The Exchanged Bride
Bonus Chapter - Matched

Haira and Aiden had already arrived at the small building. They entered the room with a young woman.

"Welcome, Sir. You have been awaited by Mr. Ngatiran," said the young woman politely.

"All right, thank you" said Aiden.

"So, this is Mr. Aiden and Mrs Haira."

"Oh, again," he murmured. "Please sit down" said Mr. Ngatiran.

"You Mr Ngatiran?" ask Haira.

"Yes, why? You don't like it?" ask Mr. Ngatiran.

"Oh, no, sir. I was just surprised to see a man almost eighty years old still as healthy and fit as this." Haira stared at the appearance of Pak Ngatiran who was still said to look modern. Not like his shadow. He imagined Mr. Ngatiran wearing gloves, sticks, glasses, and cigar pipes.

"Of course you're surprised. Because you guys who are young must have felt the signs of premature aging due to overwork."

Hearing the words of Mr. Ngatiran who came from the ceplas-ceplos made Haira silent for a moment. While Aiden who had been warned by Sevina before, of course he had memorized how the nature of Mr. Ngatiran who originally spoke but nothing could defeat him except to scare him with physical strength, he said, just being able to quietly listen to Haira start arguing unimportant things with this one old geezer.

"She's on a pile, yeah." Haira narrowed her eyes. Looking suspiciously at Mr. Ngatiran.

"Astaghfirullahalazim! Haira watch your talk!" Aiden warned Haira. His heart seemed to want to be dislodged hearing Haira's accusations to Pak Ngatiran.

"Hahaha, what year were you born, anyway? Still believe in such a thing." Mr. Ngatiran laughed while shaking his head.

"But why are you still fit like this? Come on, tell me what's your secret?" Haira looked seriously at Mr. Ngatiran.

"Oh, so your wife is dead, huh? I'm sorry, yeah." Haira looked sadly.

"Thank you, you're like my new wife, always cheering me on." Mr. Ngatiran glanced at the young woman who opened the door for Haira and Aiden earlier.

"He's the new wife?" asked Haira with a surprised look.

"Yes, she's my third wife. The first is Almarhumah Mona, the second is Nyai Ratih, and the second is when Dek Marni." Appointing a young woman who turns out to be named Marni.

"Oh, great sir! At this age is still strong with two wives!" Haira was amazed.

"of course. I am multitalented" said Mr Ngatiran proudly.

"Alright, Mr. Ngatiran, let's talk about the important things. What about the development of this tourist spot. I intend to increase investment in this place so that the provision of the pool is added again. And still still can't touch the pool where our children bathe. That way, my shares here amount to fifty percent." Aiden expressed his intention. In addition, he was embarrassed to hear the absurd chatter between Haira and Pak Ngatiran.

"Of course you can. We will make whatever you want" said Mr. Ngatiran.

'Looks like something's wrong. Why did he agree, huh?' inner Aiden.

"Alright, then thank you, sir. I'll get you the letters soon. We'll meet again tomorrow. I didn't think Dad would agree to it. Very kind of you," praised Aiden.

"Your wife is very kind and friendly. Just this time I found a suitable interlocutor. I really like it. Haira, if your husband doesn't live long, come to me, yeah." Smiling widely, revealing a row of white and clean dentures.

"Astaghfiullah! Speak, Sir. It's old, it's old, the smell of the ground!" aiden exclaimed with a tense face.

Haira who heard Aiden's words was shocked. It could be that Aiden who is calm and always legowo even said that.