The Little Wife of Mr. President
Haidar's anger

The lighting that is not so bright in front of the simple house does not seem to make the two eyes of women who come out of the house difficult to see. Feet with expensive shoes coming down from a luxurious dashing car.

The handsome face as well as the suit attached on her body made Dewi and Shanika stare at the takjup without batting an eye, their gazes scanning from the legs to the tip of the head.

“Jupri yeah? It's Jupri right?” Goddess was shocked when she saw the son-in-law who transformed into a very handsome male figure. The appearance is many times over due to expensive clothes.

Well all this time they only see good looks with a simple dress.

“Jupri?” batin Angga asked in wonder.

It felt behind the feeling of confusion, the man wanted to be uprooted to imagine the face of the master who was cool perfectly called Jupri. Not very suitable. It was far from Saguna that he became Jupri.

“Iya, Mom. That's Jupri.” Shanika immediately hit the mother's arm softly.

Saguna stepped closer. The handsome man kissed the back of the hand of the in-law.

“Bu, Shanika, how are you?” tanyanya basa.

It was clearly seen the face of Goddess and Shanika who were still not fully conscious. They really feel like a dream.

While from a distance a man holding a flashlight in his hand looks gawking at a car in the yard of the house. His face was curious.

“Whose car is it? Nobody has a car like that in this village?” mumbled Haidar wondering.

Soon he walked quickly closer and how surprised Haidar when he saw the figure of Jupri in front of him with a different appearance.

“Jupri?” The high-powered sound instantly made Angga almost jump.

His eyes looked strangely at the family in the village. It was only the first time he had seen a bold man speak highly of calling out the name of the master.

“Father,” Jupri who wants to grab Haidar's hand suddenly just get a raw bogem on his face.

“Master, you okay?” Angga immediately held the hand of Haidar who wanted to go back to beat Saguna at that time.

“How dare you come after leaving without news? You're playing with my family? Huh!” The full cry of emotion Haidar of course Saguna understood that.

He also realized if it was wrong to have ignored his family in the village. But really, Saguna did not intend at all to ignore the wife's family.

His months-long departure meant he had to re-stabilize the company. Unfortunately, if you explain it in the present moment it will not make Haidar and his family understand.

“I'm sorry, Sir.” Jupri looked down regretfully.

While in front of him Haidar seemed to rebel from the grasp of Angga.

“Release me! How dare you hold me back!” aspersed with Haidar on Angga.

“You have no right to hit my Master.” said Angga did not want to lose.

Haidar is getting more emotional. “Pak, already. We talk about it well inside the house. Shame on neighbor, Mr.” The goddess pleaded for the husband to hold back his anger.

Haidar was released by Angga over the saguna inker at that time.

“Come please come in, Jupri.” said Dewi still gently.

Not much different from Gita and Shani. Given the name Gita, Saguna's eyes peeked into every corner of the modest house. He looked for a wife he hadn't seen in a long time.

“Why do I want Gita to welcome me so much? Where's she? Does he work extra out of the night?” batin Saguna wondered.

Without him noticing, Dewi and Haidar stared in the facial expression of Saguna at that time. And Angga also looked at the two pairs of husband and wife and then turned to the master.