Trapped With The Jelita
It Turns out You're Very Rich

"What order?"

Two people who were talking then turned to the door that had been open either since when the two did not realize it.

Ralen stood with a questionable face in fact she did not intend to steal a listen but the door that was not tightly closed made a sound from inside the room heard by her who had indeed awakened from sleep and looked for her husband who was not next to her when she felt that her husband also slept with her.

The half-sleepy woman came out of the room to find out her husband's whereabouts as soon as she passed a room that she knew was her late-in-law's workroom with an unmet door she stopped trying to open but then I was restrained when I heard the sound of two people talking.

The voice belonged to two people he knew and was talking about a bet he never knew about.

"Who bets?" Ralen repeated his question with a face that had now turned innocent, a mark she did not understand anything.

"Mama anyway!" grumbled Ipul with lips that move faintly and then glanced at the Mama.

"Thread is a bet with Davi, Len," instead of shutting up even more and more gagging talk tells Ralen to make the two eyeballs of Ipul look in disbelief.

"Mas bet? bet what?" Ralen turned to look at her husband who was scratching his head.

"Car bet! and your husband is losing" Mama Riska is getting worse and worse without stopping.

Ralen's eyes that had been still adorable also turned wide, revealing incredible shock, "then the car?" still asking the husband and his views from earlier did not change even though the one who continued to answer questions from him was the in-law.

"Yes the car is taken the same dong who won," said Mama Riska while giggling amusedly.

"Can you just shut up?!" Ipul began to get anxious with the mouth of the mother who could not stay still since, just continued to give answers when he was not the one being asked.

Mama Riska shook her head and then put her shoulders together, her mouth had lost the brakes so she could not stop suddenly had to be set first.

"Malgoshen!" sulcan Ipul's.

"What bet?" ralen asked still standing by the door.

"Well, you answer me, Mama wants to finish the former meal first," said the woman who hastened up from her seat breezed away leaving Ipul who was still with her behavior.

"Bang Davi and I bet that if I get to bucin with you he's entitled to take my car! satisfied you!?" Ipul said very loudly telling the woman who had just shown an indistinct expression.

"Oh."

The gaping Ipul got a response that was just oh only from the mouth of his wife who is now round, is that it?

"Oh?" Ipul imitates what Ralen did with his face in disbelief.

"It turns out you are very rich, Mas Sai" said Ralen then walked away from the door still with the same face as before.

The man who still did not move from his seat even gawked to find an unreasonable response, his wife even discussed his wealth, he said, did the woman forget that she was married to a young businessman who owned several companies, well even though it was an inheritance but still it was all his absolute right?

"He even talked about wealth? my ears don't go deaf because they're often picked up by two women in this house, right?" talking to himself seeks answers to the confusion he feels when Ralen is out of sight.

The man even patted his ears open and then closed them alternately with the palms to ensure his hearing.

"My ears are normal, means he really talks about wealth, he's not angry at being made a bet?" babbling alone with eyebrows that look at each other.

"Jelita," called the wife who was already invisible, walking in search of the woman who he thought might be angry at him rampaging massively for not accepting.

Her footsteps became faster when in the room did not find the woman she was looking for.

"Jelitaa, hey cuddle you?!" he shouted while going down the stairs.

"What the hell are you yelling at? I thought Tarzan knew it!" the mother's nagging when passing her son at the bottom of the stairs.

"Mommy see Jelita?" asked without responding to what his mother said.

Mama Riska looked down at her mouth, "who you're looking for is eating," she said as she moved her chin to point at the place where the woman she was looking for was.

Mama Riska nodded her head in agreement because the reality was like that, her daughter-in-law suddenly came to the kitchen when she was just about to tidy up the dining table, the daughter-in-law then took the plate and ate, and then she was, Riska was confused, wasn't she before continuing to sleep before her daughter-in-law had eaten with them?

"Feeling before going to bed already ate," Ipul scratched his confused head.

"Yes right together with us too," said the mother, "yah yesarina aja your money also will not run out just because your wife eats continuously, rather than making bets, hihi." Mama Riska giggles and then breezes away just like that after making her son's eyes glare.

"Guard continues to be discussed!" gerutu Ipul felt shunned.

Ipul also moved his legs following the wife from the dining room and sure enough what was said by his mother earlier, he said, he who had just arrived at the doorway stopped his steps to watch the back of the wife who was sitting back at the door.

The woman's hand is seen moving to lift the spoon filled with food and then feed it into the mouth.

"This kid why eat mulu?" mumbling wonder.

He remembered when he was in Batam Ralen often ate, sometimes a day can be many times not to mention a snack that like no stop went into the mouth, sometimes a day can be many times, actually it is not why but it used to be when Ralen was married to eat just a little bit a day just twice in the morning and evening or night.

"Mas Sai."

Ralen's voice made Ipul suddenly step closer and then sit next to the woman who was chewing so greedily.

"You're a really big laper?" Paul asked what he was thinking.

Ralen nodded, "don't know waking up to eat."

"Before you go to bed, have eaten" reminded his wife.

"Huh? yes emang?" Ralen stopped his movement looking at the husband who was also looking at him with eyes that were somehow implying what.

"Kok he's getting senile?" inner Ipul when he found Ralen's face that hinted that the woman had indeed forgotten.

"If I've been eating, why do I eat again? you mind? no like? even though you are rich in money you just bet a lot using the car, I eat many times you mind!" chirping Ralen.

Ipul infected by hearing his wife blabbering, he was just asking and reminding anyone who would mind his wife would eat how many times yes whatever why even so nag.

"I just asked Doang Jelita, where I mind wife eating, I'm looking for money for you, yes, want to eat until your stomach explodes, it's up to my money will not run out just to eat you doang," replied Ipul.

"So you want my stomach to explode? the husband has no mind, his mouth is evil!" ralen Sentak.

"Gosh, that's not what it means, you're getting more and more day-to-day why so sensitive anyway?!" I can't believe, from the beginning he knew his wife was fierce but it didn't feel like this, anything was a problem.

Strange and unclear, confusing before he thought Ralen would be angry because of the betting problem eh yearya even angry because of food.

"It is I who am full, Mas Sai!" Ralen got up from his seat and left the gawking husband staring at his departure half-run.

"Open siiihhh." Ipul ruffled his own hair with anxiety then rubbed his face so rough and urakan do repeatedly until his face so look tangled thinking about his wife's attitude that became strange.

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