Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Why Should I be with him?

Tomy clenched his forehead, "Why was mom surprised?" tanyakanya.

"It's okay, just don't think about your taste. The mother's son is already grown, already able to determine his own life path," Merlin smiled looking at his son. A son he never cared for well. Just looking at that face again was already a happy thing for him.

"Mom was curious about one thing, you guys met 17 years ago. But you still like her, didn't you get interested in another girl?" ask him to Tomy.

"Never, I just like it," the young man shook his head smiling, sighing violently.

"Did your real father see you?" he looked hard at his son.

"Never before, my complete identity was covered by the security of my employer's company, why?" Tomy clenched his forehead asking back at Merlin.

"She's also looking for your whereabouts, her life's a complete mess. One of his two legitimate children was not his real son. But the son of his ex-wife's affair. The other one is indeed his biological son, but several times involved in cases of violence and drug abuse, still languishing in prison, in a few days will be free,"

"There is no appropriate legal child to be the heir of his company. Therefore, he's almost frustrated looking for your whereabouts..." Merlin began sipping on his cooling coffee, taking his son seriously.

"I'd rather be an assistant, than the owner of the company" Tomy sighed with a smile.

Merlin slightly glanced at his watch, immediately packed his phone, car keys into his bag, while cashing out the cash he put under an empty cup,"The mother who bought it, as your wedding gift,"

"Pelit," his lips laughed at his mother.

"Later, I'll prepare another gift. Tomy, the only mother's son. I'll help you keep your wife quiet. Make a lot of grandchildren!! If you need a pregnancy program, or tube babies, make as many twins as possible, a football team is also okay. I'll help you with the cost..." Merlin chuckled, smilingly looking at his son, walking a few meters away. Then waved his hand, as if reluctant to part with Tomy.

"I'm richer than Mom!! My money is enough to raise and pamper dozens of children!!," the young man waved in a smile, staring at the passing of his birth mother. Didn't realize a girl was watching him from afar. Bring a document.

"Tomy," he called out, still wearing pajamas with disheveled hair.

Tomy clenched his forehead, started to walk closer, feeling that something was wrong.

Frea closed her eyes for a moment, then began to look at her interlocutor, "Look, this has already happened, inevitably I have become the wife of a gigolo like you. We make a deal, I'll respect you as a husband, but respect me as a wife,"

"First, it is forbidden to meet or accept another woman as your client again. Second of all, don't call me darling, just call Frea, we just met, it's so disgusting to call dear."

"Third, this is very important, do not touch me, unless I have allowed it," Frea again sighed, "Even though we have done it. But at that moment I was unconscious and.." Frea's words came to a halt.

One kiss landed on his forehead, "We started slowly, like lovers." said Tomy smiling.

Thumped? That was Frea's current feeling, looking at the young man who was taller, yet younger than her.

No way, all those strange feelings must be withheld, in order to insist on the rules on the paid man he accidentally married, "All the necessities of your life I will charge as a payment to be my husband. Remember not to accept customers anymore!! Or my good name will be ruined" he said, pulling Tomy's fingers.

Tomy's? The young man smiled, following in Frea's footsteps. Accept whatever strange wishes his wife had at this time.

What a strange wife? High-end businesses, who do not know the figure of a man who is suspected of gigolo at this time. The man who is drawn, like only going to capitalize on selling his body to his wife.

Tomy's? His childhood was a stuttering child. But currently, his position is the personal assistant owner of JH Corporation, a company from Singapore, where Fani's lover (step sister Frea) serves as a manager in one of its subsidiaries.

That sincere smiling face, in contrast to the cold face of a young man who often mutates or fires incompetent employees. A devil? Maybe that's what describes it, even if it never fights a bit. Is not the pen sharper than the sword?

***

Frea let out a rough sigh, looking at the young man who was only obedient to her. The door lock code of the apartment began to be pressed, the door opened.

Looks like a pretty spacious and neat living room. Apartment with one room? That's Frea's apartment. The woman immediately entered her room, picking up a blanket and pillow.

"You're sleeping on the couch?" he said he was crying, with his eyes clear. However the young man before her right now was her husband. If it's midnight when sleeping in a gang, how do I report it to the police? She would be a laughing stock if she reported being harassed by her own husband.

"No way, we're married." said Tomy smilingly walking past to Frea's room, the only room there. But the girl immediately ran over, making her body a shield to keep Tomy from entering.

Shit, if this guy's floating around me in the middle of the night what? I'm not ready, even if I was yesterday. But....

Tomy stared at him intensely, an unusual looking gaze, Frea's chin slightly raised. Smacking lips is short. A frea? Surprisingly the girl was silent not resisting, stunned, holding a thump in her heart. His fingers were fingering towards his own lips, "Don't kiss me carelessly." he said annoyedly.

"I'm your husband, not counting as abuse." the rancid young man ruffled Frea's hair, entering the girl's room without excuse.

"Tomy!! Strange man!! Why are we getting married!?" asked Frea staring in annoyance.

Tomy laid her body on the bed, "You proposed to me, don't you remember? Don't tell me my wife's getting senile..."

The memory of what he thought was a dream came back. How he proposed to an unknown man, even had time to vomit on his clothes.

"Shameful.." muttered Frea in a small voice. Remembering his crazy behavior while drunk.

"Lay down, you must be exhausted," the seductive-looking young man, silent on his bed. Staring at Frea with her clear eyes.

Frea he's a guy who's been fucking some old lady. But, he's my husband, but .. he murmured inwardly with much consideration.

Until the fingers of his hand were pulled by the young man, their bodies lay on the bed with Frea's body tightly hugged by Tomy.

"You proposed to me publicly, then married me, promised to pay for my life, so try to get used to me, enjoy whatever you want." she said, hugging the body even tighter.

"A. I can't, even if we're married. What if we just split up!? It would be easier." Frea's words came to a halt, hearing the subtle snoring of the young man who had fallen asleep. The girl loosened her head, a beautiful face that looked to be sleeping quietly.

Break away? He wanted to break away, but the hand hugged him tightly. Lonely? Maybe just for today he doesn't want to live alone. Frea's hand that was about to push Tomy's body, switched to return his embrace.

Want to feel, the feeling is not alone anymore, even from people who are not so familiar. Slowly falling asleep closed his eyes in a calm smile.

***

The day was getting late, the flight was far enough plus the wedding event, making him exhausted. Slowly Tomy smiled opening her eyes, after expelling her slight fatigue.

The beautiful face was seen again, the face of a sincere woman who fed a stuttering child.

The soft shrill sound of the bed rang out, Tomy sat smiling, tidying up the child's hair that covered his wife's face. Slowly began to rise, hearing the sound of the apartment bell.

The front door was opened, a woman was staring sinisterly at him, "Where is the old virgin!! That fucking seductress woman!!" snapped it.

"No!! My husband said he wanted to go back to her!! How dare he.." Cantika's words stopped.

Plaque...

One slap floated on his cheek, "The mouth is uneducated,"

"You, how dare you!! My husband is the owner of the BC fabric factory!! I will sue you!!" cantika snapped, palpating her numb cheeks.

Tomy could not be seen smiling any more, staring intently, a murderous gaze, "Listen, whoever you are, I would not hesitate to offend my wife, I will not hesitate,"

The words of the threat were not very intense, but the aura that the person before her made Cantika's fingers tremble. The cold sweat on his temples ran down his cheeks.

"You who!? Why is it in Frea's apartment?" Fino who had just arrived, stared dislikefully at the young man before him.

Cantika who was initially still frightened, hugged her husband's arm, "You see for yourself right? Frea's not as good as you think. I don't have a store or anything, but I can't possibly betray you" she said, pretending to cry, taking advantage of the presence of a beautiful young man in Frea's apartment.

"Tomy, who's coming?" Frea who had just woken up from her sleep, walked out of the room after hearing the commotion.

The girl fell silent, standing beside Tomy, staring at her former lover as well as the woman she once considered a best friend.

"Based on a spinster, accept anyone!! Cheapy!! You saw Fino yourself? She's not a good woman" Cantika said.

"Frea, I'm sorry, I'm getting a divorce. Can we go back?" asked Fino, about to hold Frea's hand.

Tomy's body stepped in Fino's way, "Can't it, we're married? Looks like you are not keen on choosing a wife. Fortunately, I was more observant." he said smiling.

Brakes...

The door closed violently, ignoring the two people who were outside the apartment.

A moment later Frea's phone rang, a call from Ririn, her biological mother.

The girl immediately lifted him up, sighing harshly, "Hallo, Frea? Are you married? If you haven't please cancel? Mother's friend's son, your stepfather's business partner wants to set you up with a businessman's son..."

"I'm married..." Frea was stunned, staring at all the strange events she had experienced.

"Next night go home mom!! We're talking over there!!" ririn said turn off her call.

Frea was still silent, digesting all the events she experienced. Until one more call goes into his phoncell, with a new number he doesn't know.

"Hallo.." he said, picking up the phone.

"Frea? Is this really you? I'm Erwin (the guy who ran away from the judo training arena) I want us to meet up and continue dating.." the words coming out of his phone didn't heed.

Miracle happened? Maybe, but it's a bad luck for Tomy. Until the night, the phone was unceasingly ringing. It contained a message from some friends who had refused and former Frea. Something that the girl does not want to see or lift.

Sitting on his bed crying, reluctant to see his phone ringing incessantly.

Tomy sat beside him, hugging his wife, thrusting a box of tissue.

"Damn it!! When I got married!! Why are there so many choices!?" he muttered while still crying out his snot in tissue.

His cries grew louder and louder, glancing at the young man who was embracing him, "Why should I marry a rancid boy who works as a gigolo!? Grunt boy!!" she said she was beating her husband's chest.

"Maybe my fortune..." Tomy laughed a little.

"I.." Frea's words stopped. Tomy kissed Frea's lips a few times. Just a brief kiss, looking into Frea's eyes. Slowly the two pairs of eyes closed as if wanting more, their lips back in chains. Open, fused deeper.

"No fighting? Are you starting to like me?" his question, unanswered by Frea, was regulating his breathing. Look at the young man before him.

***

Ririn House...

A man sighed, arranging a marriage for his first son who was a few days away from prison, was probably the best way.

The son who used to be pampered and proud of him, now fell down.

"Lord Adrian," Johan (stepfather of Frea) comes to greet him.

"Don't hesitate, soon we'll get it right? Where will your daughter be paired with my son? Can he accept Irgi (first son of Adrian)?" given the matchmaking with the man who just got out of prison, respectable family girls might rarely be willing.

"My step-daughter (Frea) would have been willing, given her age of 34." she replied, starting to sit on the sofa. Along with Ririn who came down from the second floor sat side by side with her husband.

"really? Hopefully when they meet they fit," said Adrian smiling, sitting on the sofa opposite the couple.

***

"Who's coming, brother?" Fani opens a can of softdrink, observing from the second floor.

"Lord Adrian, said the father would match Frea with his first child. Handsome the heck handsome dear recidivis," Wena sighed harshly.

"Master Adrian? Pratama group?" fani asked to make sure, answered with a nod by Wena.

"Why even Frea who became the wife of the owner of Pratama group!?" he continued not to accept.

"Take it easy, Irgi often troublemaking. Pratama group will not be inherited from Irgi," said Wena.

"Then?" Fani knitted her forehead, because the rumor about Adrian's second child which turned out the results of his wife's affair had spread. Causing the possibility of inheriting his company is his first child (Irgi) who often do chaos.

"I know from my husband, who was quite close to Mr. Adrian. Mr. Adrian still has a third son due to his affair with another woman. The whereabouts of his third son, is still being investigated to this day. The last trace he got, his third son had studied at one of the universities in Singapore," Wena smiled at his sister.

"If you get the third son of Mr. Adrian, it's just the jackpot." he continued, patting the shoulder of Fani, who was stunned for a moment, then smiled. If he has, the husband of a foreign graduate, inherits a high-value property, as well as in-laws who belong to the ranks of conglomerate families such as Adrian.

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