Baba's Second Wife

Introducing Mrs Bilal

Days changed, months increased, it did not feel Borkhan and Lulu lived their marriage in harmony and color..

Lulu herself does not know if their marriage is legal in the eyes of the law and the state..

As usual in the morning, Lulu is cooking breakfast for her husband. Lulu was actually a little disappointed because Borkhan did not let himself work at one of his restaurants, but Lulu was good and never protested just according to him...

Now he was humming while rubbing fried rice, not how long he felt a hug...

Cup..

''Good morning dear.''sapa Borkhan hugged Lulu from behind..

"Morning is also my husband." replied Lulu but she was still cool with fried rice on the stove..

"Sit down, I will prepare your breakfast.'' said Lulu.

Borkhan stepped up and sat down obediently, waiting for his wife to prepare a meal for him..

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Intermittent between them eating, Borkhan stared intensely at Lulu. There is a bit of unwillingness if others see the beauty of the wife, but what to say! he can't keep LuLu in the apartment forever..

''Honey, we're getting ready tonight because we're going to attend Omar's son's birthday party..

Lulu, who was eating, stopped and looked at her husband..

''I'm coming.?

''Hm__

''But I'm ashamed.'' said Lulu

''Why ashamed? I will introduce you to all my friends Borkhan said.

''Are you sure? didn't we get married from the beginning ka__

''It was, but different for now, you are everything to me.' said Borkhan clasping his wife's hand..

Lulu smiled and nodded. ''I'll get ready and buy a dress. Have you bought a gift.? ask Lulu

Borkhan. ''I do not know what to give, for the son of the sultan of one.!!

''Let's look together.'' said Lulu antusiasi.

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Nightfall.##

Lulu is ready with her dress, she is very pretty and petite. Bokrhan was actually unwilling if Lulu dressed up as beautiful as this, but Borkhan realized that LuLu was preparing herself from this morning..

Bokrhan and Lulu get out of the apartment to a restaurant that is none other than Borkhan's restaurant..

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Borkhan's hands were always on Lulu's small waist, afraid that people would take hers..

Zulaikha who saw his nephew so possessive to his little wife smiled happily, and prayed that the niece's household would be fine...

Lulu was so bored that when Borkhan continued to introduce himself, he asked for permission if he would take a snack there..

Borkhan allowed his wife to go take whatever she wanted, but on one condition. Lulu should not join the socialite women sitting around showing off their jewelry. Lulu nodded and walked away..

Borkhan joined Omar who was chatting..

''Borkhan you are very lucky to get a young and beautiful wife.'' said the man next to him..

Borkhan only smiled, eager to pry the eyes of the man next to him who had been staring at his wife..

While Lulu is very enthusiastic about seeing how much food in front of her, so she does not care about many people who are watching her including Lintang who is walking towards her..

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''Hai LuLu how are you.? greet Latitude from the back..

Uhuk..

Uhuk..

LuLu choked on the food because he was surprised that someone greeted him, then looked back and saw the hostess greeting her..

''Hallo Madam.'' said back LuLu bowed.

''Do not like that, do not call me madam, because you yourself have become madam now.'' said Lintang chuckled..

Lulu smiled as she scratched her non-itchy head..

''I thought you were as arrogant as the mother of the socialite mother over there, who was flaunting their diamonds and gold.!! point Lulu pointed using her eye lyrics..

''Don't think about them, play at my Qars once in a while let me have a chat.

''Mmm, well later I will play to your Qars bersa___

Lulu did not continue speaking, because seeing the fight ahead there which was none other than Lintang's husband who did not accept the wife was lowered..

Borkhan approached Lulu as the situation improved..

''Let's go home.'' invite him to hold Lulu's hand..

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