THE BRIDE'S REPLACEMENT FOR MY BROTHER
12. King Drama

"You're hugging? Find a chance when I go to sleep?" Alfindra raised her eyebrows as Almira was caught holding her hand. Though the intention in the heart just want to move the burly hand so as not to wrap his body.

"Pede Mas senegri" said Almira. Ignoring Alfindra he chose to get out of bed and walk to the bathroom to wash his face.

Clamps...

The unlocked door made Alfindra easily enter without waiting for Almira to come out first.

"Mas, can you wait for me to finish." Almira's protest wasn't picked up by Alfindra who ran into the bathroom and removed her boss there. That athletic body almost made Almira's saliva drip because she accidentally saw it.

"Basic!" he gave up and chose to go from there.

His intention wanted to go downstairs, but seeing the room next to Alfindra open made Almira curious and wanted to see. What's her brother doing?

Deg.

"empty?" murmured Almira didn't find Hana's life there.

Almira walked in, making sure once again that her eyesight was not troubled. Hana's suitcase and the signs of the woman's whereabouts are completely gone.

Almira chose to go down and go straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"For Miss?" greet Bambang who is going to the backyard.

"Morning, Bam. Oh yeah, here's a minute I'm gonna ask."

Bambang nodded, "yes, Miss?"

"Is my sister, who came yesterday still here?" ask Almira. Maybe instead of asking directly with Alfindra, Almira prefers to ask Bambang.

"It's gone Miss, about eleven and a half. With a disheveled face."

Bambang also explained the condition of Hana last night, after they chatted cravings until Almira unconsciously laughed.

"Gmmm!" deheman Alfindra broke both of them. Almira turned his head while Bambang pamit continued his work.

"Happy haha hihi with Bambang? Where's my breakfast?"

"What would you like to have breakfast with?" tawar Almira's. Let's just say he's being diligent at the moment, to the point of offering Alfindra. Mah, I want to ask for a work permit. Isn't nothing in this world free?

"Whatever!"

Almira sighed, her husband returned to infuriating fashion. Eh, isn't it from yesterday that annoying? Why Almira felt Alfindra had changed.

"Just fried rice?" Alfindra frowned as a plate of fried rice presented before him. No frills or anything. Nasi goreng hungkul.

"Yes, there is only that material. Throw away all the fridge, right? Yesterday I loaded the fridge with groceries now running out?"

"No."

Almira went upstairs to take a bath, while Alfindra was already impatient to put on the delicious fried rice to whet her tongue. Almira came down, but her forehead frowned when she saw the plate on the empty dining table leaping over. The master was standing facing the open refrigerator.

"Have you had breakfast?" almira asked behind Alfindra. Suddenly her cruel husband immediately coughed because of the cold water that soaked the esophagus as if stopped hearing the sound of Almira.

"Slow down time, Mas!" Almira without permission to massage the nape of Alfindra despite having to tiptoe a little because the height is not the same.

"You're not gettingin' in." Alfindra turned around, though,

"Today I have some important meetings. You stay home, don't try to leave without my permission. Don't go home to old man Anton!"

Almira scrunched her forehead.

"Why, Mas? They are my family. Hana's sister here, must be lonely papa."

"I've transferred your pocket money." ignoring Almira, Alfindra chose to get ready for the room. I'll be off to work soon.

"Over eleven hours and twenty-five minutes my provisions should have arrived" he informed.

The tailing Almira just nodded, he played his fingers.

"Actually, I'd like to ask Mas's work permit." Alfindra stopped at the top of the stairs and turned around.

"Work?" cynically.

"Yes, Mas. I can't use the money you make..."

"The money I love less? Or are you mocking me?"

"No, Mas. Just in case Papa asks for money, I can give them my own money." Almira again looked down. Somehow, sometimes he dared with Alfindra sometimes also felt the atmosphere around the man was gripping frightening.

"There is no work! Your father already has a lot of money, if you give him a penny?"Alfindra stared hard at Almira.

"Out of you." not without reason Alfindra threatened Almira. He didn't want Anton taking advantage of his wife. Especially for the sake of money, to satisfy his material ambitions.

***

Bored and bored that Almira felt. Waiting for eleven was a long time. She cooked lunch for her husband, Alfindra.

"Which Alfindra likes?" Almira Mumm.

"Eh, better bring everything." He began to arrange side dishes of shopping cuisine in the past mamang-mamang.

A variety of simple side dishes. Tempeh, chicken crispy lumur sauce, vegetable stir-fry and chili also pieces of fruit as dessert. The lunch meal for Alfin was simple, but somehow Almira was sure her husband was starting to like all of her cooking. Even this morning, Alfindra did not tell Almira to bother bribing her like a baby.