Cassandra Loving

Defended Wife Candidate

"Non Sandra!" A whispering voice suddenly shocked Cassandra.

The girl looked back and looked in annoyance at the house assistant.

"What the hell, Ma'am. Just ngagetin!" Cassandra whispered in an annoyed tone. His hand carefully opened the window curtain to peek at Pras and his papa, which he hid behind his back.

"Sorry, Non. Non why? What again? Another bit of sleep, huh? Why not just come out and hear it. From here it's not a whimper, Non." Mbak Min seemed to suggest innocently. This middle-aged woman's character was indeed so. And that sometimes makes Cassandra laugh, sometimes even irritated.

Cassandra pursed her lips. If he nguping outside his name is not nguping anymore, but nimbrung.

"Mil Brother! If I go outside his name, talk. Ah, ngagetin me only." Cassandra complained annoyedly.

When Cassandra peeked and was surprised, Madam Min was aware of it. Pras felt that Cassandra seemed to feel guilty about all these misunderstandings. Cassandra must have been feeling anxious and thought Pras might be being taken all out by her papa.

"Om, Cassandra's sniffing from that window over there." Pras withholds a smile. Among the poignancy of the conversation just now, Cassandra's fleeting appearance captured by her eyes felt like the reverser of the situation.

Prambodo turned his head and saw the silhouette of his daughter being with someone. Obviously someone must be one of the workers in his house.

The dying man smiled.

"He thinks I'm nagging you, Pras. Maybe he feels guilty too. I know how bad your behavior is not pleasing to my heart, you are still the best daughter-in-law I can get.

I really want to nag you because you took Cassandra on the bike and..."

"Of! Swear, Mom! Not the story." Pras immediately remembered the incident. He thinks this is his chance to straighten out Cassandra's slander.

Prambodo scrunched his forehead. "How did the real thing go?" He asks.

"Cassandra cuts my explanation steadily. I forgot I didn't bring my car yesterday. I kept samperin he then told him to take a taxi, let me follow the taxi in the back until the hospital.

I clearly remember the story of Om and how Om was so traumatized by the accident. What a crazy thing I told Cassandra to ride a motorbike. But he forced his way up. I can't tell him to come down. Again sorry, my mom."

Prambodo listened to Pras explanation by gawking. Oh, his daughter is resourceful. Apparently he tricked him yesterday to drop Pras's good name.

"So all the stories are mere stories? Also about your words... Uh..." Prambodo finally realized himself. Yes, this behavior of Cassandra.

Pras nodded. "Yes. I can't possibly be insolent and take advantage of Cassandra's innocence. Girls Om aren't that stupid after all. If I mess around, he'll definitely slap me.

He was just trying to do everything I could to get upset and give up on this matchmaking. Including his behavior tonight dressed like that." Pras alludes to Cassandra's gruesome dress again at the end of her explanation.

Prambodo laughed softly while patting Pras on the back.

"Good, Pras! I should have been conscious from the beginning. The kid got crushed on you too fast. There must be something behind it. Apparently he's acting up. You're patient, Pras." Prambodo increasingly felt he was not wrong to choose.

The only daughter he keeps and he affectionately has to end up in the hands of the right man. And Prambodo's man of choice is Pras.

"He peeked again, Om." Pras said quietly while pretending to look the other way.

Prambodo looked down to hide his laughter. Pras is down.

"Now?" Prambodo whose position was slightly turned back asked.

Pras nodded then they both laughed.

"Om, it looks like my position will be even more profitable if Om pretends to nag me. He'll feel guilty. And that's good. He's gonna melt down and not act like shit after this." Pras whispered still while looking down.

"How'd it go?" Prambodo replied with a voice no less slow.

Pras suddenly had an idea.

Yes, he explained about the car that was hit so that the rear bumper was badly damaged.

At first, Prambodo was surprised. Anything that has to do with a car accident is traumatizing. But Pras managed to explain the problem.

Pras was just unlucky for meeting an arrogant drunken car driver. And most importantly he and Cassandra are okay, right. Only the car is dented.

"Oh, you deserve a long time on the road not to the house. I called Ms. Min many times and she said your car hasn't arrived yet." Prambodo nodded in understanding.

Pras then explained how they were going to work on Cassandra. Prambodo nodded in agreement while holding back a laugh.

"So I am just saying you? Seriously? If he doesn't think about you, how?" Prambodo began to doubt.

Prambodo. Yeah, it's a great idea. He immediately agreed.

***

Min's sister still follows Cassandra-nona her young employer whom she had cared for since childhood.

Cassandra let it go. He was focusing on peeping and eavesdropping in vain. The sound outside was so far from where he was peeping.

"Mil Brother! Papa ngomelin Pras! Well, that's why Papa looked that way, anyway. If you see the former car collision, Papa must have suspected that Pras was not dirty and wanted to make me wretched.

Ouch Min Ma'am! Papa till I see his face. Look Pras! He kept bowing. How am I supposed to be? Did I get out of her. He's not wrong!" Cassandra was panicking.

Madam Min who was standing behind Cassandra just gawked.

"It is not good yes Non if you are angry Mas Pras. I don't like him. Don't want to be fooled by him. I often heard Non yelling in the bathroom and maki-maki Mas Pras name with annoyance.

It is good that Non if Mas Pras diomeli Bapak. Who knows you changed your mind and did not become a Non Sandra mate." Mbak Min again reacted innocently.

Cassandra was silent.

Oh, yeah, too.

Isn't this the purpose of all his ridiculous behavior? Let Pras give up or his own papa change his mind. The point is that this match fails.

Cassandra started to bite her own lips.

He was confused himself why he felt anxious and guilty because Pras diomeli his papa.

Min's mother looked at Cassandra with a confused face.

"Don't Non-Sandra start to really like Mas Pras. Wow, nice dong. Mas Pras is also like a good guy, handsome, looks smart and mature. He too..."

"Min Ma'am!" Cassandra began to get more anxious with the innocent comments of her domestic assistant.

Cassandra's starting to think. Is it not true what Mbak Min said. He began to like Pras.

NOPE!

Cassandra tried to wake herself up not to feel sorry for Pras. But as soon as his eyes glanced towards the window again he changed his mind. He saw Pras getting more down scared and his papa looked so upset.

"No! I have to bear Pras! We were hit by a drunk. Papa must have misunderstood!" Cassandra then ran towards the door with no concern for Min Ma'am who called out to her confusedly.

***

A minute later...

Prambodo and Pras looked at each other as Cassandra ran towards them with panicked faces. Her sweet lips did not stop saying, "Papa do not get angry Pras. He's not wrong!"

Pras then gave the code so that papa Cassandra nagged him again with more severe.

And true. Prambodo nagged again for five minutes until Cassandra looked at Pras with an increasingly pitying gaze.

"Try, what do you think Papa is stupid. Where there are drunk people suddenly hit a car unknown people on the road. Not making up stories! She must not have been careful driving it. I know he's bringing you next to him.

You too, Pras! I took Cassandra to the hospital yesterday. It's dangerous! Riding a motorcycle is dangerous. Where do you promise to replace Cassandra! Nyetir is not right. You're..."

"Pa! Papa stop, Pa! I WAS WRONG!" Cassandra suddenly let out shocking words from her mouth.

Pras until gawking in disbelief. Cassandra defended? Seriously?

Prambodo scrunched his forehead. He still pretended to be fierce.

"I maksa Pras let me be taught nyetir because all this time Papa did not give me permission to bring a car. The bumper hit the wall behind him because I'm a pentok-pentokin." Cassandra started making up stories.

I don't know why he did it. He was not aware of this lie he did in order to defend Pras from the rampage of his father.

Prambodo and Pras looked at each other and sent the code through the eyes.

CONNECT ...