A Match For Gus Ilham

Chapter.37

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"Later there will come, people who will help clean the house and cook when you are busy or do not have time to cook," said Ilham after both finished worshiping.

"Who is Mas?" asked Myesha while tidying up the prayer tool that had just been used by both of them.

"The name is Bi Ida. He will stay here but in the back pavilion. Mas deliberately looking for people who can stay overnight, so if anything what we are much easier to ask for his help," answer Ilham while removing the cocoa shirt to be replaced with a home shirt that he usually uses when at home only.

It just so happens that today Ilham is still taking leave, or rather taking additional leave to take care of all the needs needed in the new house that he will occupy with his wife.

Including the person who will be working at her house who happens to be coming this afternoon along with her husband. The couple were hired by Ilham on the advice of Abah Yusril.

Abah Yusril knows enough married couples who often do odd jobs to meet their needs. Plus, they still have a child who is still in their responsibility because they are not married.

Because it was a recommendation from the grandfather, Ilham finally agreed to employ both in one house and will come to live in that house. Ilham will hire the husband of Bi Ida as a gardener as well as a house security guard around the house.

And of course, it was welcomed by the two couples. Besides being able to be free from home rental money, they can focus on working without having to think about the house they leave, he said, because indeed all this time Bi Ida and her husband did not have their own house and still contracted one of the residents' houses.

“Oh so, all right. Guess when they came here?” ask Myesha again.

“Maybe in a moment. Kita just wait, maybe they are still on their way to here,” replied Ilham who has now changed clothes and sat on the lip of the bed while playing his gadget.

And sure enough, not long after that house bell rang. Ilham and Myesha alike went straight out of the room and headed downstairs to open the door of their house.

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“Assalamu’alaikum, excuse me is this really the home of Gus Ilham?” ask the middle-aged woman who is standing at the very front door.

“True, this is Bi Ida huh?” myesha answered full of her courtesy and hospitality.

“True mistress, I am Bi Ida and this is my husband and daughter,” Bi Ida replied while introducing two people who came along with her.

"Let's go in Bi, we're talking inside." Myesha continued to allow the family of her prospective art to enter the house.

The three guests also entered, then followed the steps of the prospective employer towards the inside of the house. Myesha brought Bi Ida's family to talk in the living room.

"Mas, this is Bi Ida as her family has come," said Myesha approached her husband and sat right next to him.

"Yes dear, let Bi, Mang please sit down," replied the inspiration to invite his guests to sit down.

"Well Gus thank you, introduce me Bi Ida and this is my husband his name is Marno. And this is my daughter, Melani sorry I have to bring along the princess alone because no one can look after her. In addition, our rented house was no longer rented so I had to bring my daughter to come with us. Melani can also help here," explained Bi Ida who is quite understood by Ilham and Myesha.

"Well, it doesn't matter Bi. Bibi and Mang Marno will start working from this afternoon. Aunty and family will stay in the back pavilion. All the necessities for the Aunt's family were already available there. So now, Auntie and family can rest there. Later in the afternoon, help my wife prepare dinner. This is the key to the pavilion, so please rest first. Later in the afternoon just started to work," explained Ilham while giving the key to the pavilion at the back of his luxurious house.

"Okay Gus, thank you." Replied Bi Ida who still felt sorry for her new employer.

"Mas, I'm going between the back first huh?" Myesha said to her husband.

"Dear, wait in the room, okay? Go home from the back directly to the room only," replied Ilham who was nod by Myesha.

"Yes, let me show you the pavilion" said Myesha as she walked first and was followed by a family who would start working in the house.

Inspiration itself immediately moved towards his room. Upon arriving in the room, Ilham headed towards the balcony of his room along with Myesha. Ilham spent time there while waiting for his wife to return by checking her work through a laptop on her lap.

From up there, Ilham can also see clearly the scenery that is down there. And when glancing down the balcony, accidentally his net caught someone who was staring at him.

Inspiration instantly turned his face away when he realized that he had been staring at someone who was not his mahram. Ilham was again preoccupied with reports of work reports that entered his laptop. Until Ilham did not realize that his wife was already beside him.

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Ilham gasped in shock as he felt his cheeks on someone's kiss. Ilham immediately turned his head and saw his wife was now sitting right next to him with a sweet smile.

"Astaghfirullah, baby. Just make a surprise," exclaimed Ilham while rubbing his chest in shock.

"So serious anyway? Until he realized that his wife was coming," answered Myesha writhing spoiled in the arms of the husband.

"This, work to be done. Wh why? How to grow spoiled gini?" Tanya Ilham changed his position to hug Myesha and hold tightly the body of the woman who managed to steal her heart.

"The weather is so good, Mas, it's like this." Myesha's words further submerged her face in the chest of her husband's field.

"You're right, it's even better if we continue with the hot hot and delicious delicious," replied Ilham sly grin depicted on his face.

Seeing this, Myesha began to give distance and then be wary of her husband. I don't know why the once cold and indifferent Inspiration has suddenly become a filthy and perverted Inspiration.