WIFE TO 2 MR. STEFAN
EPISODE 175

Tristan ended up having dinner with her boyfriend's family. And from there Tristan felt a family warmth that even though he had never felt. Tristan continued to smile while chewing the food in his mouth.

“Nak Tristan, indeed you are not sought after with your parents every day to go home at night because Amira went home?”

The mother's question made Alan and Amira stop chewing the food in her mouth. The two of them stared at each other for a moment then fell silent. The mother's question was a little outrageous according to them.

While Tristan, he smiled broadly. Although actually his heart was sliced to hear the question that mother was asking about his parents who had been gone for a long time.

“Hem.. I no longer have parents.. I live only alone with my sister.” Tristan replied slowly.

I stammered a little at Tristan's response. Not that his heart made Tristan sad because it alluded to his parents who were gone. Because I didn't know that Tristan was an orphan. All I know is that Tristan is the son of a rich man.

“Eem.. Sorry, Tristan. Mother did not mean.” Said mom slowly feeling very bad for Tristan.

“No papa kok bu.” Tristan's smile nodded his head.

I glanced at Amira and Alan who were silent. I really feel very disheartened on Tristan as well as on Amira who must have misinterpreted her meaning.

After dinner, Alan invites Tristan to sit alone in the house. Actually Tristan already wants to go home because in addition to the day that is already night, Tristan also has to do the task of Amanda's mother who must be collected tomorrow morning.

Alan sipped a warm tea made by Amira then turned to Tristan who just stayed by his side and was only blocked by the table in the middle of the two of them.

“Tristan.” Call Alan while putting down the cup of tea he just drank.

“Ya brother.” Saut Tristan looked back at Tristan's gaze at him.

Alan was silent for a moment. The man sighed softly and then looked straight ahead.

“About your relationship with Amira, does your sister know?” Alan asked without looking at Tristan.

“Ya brother.. Sister Williana knows me and Amira are dating.” Tristan replied slowly. Tristan knew Alan would definitely say something important to her so kept holding her back from going home indirectly.

“So you don't mind your relationship?” Ask Alan again.

Tristan was silent. The young man thought it might be better if he was honest with Alan without anyone to cover up.

“Honestly, initially sister Williana forbade me to be close to Amira. But now it's not.”

Alan frowned feeling very curious.

“May I know why your sister banned you from being close to Amira?”

Tristan took a breath. It was impossible if he said clearly the cause of Williana forbade him to be close to Amira first.

“What because Amira is a child people don't have?” Ask Alan slowly.

Although hesitant, Tristan still answered honestly by nodding his head. The young man felt bad to say for himself that Williana forbade him from being close to Amira because Amira was a child of a simple family and Williana considered it not worth her family.

“Market one reason.” Alan's amused laughter.

Tristan turned to look in disbelief at Alan who was even so leisurely said without the slightest look of anger from his face.

“You need to know Tristan. We have no family. But we are not people who see that the rich are nobler than us who have nothing. Especially me. I consider everyone in this world the same. Because I think the one who deserves to distinguish man from man is God. Because only God is perfect is also rich.”

Tristan smiled hearing that. Tristan was happy to hear what Alan said. Because Tristan also agrees with Alan's opinion of real humans are all the same.

“I also think so brother. All humans are equally willing they are rich or not.”

Tristan nodded his head in agreement.

“So calm, I promise I won't hurt Amira. I'll take good care of Amira.” Tristan's smile said with great confidence.

“I keep your promise Tristan. But remember. If until you dare to make Amira hurt, I myself will beat you.”

Tristan laughed at that. Tristan believes he will not hurt Amira in the least. Because Tristan has also promised himself that he will take care of Amira well and with all his soul and body.

“Sister need not worry. I'm not the kind of person who likes to break promises.” Reply Tristan.

Draining the cell phone in the pocket of Tristan's jeans paused the chatter of the two of them. Tristan immediately reached into the pocket of his jeans pulled out the flat object.

Tristan stared at the screen of his phone where the name of Williana's contact was on it.

“Hem for a minute brother, I picked up the phone first.” Tristan told Alan politely.

“Oh okay, please.” Nodding Alan.

Tristan then got up from his seat and slightly moved away from Alan then immediately picked up the phone from Williana.

“Halo brother..”

“Where are you? why not come home at this time?”

Tristan turned to Alan for a moment who was enjoying his warm tea.

“Eem.. I'm still at Amira's house. You were told to have dinner with her mother and sister Amira.” Tristan answered honestly.

“So you prefer to have dinner with them and let brother eat alone at home, so?” Ask Williana cynically.

“Eem, ma'am doesn't mean that, sis. I just don't feel good if I don't.”

“It seems like what the Princess said is indeed true well, Amira it brings bad influence to you.”

Tristan clucking. Williana did nothing to separate Tristan and Amira. But Williana often denounces Amira while talking to Tristan.

“Kak.”

“Back now Tristan. Don't much reason.” Sela Williana firmly then immediately disconnected her phone connection just like that.

Tristan is cracking slowly. The young man then came back closer to Alan who was still sitting leisurely in his seat.

“Em.. Brother, I'll go home first.. I was waiting at home with sister Williana because.”

“Oh okay, do I need to call Amira?” Alan asked to get up from his seat.

“Oh no need brother, pity Amira must rest. No papa I'll just send a message to him.” Tristan Smile.

“Ya already then. Careful on the road.”

“Ya brother.”

Tristan crucified Alan who then got up from his seat. Alan looked at Tristan who was moving away from him towards his motorcycle. Before it passed, Tristan honked his motorcycle horn and nodded slowly at Alan. After that Tristan riding his motorcycle passed at moderate speed from the yard of the simple house of the Alan family to go home.