Papa's been sending spies to watch over the two of us?? What for?!"