Young Wife For My Husband
Chapter 50 Soloudin Has Changed
"Sir, tomorrow-tomorrow to the workshop do not change the journal books! The danger! The original owner ngadat and I got scolding!"
Soleh immediately released his anger on Anta who was sleeping while scrolling the tiktuk application while eating his favorite frozen B+ng-Beng.
"What the hell are you? Come directly nyerocos like firecrackers in Ramadan!"
Anta cuek duck without taking her eyes off the phone screen.
"Abang! When did the Syrian get pregnant? You're married for two months, but how come there's no news?"
Suddenly Lani who saw the arrival of her beloved brother immediately entered and strafed Soleh with questions.
"What the hell are you, Lan? I'm upset, you came to ask pregnancy! I've been married for a few weeks too! Why are you dizzy?!" spray Soleh on Lani who increasingly makes his head dizzy.
"But! I ask for land in the rice field that you worked on? Two hundred meters only. Make a home. Yes yes yes? He said that if Juria is pregnant, the land that you worked on will be the property of our family? Aye right?"
"Do you have money to build a house?" ask Soleh in a loud voice.
"Yes the money borrowed from Abang and Jyria. Hehe... One hundred million is enough to build a two-room minimalist house."
Pluks.
Soleh threw the peanut shell that he had just eaten from the jar that was available on the table.
"You think I have a money tree! That could bring out a hundred million dollars! This is a loss of twenty millions already dare to say harsh words to the son-in-law, especially if it is up to a hundred million? Hmh! Bummer!"
"Eat him must be good at taking the heart of in-laws!"
"You yourself? Are you good at taking your in-laws' hearts?"
"Be smart! Unfortunately, my in-laws are not people! Hhh.. Amsyong Me, Bang!"
"Hm. Which mother?"
"The same with his friends!" reply Anta back nimbrung chat.
"Oral?"
"Yes. The money I made by fiddling with the bookkeeping of your workshop, that is, brought by your mother a pure gold bar Ant*m which is ten grams. He said he wanted to be like someone else, have a collection of Mas Antam in diagrams!"
"But I got hit by that Ojan Marjan! Ish, his mouth is bad. Rough talk! Just found out I'm friends when you say it's so bitter!"
"Hehehe...! Hence, cleverly take her heart! Don't you make trouble with him! Keep loving happiness with your child!" tukas Anta gave advice.
"God! The Syrian is the same. Same as the ancestors. Instead of entertaining me even follow me up. In front of the kids. Si*lan!"
"Abang, go home later must be good again with Juria! I don't want you guys to have any problems!" Lani is back in the conversation.
"Hhh.., change first, Lan! You're still good at living in Tito's house anyway. Eat stay eat. No need to cook because your in-laws are cooking!" anta told her daughter.
"Inner, Sir! His sister Reni Tito is getting married next month. There will be a new son-in-law in the house. I will not move. I want to have my own home too! The household has wanted four years, masa' continues to live in the house of in-laws."
"Si Tito agrees with your wishes?" ask her youngest sister.
"Know. But he didn't respond. You know where you got money from? Swashy? Tuyul piara? That said. Kan ngeselin, Bang! Long time I left him too if his life there is no change alias so-that's it! He thought I couldn't do what with a guy who's bigger than him? Huh! You're the only man who can, I can't. I ask for a favor from Mbah Surip to open his aura!"
"What aura?"
"Our-auran!" ledek Anta on her youngest daughter.
Tito is a good man and has mature thinking.
They married four years ago and have been blessed with a one-and-a-half-year-old daughter named Felicia who is called Cia.
They're neighbors. And love anchors after a year of love.
Tito is a good man but his job is only as a grass tripe and motorcycle motorcycle motorcycle taxi.
Actually there is a desire to move to the city like Soleh also his other friends, but Tito's desire is opposed by the family.
Nani and Engkos did not want their three children to leave their hometown. They once swore, the land of birth was the best for him and the whole family.
No need to hijrah. Unable to work far out of town. They prefer their children to make a living in their own village.
Treeet tree tree
Soleh took his phone that rang.
"Juriah phone!" he said with a reluctant tone.
"Come, lift! Ask him, I need a hundred million, can borrow for a long time, right? Come bang!"
Lani shakes the shoulder of Soleh who is upset.
"Hallo's? Aye, Honey?"
...[.Mas, where are you? Go home quickly, Mom! Mr accident at the corner of Salawi!]...
"Huh?!? Yes, I'm coming home!"
Clik.
Soleh smiled broadly hearing her in-laws crash.
"Racaine! Hahaha.the good boy is being bullied, finally hit by a traffic accident! Moga knocked out the old man at the scene!"
Soleh cheered happily. Anta smiled to see her proud son happy.
"Bang, if you get an inheritance, share Lani with Bang! Get the house up!" lani said chiming in on Soleh's comments.
"Hahaha..be calm, Lan! I'll make a two-story house in the middle of a rice field that's certified in my name!"
"Aami... Hehe!"
That is, when humans are more inclined to like the treasures of the world and start no matter the results obtained from halal or haram acts. So slowly the nature, attitude and habits also change to resemble a demon.
Soleh with a carefree heart came home to Anta and Lani.
He wanted to see for himself the state of Ojan who had just cursed him raw without thinking about the feelings of Soleh the son-in-law.
"May the Ojan die soon! I can control all his possessions. Hehehe.." murmured Soleh to himself.
He whistled his motorbike out of the courtyard of Mariana and Anta's house.
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