Don't Blame Me for Taking Your Wife

chapter 58

Ignis was crying in front of his house. It appears that two officers from the bank put up house plates in confiscation. It's ruined already Miss Ignis. The only remaining property is now confiscated by the bank officer. Where will he live later? Alfa is still in prison for the persecution and will only be out in two months. Luckily, the bank still gave a deadline and allowed Ignis Bu to stay temporarily until repayment of the installments.

Ms. Ignis was twitching her temple which continued to pulsate strongly. The entire burden of the world seemed to fall on his shoulders. He did not expect, Alfa will Setega that to pawn home certificate to the bank.

"It's all because of that actor. Time with Ayla, never Alfa until late love monthly rations. Now, even the certificate of the house is floating. Really fucking carrier!" Gerrutu Bu Ignis is looking at Agya."He's gotta pay for all this. Al-fa! You are so stupid!"

Miss Ignis cried again with the behavior of her firstborn.

***

Ayla was flabbergasted, seeing Roxy come to her house with her father who had just returned home patrolling. Both clothes are almost the same. White shirts paired with shorts do not forget the sarong that runs from the shoulder to the waist. The difference is, Mr. Rohman wears a black T-shirt, the rest is the same.

Roxy smiled looking at Ayla who was staring at him without blinking. Feeling caught red, Ayla immediately turned her face Yang met red.

"Not suitable, wear this?" Roxy asked scratching her head.

"Suit! It fits! If the handsome mah, want to use anything just remain a handsome." A neighbor next to Mrs Rohman's house. Call it Bu Bardiah, connect in the village so use the name of the village yes, it is not suitable if you use the name of the car. Wkwk. Uh, satire.

"Especially if you don't wear clothes.... Uuugggh.... It's not getting stronger.." slurping Bu Bar again chuckled flirtatiously.

"Your!" A man's voice from inside his house.

"Eehh, father, no godain kok sir, no, just a stale base with prospective neighbors." Sahut Bu Bar hastily entered his house.

"It's hard to say this father, if not wear clothes, do not ngguwatin..." Samar still heard the voice of Bu Bar.

Both Ayla and Roxy both smiled amusedly at Bu Bar's ravings. Mr. Rahman just shook his head.

"Let's go in for Roxy's."

Mister's call has turned into son. Perhaps also, the old man had already accepted Roxy as his former candidate. Roxy has not formally applied.

For almost three days, Roxy routinely came to Ayla village. He even patched up with Mr. Rohman. Still remembered Ayla's words before she came home.

Flash back bit.

"Now, I'm a father and a mother. It all depends on their blessing." Ayla lirih.

"You... It still holds that flavor for me, doesn't it, ay?"

Ayla simply smiled, without answering Roxy's question.

"If the woman in question is silent and smiles, that means yes, Mr. Roxy." Whisper supri that Ayla can still hear.

"So, if I could melt the hearts of my father and mother. Are you willing to marry me?"

"Yes. Yeah..." Supri answered.

Ayla smiled at her hearing. Who asked who, who answered who.

"Udah, don't hesitate. Love the spirit so that you can melt the heart of your mother and father." Said Supri excitedly, "I can so get a vacation here. Haha..."

Ayla looked at the face of the bule man in front of her.

A ray of hope rose in Roxy's heart.

***

"Emak wants to go to the shop for a while, you don't have to come." Said Mrs Rohman when he asked Roxy to take his wife to Ayla's shop.

"But, you said I had to anther mom to the stall."

"No papa. Mother used to walk. You can't take a motorbike either."

Roxy smiled wryly. He can't drive a motorbike. So, Roxy just followed Ms. Rohman on foot to Ayla's stall. Passing through the streets of the village whose asphalt has been damaged to blow away the dust. But it didn't dampen Rohman's and Roxy's steps.

"Huuuhh, is this really bad bule? Asked to wait at home even ngintilin, thought it would melt my son what?" Ms. Rohman grumbled.

An eyeglass and a mask were poked out in front of his face.

"What's this?"

"Mak dust a lot, wear glasses so as not to flicker, use a mask so as not to cough." Roxy replied as she put it on Ms. Rohman's face.

"Eh, uh, what the fuck is this?"

Roxy smiled with a scolding from her future in-laws.

"Why would I melt what in this love? Village people, do not need styles of wearing glasses and masks..."

"Waahh, Mrs Rohman... I'm familiar with prospective ghosts...." Sapa one of the neighbors of another village RT which happened to be the front road of his house became the path of Bu Rohman to Ayla stall."ati-ati loh buk, later even Bu Rohman pulak persimmon. Candidate gemes that... Put on the same glasses as the mask."

Roxy's presence was too conspicuous in the village. Almost all the villagers know.

Ms. Rohman is snarling. "Take it... I don't like having a bule's ghost."

"really buk? Mister! Here it is." Here." While waving hands.

Actually furious also Roxy in his future-in-law. But, he himself wanted to meet Ayla. It can be between in-laws to melt the heart and meet Ayla. Should be, it's a fun opportunity.

Arriving at the stall, I just chatted for a while with Ayla. Mother who does not like to see Roxy and Ayla close for a moment has invited uwais home. And don't let Roxy just greet her son.

On the way home, Uwais more often tangled with Roxy. Ms. Rohman walked in front while Roxy and Uwais were behind. I don't know what kidding. What is clear is that Ms. Rohman does not like it. Roxy has even taken her grandson's heart.

"Uwais here!" Call Ms. Rohman,

"what's Mbah?"

"here's cepet! Dumpster there's something for you." Mommy lied, just so Uwais doesn't get too close to Roxy.

Uwais quickly ran towards her grandmother.

Honey, at the same time a motor grazed the tiny body until it fell toppled.

"Damn!"