
"Come, Mom. Prepare Risma!" he said the wife's asang pad with a glance at his eyes
Ms. Halimah nodded, "Ba-okay sir. Um.."
Arta who understood immediately issued her business card. "Go to Hotel Az not far from here. Prepare Risma there. Give the hotel a business card. They're gonna give a hotel room to both of us tonight. But remember! Don't you dare fuck around!" his firmness was full of emphasis to the point of making the middle-aged woman nod quickly with a paled face.
The old woman took the card from Arta's hand and immediately went to the hotel that had been promised.
Arta immediately contacted his two brothers and sisters. Annisa, Ira, Lana and Syakir were shocked to hear all that.
"But you have a wife, Dek!" exclaiming Lana felt riled behind her video call connection.
Arta chuckled, "But anyway brother and brother are here. Instead of Arta committing adultery that leads to sin, would you rather marry me?? Udah, brother and brother Cepetan come here. The bride is waiting for us at the Az hotel. Brother and brother just go there, huh? Don't forget all the preparations!"
"Yahoooo!!! It's woy night! Where else is it like that! Just get married first. We will prepare tomorrow!" annisa replied a little indignant with this little brother of hers.
Syakir is in shock at the moment. He can't talk anything. "Bring our Mak to the hotel ya Bang. We'll get married there."
"Huh, you base Deck. Alright, yes! Same brother Mak's there!" ketus Syakir at the end of his sentence.
Arta chuckles.
Mr. Roni shrieked at that. I don't know what his current vision is like for Arta. What is clear is a figure like Arta is discouraged to be a master fraudster again now void because it has been discovered Arta.
"Follow me!" his assertiveness was full of emphasis with an aura that was so sinister to be seen in Mr. Roni's eyes.
While at the Az hotel, Ms. Halimah immediately gave the sign to the receptionist.
They immediately contacted the hotel manager. Just wait fifteen minutes, now both are in the room of one hotel.
Room 303.
Hotel owner's Room. Ms. Halimah had wanted to escape after taking Risma there, but failed because the hotel was waiting for her at the door,
"Bi, why did Auntie bring me here? Who do we want to meet anyway?" risma asked increasingly agitated
Same with the middle-aged woman. He did not answer Risma's question. The phone rings constantly. A sign there is an incoming call from two different numbers.
But he didn't lift it. He who did not feel at home in the hotel immediately went out and spoke to the doorkeeper of their hotel.
He whispered a word that made the guard round his eyes. Soon he obeyed and would inform Arta.
The officer ran into the elevator to go to the ballroom of the room where the whole family had gathered there with an annoyed face and anxious hopes.
"Excuse me Mr Arta, can we talk to you for a second? It matters!" he said as he blinked his eyes quickly at Arta.
Arta who understood immediately got up. Still wearing clothes during his duties as a doctor, Arta followed the hotel officer iu.
"What's Ris?" ask Arta to Haris one of Arta's confidants at his own hotel.
Haris berbisisk in Arta's ear makes Arta glare at his eyes. He also nodded. "Just give her what she wants. And Risma. The girl he was with was my future wife!"
"Okay sir, excuse me!"
"Hem," replied Arta immediately back to the seat where his family had gathered.
While he was sitting in front of Mr. Penghulu who was a little sour on his face because Arta disturbed him.
"Don't be angry ah! Uwak is bad when angry!" celtuk Arta makes Uwak Daman grunt not like to hear Arta's words.
"Shut up you fucking nephew! The wak had just returned home. You already sent Uwak here. Where not to eat anymore! Hungry Uwak, Arta!" he became even more dislikeful of his nephew.
Arta laughs.