The Idaman Mas Duda

The Idaman Mas Duda
Chapter 10 Not Taking Hearts


"Yes, Ma. She who? Don't take strangers home, Dong Ma. What if he's not a good guy. A thief who only pretended to be a helper for example!" Mama Carla. Eke.


Feeling that he is not that person, Hanum immediately denied the accusations from them, "No, No, I am not a thief, I introduce you to Hanum who just came to Jakarta to complain about his fate!"


The girl greeted Mama Carla so strongly that the surprised Mama Carla was immediately hysterical for her.


"Oh, ouch, what the hell? Tauk sick? Why do you hold my hand so firmly?" Rutuk Mama Carla again while forcing her hand from the ganggan Hanum who had jerked his hand while shaking hands.


"Hehehe... Sorry Ma'am. Let afdol!" Instead of being offended, Hanum even grinned in front of the woman.


Hanum used to greet Papa Aditama, it turns out that the middle-aged man welcomed Hanum warmly.


After that Hanum also switched to want to invite Abygiel to shake hands but the man just squinted his eyeballs lazily.


"No need, I think your hands are a lot of bacteria!" Abygiel panted with a harsh tone.


"Well, Mas. Don't forget about dong. Even though I am from the village, I often wash my hands when I go to the toilet. But not so urinate anyway, I am confused because the toilet in the city is so strange. How do you sit, huh?" Hanum asked back while scratching his head. Imagine that closet is really strange. Makes his head turn dizzy on its own.


"Teach, her name is also a hick village woman, how do you know that, you must waste her water on***** yes?" mama Carla again.


"Well, how do you know, hehehe...?" Hanum is giggling.


"It's up to you to say what, Mama wants to tell you all yes. Hanum will be our new assistant starting today. So you don't have to protest because it's Mama's choice!" Oma Ismi.


He also invited Hanum to immediately enter the mansion because the azan maghrib had reverberated.


Mama Carla just sighed rough. Basically He did not agree with the decision of his Mother-in-law but opposed was useless because it was made sure He would lose by a landslide.


"Well, the house is big, Oma?" Hanum was fascinated by the condition of the luxurious house and spoiled his eyeballs.


Oma Ismi just smiled and continued to take her away to the guest room.


"Well, Num. This is your room from now on. You better take a shower. Keep changing clothes! Not bathing your body all day long!" Oma was very honest.


Hanum also kissed her body several times. The true scent of his body was no longer because it made Hanum become embarrassed himself.


"Where's Oma?"


"That's right there, just go in. I'll guarantee you Sasha's shirt!"


"My granddaughter, Abygiel's sister!"


"Oh that arrogant young man in front earlier huh?"


"Father, he's a widower. His wife died giving birth to my great-grandson Milko!"


"Oh yeah, Oma."


Hanum rushed to the bathroom and Oma Ismi stepped carefully while carrying the usual stick she wore while at home just heading to Sasha's room. But it looks like all Sasha's sexy clothes. So it's not appropriate for Hanum to wear it.


His grandson that one was also not in his room surely he went with friends and forgot the time to go home.


Oma Ismi went into Abygiel's room which was also still bathing and took after Zahra's nightgown without permission first on Abygiel.


After bathing, Oma Ismi asked Hanum to wear the shirt for a while. At least until tomorrow morning. He wants to buy new clothes for Hanum.


"Num, wearing a dress alhamhum Abygiel's wife does not papa, right? Oma doesn't have any clothes that suit you!"


"No papa, Oma. There's no one either, right?" Luckily Hanum was not picky. She is also not a cowardly girl who brushes to wear clothes that no longer exist in the world.


Hanum immediately changed his clothes and joined Oma Ismi for dinner together at the dinner table. Seeing that Bi Odah was still busy, Hanum volunteered.


"Let Hanum help you, Bi!"


"Who are you?"


"He's Hanum, the one who will take care of me and help you in this house" Oma Ismi said.


"Oh yes Madam, just call me Bi Odah, neng!"


"Yes, Bi."


"Well, let's get some food in the kitchen!"


"Okay, Bi."