Wife To Alan
Season 2: Plan Failed

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Day after day Vanessa lived with all her heart, she more often read Islamic books owned by Aunt Metry. Reading it always makes Vanessa want to be in that era, let alone the story of the Prophets that are contained in the book in great detail.

"Van?"

"Yes, Tan? Just come in."

Aunt Metry who just came home from work came in. "Ngapain anyway? Not finished?"

"This is the third volume, Tan."

"God, that's great. Aunty used to be very slow to read. You're a big prick."

Vanessa laughed mindlessly at Aunt Metry sitting there. His mind was too engrossed in the groove he was currently responding to. How the struggle of the characters in there.

"Van?"

"Hem? How, Tan? Eaten? It will be later."

"Later malem Mother's birthday, make a surprise yuk."

That's when Vanessa dropped the book, she raised her eyebrows. "Oma?"

"Yes, the time of Stepmother."

"He he, ayok. So surprise me in the middle of that mall, Tan?"

"Ho'oh, let's be fun. Especially now that you are cooking. I love your cooking. Cake can't you?"

"Maybe, make the cream doang."

Aunt Metry clucked, which made Vanessa chuckle. "Seriously, Tan. I'm usually just cream doang. Oma Asih has not taught cake cake, only that food."

"But Malem later help ya."

"Why not be cool?" Ask Vanessa.

"Mom doesn't like store cakes, so it has to be made. You know, he ate it outside."

"Well, I'll help."

And when Aunt Metry was about to talk, there was an incoming call for Vanessa's phone. There is clearly written the contact's name, "My Husband." with emoticons love that makes Aunt Metry thump.

"Jaudah, Aunt down first."

"Okay, Tan."

"If dinner's down, don't wait for Oma you're angry."

"Yes, yes" replied Vanessa, who could not stand picking up the phone.

And when Aunt Metry shut the door, Vanessa lifted him up.

"Hallo, Assalamualaikum" said Judi there.

"Waalaikum salutations, Mas Ganteng My dear," replied Vanessa giggling. "I pray, I pray. See the video I sent?"

"Yes, look at it."

That's what Vanessa does, she always has a camera installed to video herself in the room. Up to tens of gigas of weight he sent to the gambling.

Like CCTV that monitors 24 hours of activity.

"So...., when to go home?"

"Let's go, it's busy here."

"Bringed by."

"The sholeh there."

"Yes sholeh this too. Bring sambal terasi yes, mampi to indonesia."

"How many bottles?"

"That's a lot," said Vanessa longed for the taste of packaged sambal. Because she was taken care of by a caregiver since childhood, so she never served home-cooked meals.

"Sent from here, afraid it's still not stable. So it's gotta be here first."

"The same Mile?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"He slept with you?" Vanessa asked with a slight annoyance.

"Oh...., yes..," said Vanessa. 

"Now what's going on?"

"Read the book has Aunt Metry, good good you know, Mas."

"Read me, just don't forget to eat. It'll hurt."

"Oh yes, Mas. Where did you keep my passport?"

"Why what?" Judi asked in shock, thinking Vanessa would run away.

"Calm napa, my passport photo is pretty. Show off to the others."

"Ngapain showing off everything? They know you're beautiful."

"Mass.

"In the drawer under your makeup."

"Asheeek!"

"Simpen's there again."

"Yes ready."

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As planned, at night around 10pm, Aunt Metry knocked on Vanessa's bedroom door.

The woman came out while holding back her sleepiness. Living in this house makes Vanessa can sleep early, making it no longer bear if staying up for a long time.

"Why is Aunt a long time ago?"

"Let's go downstairs quickly."

"If you think why not just ask the waiter?" Ask Vanessa while stepping.

Making Aunt Metry cluck. "Servant? If gambling is going to give you a surprise which one impressed you? He's the one who's planning or the waiter?"

"Good, Beautiful Aunt. Let's make it."

"You made the cream."

"What flavor?" Vanessa opened the fridge.

"Brown taste, I love chocolate."

"really? I never saw Oma eat chocolate, Auntie."

"That's because he wants to keep his teeth healthy. It's just one happy night, just make it."

"okay."

The two cooked there, while exchanging thoughts and joking laughs. Never once did Vanessa feel this kind of happy and heartwarming feeling. He can make friends, family and even friends in people around him at this time.

Aunt Metry is a beautiful Muslim woman, wearing a large hijab. But not once did he force himself to follow what he was doing. Aunt Metry only gently directed her until she could choose her own path.

There is no compulsion, blasphemy or necessity. Aunt Metry was Vanessa's first true sabbath to care.

About two hours later, they were finally done.

"Time's right, let's go to Mom's room."

"Mante first, I'm going to the toilet first."

"Auntie's waiting at Mom's door."

"Yes, Tan."

Aunt Metry holding a cake in her hand, she waited for Vanessa there.

Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes.

"God, where is the child going? Time to eat a tiger?"

An irritated Aunt Metry ends up storing the cake and catches up with Vanessa.

And to her surprise she found Vanessa unconscious.

"Oh God! The van! Van!"

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TBC.