The Goodness of a Marriage
Chapter 22. Perplexities

The car, which has been driving on the streets for several hours, has now stopped in front of a building that looks so luxurious. The courtyard of the house that looks so beautiful, there are also some trees that are so well maintained, making the page more beautiful in view of the eye.

There is a small garden that is so beautiful, also some ornamental flowers appear to hang beautifully on the wall fence that surrounds the yard

A few minutes had passed and Adzkia was still standing in front of the magnificent house, continuing to surround the courtyard where she was standing, with her gaze.

Curiosity continues to disturb his mind. Will he stay here ?

"Neng, let's go inside." Invite the middle-aged man who has brought a small suitcase, politely.

Kia averted her eyes, then looked at the face that had started to wrinkle

"Whose house is this, sir?" Ask Kia.

The man was silent as he looked at the confused young lady before him.

"Come on, Neng." Take it again without any intention of answering Kia's question.

Kia no longer asked. He understood, it was possible that this middle-aged man before him, did not want to answer because he did not know anything. With a slow step, He followed the man who had brought him safely to his destination, from behind.

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In the room, Alfan kept pacing back and forth like an iron. Until the sound of the bell coming from the front of the main door, made his feet stop stepping.

His gaze was immediately fixed on Dimas. The man who continues to make her upset with his chatter, still looks relaxed while wiping the screen of his phone.

"Kia's here. I should how?" Alfan asked worriedly.

Dimas lifted his face, then looked at Alfan with a shrunken forehead.

"But open the door. What else?" Dimas replied indifferently, then refocused on his phone screen.

"Bukain the door, tell me I don't exist." Dimas Command. "Mommy anyway, wear does not come." Nagging.

Dimas got up from his seat, then stepped towards the main door. Alfan continued to stare at the back of his friend who was getting away. His heart kept beating unruffled.

"Dim, let me do it." Prevent Alfan.

Dimas stopped his steps, then looked at the annoyed labile man who was now stepping quickly towards him.

The main door is wide open. The face that had been full of worry, changed cold face almost freezing the person who saw it. The man who had been staring at Alfan was annoyed, now could only shake his head.

In front of the house, Kia could only fall silent behind the middle-aged man who was pulling his small suitcase.

"Let's go in, Neng." Take the middle-aged man. While Alfan, shifted slightly from where he stood, to give way to two people who were standing in front of his house.

Just like earlier, Kia followed the footsteps of the middle-aged man who was in front of her without a sound. Alfan is the same. He stepped towards the sofa in the living room of his house indifferently. The worry that had enveloped him since, disappeared out of nowhere.

"Sir..." Call Kia.

Alfan turned his head, his gaze still cold to the point of making Dimas shake in disbelief. Even though just a few minutes ago, this man who had long been his best friend, paced back and forth like an iron because he was worried about meeting Kia.

"What's wrong?" Answer Alfan. The man threw his body on the sofa.

"Mommy asked me to prepare this house." Answer Alfan.

Dimas choked with his own saliva, hearing Alfan's reply. Mommy's? Wasn't this labile man so eager to prepare a house for someone else's wife?

"Thank you, sir." Kia.

Alfan did not answer. He got up from the couch and got ready to get out of the house.

"There will be a couple who will come with him. Later after they arrive, Mamang can only return to Jakarta." Alfan's orders, and immediately diyakan by a middle-aged man who was standing next to the sofa where Kia was sitting.

Alfan then climbed up from the top of the sofa, then stepped out of the room, without looking at the woman who was still staring fixedly at him.

"Thank you, Mr. Dimas." Kia said again when she saw Dimas stepping in following their boss who was getting away towards the main door.

"Look out, Kia. We've been friends in the past, so don't worry about me." Answer Dimas.

"You want me to stay here!" Shouted Alfan from the front of the door that was already open.

"I'm going, Kia. You be careful here. If there's anything, call me right away. I'm ready to take care of you and the baby." Said Dimas again without regard to the screams of his best friend and boss from the front of the house.

Kia followed Dimas to the front door. The girl smiled as Dimas waved and got into the car where their boss was.

"Be careful, sir." Kia said politely.

Alfan turned his head for a while, then refocused on the flat object in his hand.

After the car carrying Alfan and Dimas passed from the courtyard of the house, Kia again stepped inside the mansion, and closed the door.

"I'll drive you to the room, Neng." Invite the man who has not been standing near the main door since when.

"Good, sir." Answer Kia. He then followed the middle-aged man from behind.

"Said Madam, Neng will occupy the main room. Then next to the main room, it's been prepared for the baby Neng later." Obviously that guy again.

"meaning?" Ask Kia to be confused.

"Later Neng can directly contact the Madam to ask for an explanation." Answer the man.

Kia no longer answered. Let it be, he will ask everything if the angelic good woman contacts him.

"I will wait for the person who will help Neng in front." Pamit the man after driving Kia to the door. "Miss take a break." Petunya again.

Kia smiled, then thanked the man who had stepped forward to wait for the home assistant that Alfan had prepared. After the man who had accompanied her on the way had disappeared behind the room's dividing door, Kia pressed the door handle slowly and entered the room. For a moment he was glued to the doorway of the room, staring at the large bed in the luxurious room.

What kind of person is helping him today, to set everything up like this. A comfortable residence, with furniture that may have a price ten times his salary a month, but he is nobody in this family.

"Thank you, Mom." Type Kia on the mobile screen which is also prepared by the middle-aged woman.

He then put his foot into the room to rest.