Warm Maid
Ah-Hm

And after the event was over, Alia changed clothes in one of the hotel rooms with Cyclone's mother and also Dinda's assistant. And Topa's job is to pay all the bills Johan gave her.

The typhoon hit its platinum card pin number in one of the hotel rooms.

He grinned a little by imagining the cunning face of the friend who made it here.

Shortly Bill's receipt was out of the machine printing proof of payment.

A female officer smiled happily to see the proof of payment was printed successfully. And 198 million dollars went smoothly into the hotel rec. He quickly cut the receipt while pulling the platinum debit card from the payment machine.

"This is mas, your card and proof of payment has been successfully transferred" said the female officer was friendly.

Typhoon received a receipt as well as his atm card. He skimmed with a linked forehead.

"198 million?? not 180 million?" the Typhoon protests.

The female officer also tried to see Bill who was pushed back by the customer.

And his face looks calm.

"Yes right sir, 198 million.."

"But how can?? didn't it say in Bill 180 million?? which one is right??" ask the Typhoon back.

The lady officer smiled, then he took one of Bill from his nightstand and gave it to Typhoon.

"It's a mas, there's Bill from the hotel's mini bar. There are some guests who open Bill there on your behalf.."

Typhoon woken.

"Bill from the mini bar?"

"Yes, here are some Luren wine drinks and some German cigars that customers order on your behalf.."

The typhoon can only shake.

"Wine?? a cigar??" repeat Typhoon considering who really likes the liquor. "Kevin.." he sizzled. "Just look at you, later.I'll reply!!" muttered Typhoon.

"Yes, yes, thank you.." said Typhoon closed all the discussion about Bill which became swollen because of the work of his friends less work.

The female officer smiled.

"Together mas, good luck with your new life sir.good evening bride." said the officer with a radiant face.

Typhoon only heard and passed away still dressed in marriage.

And it turns out that in the lobby waiting room Alia has changed clothes and beside her there is a Typhoon mother.

The typhoon approached the two precious women.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, we're ready, but there's Alia's stuff there.." point Alia to the corner room of the Lobby chair.

"Ooh, okay.then grab the car first.you wait here.."

Alia nodded in agreement. The typhoon also left.

***

And along the way home, Alia sat quietly with Typhoon's mother in the back.

The typhoon drove the car at a moderate speed. The slightly stretchy road makes Typhoon cars glide smoothly without obstacles.

Occasionally the Typhoon steals the field on the wife who sits staring out the window of the car.

Anxiety is also happy to meet the feelings of the Typhoon that finally brought the wife home.

After 35 minutes, finally the wheel of the Typhoon car entered the yard number 15.

The wheels stopped and a second later the car engine was turned off.

"Yuk.." take Typhoon.

"Yes." said Alia calmly. "Let's get us down, we're home." Alia told Typhoon's sleepy mother.

After the three got off. The storm unlocked the house.

Clek.the door of the house opened and Typhoon went inside to turn on some lights so that the dark room became bright.

And soon Alia came in with mom. But Alia was surprised to see the usually empty living room has now lined up several minimal sofas there.

The typhoon realized the shock of his wife. And that makes him satisfied.

"How do you like it??" ask the Typhoon as it approaches.

Alia nodded slowly.

"This is the mas??"

"Yes" said Typhoon. "Mas deliberately ate back this house as usual.so that you are happy.."

"It's good." praise Alia while getting into the house that now looks more different.

Flattered typhoon.

"Thank God you like it." said Typhoon happy.

"Oh, later we bring some vases of flowers yes.also some crystal jars.." said Alia to the mother with the plan.

Yet the middle-aged woman only looked on expressionlessly.

The storm approached the mother.

"Looks like you're sleepy??"

Alia.

"Hm, maybe the mother is less rest because of the event earlier. mother is not comfortable.." said Alia.

Typhoon seeping on mom's shoulders feeling guilty.

"Yuk, buk.kita take a break.." invite Alia.

"Yes, I'm just taking a break." exclaimed Typhoon.

Alia is eating a Typhoon.

"A-lia, sleepin mother first yes mas.." said Alia as if asking permission.

"O-oh.yes, yes mas also want to clean first, too sultry to wear this shirt.."

Alia smiled then slowly walked leading Typhoon's mother to her resting room.

Typhoon just sighed eating the back of the wife, it seems he had to be patient again to be alone with the wife.

"Yes has it.." exclaimed Typhoon tried to cover his chest and then passed to the main room.

***

Nearly an hour and a half, Typhoon's mother finally slept quietly in her room.

Alia sat on the edge of the bed by rubbing the temples of the mother's face which finally could sleep after two days of restless sleep in the apartment mbak Dinda.

Alia smiled shadyly.

"The comfort of the apartment room mbak Dinda.. still can not help the comfort of his own room ya buk??" alia is wise.

Alia breathed her long breath. Then he looked around the room that was a little messy because of mom. Alia also moved and slightly tidied up the shelf pampes mother also some clothes mother who did not but.

After everything was neat, Alia finally moved out of the room, slowly Alia left the mother's room by turning off the bright lights and replacing them with sleeping lights.

The door was closed and with Alia's relieved feeling. Finally, the task of taking care of my mother was completed.

And when he was about to go from the front door of his mother, he was fixated on eating the door of the main room.

Instantly Alia was agitated. She remembers that she is now the wife of the owner of the house. And now the room in front of him is the room that also belongs to him.

Slowly Alia stepped her foot venturing towards the main room.

But when he was in front of the door, he immediately felt doubt.

"Is it possible that Typhoon is asleep??" thought Alia with about to knock on the door of the main room.

Alia hesitantly wanted to knock, but she also did not dare to go straight in. She still could not believe that she was now the wife of the owner.

Alia was still thinking for a long time before the door with the lips that she had bitten uneasily.

His heart was pounding, until his fingertips were cold.

It really is wrong. His hand had wanted to knock many times but, his heart was still embarrassed.

But when Alia was still at war with her own mind. Suddenly the door opened.

Chequek..

Sontak Alia's body sculpting.

And the figure of the husband also dined it in wonder.

"Alia??"

"Yes??" sahut Alia spontaneous.

"Why keep standing?? why not go straight in??" cyclone Cecar.

"Yes? ah-hm. that's Alia.." said Alia rancau.

Typhoon smile. Then without a second thought immediately pulled Alia's hand to immediately enter the bridal room.