Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 127 Soleh The Crazy
"Amel is getting married Saturday and the reception is Sunday? Really Lan? Not hoaks?"
Soleh was surprised to hear the news of his ex-wife from his younger brother.
Lani nodded.
"The "jab and its reception are held in Jakarta. Neighbor Mbak Amel said, on Saturday morning there will be two buses to pick up the neighbors who want to attend their wedding. Two big buses, Bang!"
Soleh gulped. His jaw went up and down to hear the news that should be happy.
Soleh has resigned. He was no longer too eager to get back Amelia because of her current disability.
But her curiosity in who her ex-husband-to-be was so high.
Up to half this daily he is unsettled heart.
"Yes!" the cry of the lowest rung on the wife who was in the upper room.
"Yes, Mom?!?" juriah replied with a cry for ironing clothes.
"Will go to the dealer first? There's some leftover parts!" he told the wife.
"Yes, Mom! Be careful on the road! I'm still ironing, responsibility for this!"
"Yes! The road first, huh? The shop is guarded Afdal!"
"Yes!... Maass, go home and buy me a chicken soto?" jyria's message unsuspecting.
Jyria did not know, Her husband had other intentions than to the dealer.
I really wanted to make sure the news was true. And very curious to know who will be Amelia's next companion.
At least, he will be calm if he finds out whether the man who became his successor is worthy or not for Amel. So thought Soleh.
Soleh went to his former father-in-law's house before actually going to the dealer as he had told his wife, on a matic motorbike.
Ever since his legs stayed one, Soleh only dared to carry a small motorbike. The big motor was silent in the corner.
Jyria has no idea what Lani brought via phone with Soleh. Because he was upstairs while Soleh was at the auto parts store.
Sodi has changed better. But when it comes to the latest news about Amelia, her curiosity is sticking out and her heart continues to beat so fast that it must immediately get clear news according to her.
The news Lani brought for him is still hanging. Not clear.
"Mas! Pri Mas!"
Soleh immediately called Mia's neighbor whom he had known a dozen years ago.
"Sholeh? Soleh? Where's feet?? I mean why?"
Priambodo, a man who lived several houses from the house of Amelia's parents was amazed to see the situation of Soleh now.
Sally clasped her hand. He doesn't care much about Pri's questions.
"Mas! Is Amelia really getting married?" ask her directly to the point.
Priambodo stared at him for a few seconds without blinking.
"Yes, Leh!"
"Do you know who the candidate is? Is... still a villager here? Or..."
"mmmmmmm. City guy, Leh! You're still with his son the angkot who died gant+ng himself right?"
Sontak Soleh felt sad and looked down.
"Amelia's future husband what's her name?"
"Mmm... Why, Leh? Don't bother Amelia. Let him be happy. You are even married. Even earlier than him."
Priambodo of course defended Amelia and tried to remind Soleh. He had heard the story of the wife that Soleh had come and made trouble just because he wanted to refer to Amel.
"I just want to know, Mom! By Allah, there is no intention of interrupting. My wife is also nice, still young. I want to calm down after knowing that her future husband Amel is a good person."
"Mbak Amel accepted it was definitely a good man. The time to bring it is also quite a lot of family members."
Sodi wants to know more.
"Mas, aren't they fooling Amelia? I'm worried, so I want to know who that lucky guy is!"
"Hhh... Wait a minute, I'll ask Lydia first!" said Pri went inside his house.
Priambodo returned to the outside.
"What's his name, Mas?"
"Lukmanul Judge."
"Luk_man??!"
Soleh felt a sigh in his chest. Throbbing hurts the heart.
"Lukman?" he murmured again in a soft voice.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Thank you, Mom! Yo wes I'm saying goodbye!"
"Just pray Amel is as happy as you already have another moor, Leh!"
"Yes, Mom!"
Soleh direct gas.
His mind floated, his heart was sad not dumbass.
"It turns out my hunch is right! They were nothing from before! Why am I not thinking that way at all? Hm... Lukman could be a player! Hhh... You male thief! It turns out..."
Lukman raved with himself all the way.
His chest was throbbing, his heart was hot.
The scorching afternoon did not care for Soleh.
The soul's emotions burn the whole heart to the head. Until his brain was like a mask somewhere.
Soleh glides on a matic bike using the power of all souls.
He left the small town for the capital.
There is an evil plan lodged in the brain and the blunder continues to get bigger, getting bigger.
Not stupid with her who looks sad.
Don't think what will happen if he faces Lukman and Amelia.
The capital greeted him at nine o'clock at night to his rented house first.
The main destination is Bu Saodah, the owner of the stall in front of the highway alley rented house.
"Mom! May I have an invitation letter for Amelia and Lukman's wedding?"
It was a shock that Saodah saw someone coming in the evening at half ten as he was getting ready to close the shop.
"Bao... Soleh?"
A hundred thousand rupiah note made his eyes immediately glance at Soleh then at the money.
"I thought this would be easy to bribe!?" cetus Bu Saodah with a cynical voice.
Soleh took three more pieces from his wallet.
"This? Don't you want?"
Saodah immediately withdrew the money from Soleh's hand.
When else He had four hundred thousand rupiah without having to tire of trading all day.
"Wait!"
He came in after he got the money. Then came back with a piece of paper for Amelia Lukman's wedding.
"Here, address? Really?" lukman was surprised to see the reception on the invitation letter.
"Yes masa' I changed it's the party!" Saodah replied in a loud voice accused of manipulating the data.
"Can they get married in a hotel?" ask Soleh really can't believe it.
"Yes love dong people! If you have money, why not?"
"Yes, thank you! Oiya, I'll take the bike for a second, ma'am!?"
"Yes. Just lock the handlebar and put it on my porch!" answer Saodah.
Saodah was stifled to see Soleh who was limped off with the help of a stainless steel stick that could be folded.
And his eyes were stunned to see the missing leg of Soleh.
"Ke_why did he become like that?" mumbling Bu Saodah in a voice like a whisper.
Soleh was burning a huge fire.
That night he immediately visited the hotel where it was written at the wedding reception of his ex-wife.
"Amel! You really can't have. And I'll never have it again. But marrying Lukman, I will not accept your betrayal! I, Solehudin, if I can't be your husband anymore, that weathered Bujang can't have you!"
The promise of the heart of Soleh is very evil.
His heart burned with emotion.
His mind was getting dirty in his rotten heart.
With the money he brought quite a lot, Soleh immediately glided to the five-star hotel owned by Bimo to take an argo taxi.
It's Friday night. Tomorrow is Saturday at one o'clock, Amel and Lukman's wedding will be held.
Soleh was determined to foil the marriage.
"This? Her place? Ck ck... Who is Lukman? The gambler who wins the lottery? Until I can make Amel party at this hotel!?"
Lukman got off the taxi, limped.
"Sorry, Sir! We don't accept beggars!"
A security guard prevented Soleh from entering the hotel courtyard which was decorated with colorful flowers and balloons.
"What did you say? A beggar? Offhanded!" pekik Soleh shouted loudly.
Three security men came and immediately pulled both of his hands.
"Hey! Tell the owner of this hotel, cancel the wedding that will be held tomorrow morning! Tell him to come out and see me if I don't want to be embarrassed for the rest of their lives!"
"out! Or we'll take him to the police station!"
"Please! But this case is gonna get bigger because I'm gonna ramble on a reporter about the ugliness of this hotel!"
"Do you want to meet the owner of this hotel?"
"I want him to cancel tomorrow's party, right now at the hotel tenant who's getting married tomorrow!"
"Mas Lukman is the first son of the owner of this hotel. For the next three days, the hotel is closed to the public! There are no rooms we rented!"
"What??? Nice dong! All broken hotel names and owners' names because they're the snatch people's wives!"
Soleh roars like a man of disobedience.
Finally a security person took the initiative to inform Bimo that was indeed inside, monitoring the situation for tomorrow's event.
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