Young Handsome Substitute Master's Wife
Chapter 79

The day that was waiting for arrived, today the family of Asep sir has been neat with their best suit each. Nurmi uses a jeans suit and short-sleeved kemja combined with a slimbag on her shoulder, although she is a village person, but her appearance is not very village.

Nurmi looks beautiful and graceful with her style ala boy that.

Mr. Asep has reported to the local Rt about himself and his family who will leave for the city for the next two weeks. Mr. Asep entrusts his house and vehicle to the Rt sir to be safer from bobolan maling.

After waiting for a while, Mr. Asep and the others are ready in front of the house with so much luggage, if the matter of clothes they only bring a few, if only a few, but many are typical souvenirs of his village.

Fresh vegetables are directly picked from the tree, fruits, bananas, ripe jackfruit and many others as well. Mr. Asep deliberately brought as a hand for Dinda and the family in the city.

After a while, the helicopter managed to land there, from the helicopter down Joni to help raise the goods that will be brought by Mr. Asep.

Mr. Mario deliberately sent Joni who picked up Mr. Asep, because Joni already knew them, so the family of Asep sir did not feel awkward when on the way.

The residents have been crowded to see the departure of the family of Mr. Asep who was picked up by helicopter, there is a sense of iron in their hearts, why were they not the only ones who helped when Dinda fell into the ravine, if not now they will go to the city.

Another thing with Farah, Farah who knows that her pack lek will go to the city was in a hurry to get there. At first Farah did not know, because Nurmi did not tell him, because in the sense of Farah did not need to know. Farah knew from Mak Leha, when asking about what was the same pack of his queens coming to the house, Mak Leha replied that they wanted to say goodbye to the city where Hisa Dinda lived, Upon hearing that, Farah immediately ran to her pack lek's house.

Up there Farah saw Mr. Asep and the family were about to board the helicopter.

''Pak lek '' call Farah.

Mr. Asep turned his head, looking at where the source of the voice was,.

''Uncle Lek, Farah's coming ''

Bun Tuti and. urmi stared at each other, for what Farah asked to come with them, do you want to disturb Dinda later there.

''Lahh, come along. We're leaving, son, next time.'' Mr. Asep patted his nephew's shoulder.

''Farah change clothes, after that immediately back here again. Farah come with ya lek sir.''

Mr. Asep looked at Nurmi with Buk Tuti, hinting how..?

''Farah, you can not come because there is no passport, you have made a passport.'' Lying Nurmi.

''What is passport.'' Farah was confused

''Passport to......... For the time in check nantu time down from the helicopter, because Dinda's brother lives abroad. Isn't it Om?'' Nurmi turns her eyes asking Joni to agree

''I ''I...Yes right.'' Joni answered her end after understanding the intent of Nurmi who turned her eyes towards her.

Farah finally gave up, and let go of the hand of his lek sir, Mr. Asep rubbed his nephew's shoulder, pitying that Farah asked to come with him.

Mr. Asep and his family also boarded the helicopter, the third was equally nervous, because the first time for the third to ride the iron bird.

After a few hours of air travel, they finally reached the runway of the company building Mr. Mario, but there it looks lonely because it is night.

There is already Kelvin who is on duty by Irfan to pick up the family of Mr. Asep and deliver to the ministry.

One by one the people in the helicopter went down, not least Nurmi, When Nurmi came down from there, the face that had been pale now was again radiant.

''Vin.... Kelvin call Joni.

''Aah Yes.'' Kelvin immediately switched his gaze from staring at Nurmi.

''Vin, let's bring this down.

Kelvin just nodded and walked closer to them, Joni down using a special elevator goods while Kelvin was assigned to bring the family of Asep sir using the elevator especially the company officials.

When they reached the lobby, Kelvin immediately led them all to the car that was parked in front of the office door, after the third entered and sat in the car, only their luggage was brought by Joni and the two Security people on duty at this time.

On the way to his mension, Mr. Mario, Buk Tuti and Nurmi asim see the beauty of the city lights that they pass through, Kelvin occasionally saw his second behavior from the rearview mirror of the car he was driving.

When they arrived at the Missions, the three saw the takjup mension luxury of his master Mario.

''Om, this is Dinda's sister's house.?'' Ask Nurmi.

Finally Kelvin can hear Nurmi's voice from just now just silent, even though his eyes were wobbly. Kelvin was a little surprised because the village permpuan called him with the call Om, was he that old in his eyes.

''Wahh... Buk, his house is very big brother Dinda.'' said Nurmi again.

''It's mah not home, Nurmi.'' Answer Buk Tuti

''If open. house, keep this what ding Buk.''

''This is the name of the palace.'' Chirps bun Tuti again.

While Mr. Asep was increasingly unwell when he saw how magnificent and luxurious the Dibda family home, while all this time he only provided a simple house for Dinda to occupy.

''Let's die, father, our mother comes in. It's all waiting for us inside.'' Take Kelvin

Mr. Asep was about to take his luggage from the trunk of the car, but was immediately stopped by Kelvin

''Tidaj do sir, just leave it there, there will be those who bring it in later.'' Prevent Kelvin

Mr. Asep nodded and followed Kelvin's steps who continued to walk into the ministry. The more to there his third heart is increasingly racing, the third deg degan because the first time stepped on the feet in the house of the rich, the, although this is the family home of Dinda who has been considered a child by them, but still they are different castes. That's what Asep's mind is...

Tbc....

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