The Exchanged Bride
Bonus Chapter - Joking

"Why are you saying that?" whispered Haira.

Don't you understand what he's saying? He indirectly cursed me to die quickly" whispered Aiden.

"Why are you even angry? Is this a classy CEO who says he's very kind and polite?" Mr. Ngatiran looked at Aiden with a flat gaze.

"No, that's it, sir. I just reminded you. You are old, it is not good to look at other women, especially those who are married." Aiden rubbed his chest while saying Istighfar in his heart.

"Did I tell you that I would marry your wife if you didn't live long?" ask Mr. Ngatiran.

"So what do you mean, Father, what?" Aiden looked astonished.

"If you don't live long, Haira I told you to come to me for my life's welfare."

"How welfare, sir?" Aiden was astonished.

"Yes, I will live it, provide shelter, food, and other necessities."

"Mother doesn't have to give all that. I mean, Alexander's treasure won't run out of seven derivatives unless he gambles." Aiden looked at Mr. Ngatiran with a look of disbelief.

"Yes, if he gambles and his money runs out, then he's come to me enough and I'll make his life better. If necessary I'll make her my fourth wife."

"Father is old, it is not appropriate to say that. Even if I do not live long, surely Haira will marry someone her age. It's okay to talk about my life and death. Amit-amit!" Aiden hit his head as well as the table in turn.

"Don't stare at people's wives for too long, sir!" Aiden covered Haira's face with his hands.

"It's so bad."

"No, Sir. It's not good to look at a man's wife like that." Aiden's already starting to get emotional.

"Dear, stop. Don't be so emotional. Mr. Ngatiran, even though I will become a widow, I will remain alone. I raised my two children with all my heart. It is true, if I gamble then the treasures of his relics will run out. However, I will not do it. My love for my husband is huge." Haira held Aiden's hand and smiled at him. Aiden breathed a sigh of relief.

"Looky! Know Aiden, I'm not really that kind of person. Ratih and Marni are not my wives, but my adopted children and grandchildren. Those who have no parents. I found them on the street. So I became my son and grandson. My love is one, only to my wife, Mona. Why am I getting married again? I am old. I'd better enjoy my old age and amuse myself by pranking people like you, husbands who are jealous of wives." Mr. Ngatiran chuckles.

"There is a husband who is not jealous if his wife is seduced by others, sir. There's just one." Aiden shook his head. He could have been lured by this old man.

"Yes, have fun. You still haven't seen the whole contents of this tourist spot, have you?"

"True, we forgot." Haira warned Aiden.

"Yes, go. Marni, take them around, yeah." Mr. Ngatiran gave an order to his grandson. Not forgetting that he smiled at them. But this time the smile had no hidden intent, but a sincere smile from a Ngatiran.

Aiden and Haira were also happy. After their departure, Pak Ngatiran again smiled and chuckled. "Basic acute bucin husband. Who wants to disturb someone's wife. I used to love someone's wife, Alena. But after marrying Mona, my heart is entirely for her. Munaroh, wait for me there, yes, my wife." Pak Ngatiran rubbed a small framed photo located on the table which is a photo of himself with Almarhumah Munaroh or known as Mbah Mona.