The Widow
Groggily

Galen could not deny that the woman he was carrying this time was very beautiful, even though her aura was very unfriendly, but that was okay. Because the most important thing now is, he can escape from his parents' questions about the future wife.

Galen and Nabila seem happy when Clara follows them from behind to get into the car, it seems like the only person who doesn't feel comfortable is Clara. Seriously, though this is just pretend but he's like he's actually gonna meet the future in-laws.

Galen slowly opens the back door for her daughter, after which she opens the front door for Clara, making Clara advance her lips.

"Lake in."

"Can't get behind me, sir?" Ask Clara.

"Do you think I'm a driver?" Galen asked turned around.

Ah never mind, lazy if extended. Finally Clara entered Galen's car and did not forget to pair the seatbelt to be safe. Once it felt ready, Galen went inside and drove his car.

Silence, there was no conversation there. But in the back there Nabila smiled to see it like being in the middle of a harmonious family. Now this is what Nabila wants, not just with his father.

Clara looked back when she heard the small ruckus from Nabila. "What the hell are you, Bil? The persambet?"

Nabila shook her head while remaining indifferent, making Clara sigh. I don't know what the boy was thinking. Lazy if you argue with Nabila.

"Honey, there do not invite Aunt Clara to fight ya. Can it look like I'm getting along?" Ask Galen.

"Siapp papa boss, later Nabila will be the sweetest child for Papa Galen and Mama Clara," said Nabila enthusiastically.

"Nr ... " Call Clara slowly, how do you feel. Nabila called her Mama, very strange in her hearing.

"Do you love Aunt Clara, salting because it's called mama? Yes dong let alone his beautiful son like me," said. Nabila with full confidence.

"The dream has been as bad as it was," replied Clara.

"Dihhh, Auntie should know yes. The aunt was lucky because Nabila immediately chose Aunt to be the candidate for Nabila mama. Aunty know a vegetable who likes to pass by? Miss rt, mommy pkk in our housing? They are competing to register as Mama Nabila. Less sweet what else try Nabila tetep memilih aunty? Should've been a moved aunt." Nabila explained with great pride, but hearing it all even made Clara roll her eyes lazy.

"Haru," ledeknya.

"That's a big deal, Auntie!" Nabila raised her lips pretentiously, as did Clara, who now had her chest closed and focused her eyes on the street. Made Galen slightly arch his smile at the manner of the two of them.

But come to think of it funny too that Clara became his wife. For a grown-up Galen, falling in love is her true umpteenth number. He could have fallen in love if he wanted to, but something made Nabila very rare.

That's why besides he does not want to be in a female relationship, Galen is still thinking about remarrying because Nabila always does not fit in with the women around him. Only Clara was approved until recently.

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Thirty minutes passed, they arrived at a luxurious house that was already crowded with many luxury cars parked there.

Looks like this Galen is indeed already rich from him in the womb. Clara was amazed to see a house like this.

Hearing those instructions Clara nodded and released her seatbell. After the door was opened by Galen then he came out and tidied up a little appearance. At first glance Clara glanced at Nabila who had now tugged at her hand. While Galen took something in the back trunk. "Why, Nabila?"

"If in front of Oma the same Opa call him Darling dong, Auntie. Let's look like if my aunt loves me, so that she can be Mama Nabila," pinta Nabila.

"You want a lot. Why the hell, Bill."

But Nabila did not give up, he continued to persuade Clara and Clara remained firm on his stance to be ordinary. For Nabila this is trivial, but not for Clara. They had been misrepresenting and lying to both Galen's parents. Want another lie they'll make later?

Not to mention his thoughts on the Galen family. How did they react, were they good? Or will treat Clara as badly as in the movies. There are a lot of negative thoughts in Clara's mind.

"Don't be forced, honey. We better get in, Oma and Opa will be waiting for you" Galen said. Nabila initially upset, but yasudah deh. The most important thing is that Clara is here now and they're going to have fun.

Nabila smiled at Galen, then after that ran into the big house and left Galen with Clara who was still living there.

Galen glanced at Clara. "I'm sorry Nabila."

"Father."

Galen held out a paper bag towards Clara. "Gift to my mom and dad. You give them to believe that we have a relationship."

Clara nodded her head in taking the paper bag. He would move his legs first, but unexpectedly Galen grasped his hand and invited him inside.

Clara's heart was racing especially now, Galen's hands moved and embraced her waist to get closer. The man's masculine and charismatic fragrance left Clara stunned for a moment to enjoy this kind of treatment. "E-did have to be rich, huh, sir?" Clara asked nervously.

"Call me Mas."

Especially this? No child, not much he wants. But Clara chose to say yes, it is also impossible that he called Galen as father while their status story is close.

Clara's feelings are not careless, she feels inferior in fact to this event. Many colleagues and relatives of the Galen family were indeed upper class averages. He comes from an ordinary family.

"The ones who came here were all high-class people?" Ask Clara the Amaze looking around.

"Often, just business colleagues."

Clara nodded her head slowly, ah insecure once she was here. Try if Galen doesn't give her these clothes and jewelry. Maybe it will look like their social divide.

Asik struggling with his mind suddenly Nabila's voice made Clara turn. Yes, he waved his hand at the two of them who were greeted with a smile by Galen.

Suddenly his throat felt dry as he looked at the two Galen elders who were staring at him. Yes, of course, he knows because at the time in Galen's car showed a picture of his family and told a little genealogy also to minimize something that might happen.

"Ouch, Sir. I'm going home, right?" Clara half-whispered.

"Mas ... " Galen's remembrance instantly made Clara cluck.

"No way, we're already here and my parents also seem to have seen you. So play well."

Galen smirked at Clara. Making Clara grieve in her heart, hopefully nothing bad happens to her tonight.