Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)
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Frea let out a rough sigh, getting down from the car that drove her. He met his mother for the first time, after hiding himself for months.
Bring bodyguards? Surely yes, her protective husband would go on a rampage if she went out unattended. Kira was still asleep in the pram she was carrying, walking closer to her stepfather's mansion.
"Please, this is my house, you don't come in." he told the two bodyguards who followed him.
"But you want us to follow the madam, everywhere. Do we need to contact you?" ask one of the guards.
"No need, if you report anything, he will appear here out of nowhere." replied Frea, starting to enter Ririn's house with a feeling of annoyance.
"Frea..." Ririn immediately ran over, hugging her daughter tightly full of haru flavor, "Mother thought you were dead, mother even wanted to catch up with you,"
Frea clenched her forehead in annoyance, "What about offering to get off the bed to Tomy, to marry Fani?"
Ririn let go of her embrace, chuckling wryly, "For the family relationship not to break with Tomy. There's a way down the bed, right? So I accidentally thought of setting them up..."
Frea sighed violently, pushing her baby carriage, sitting on the living room sofa. Two guards dressed in black followed.
"They're who?" Ririn whispered to her daughter, sitting next to Frea.
"Don't mind, just think of the wind" replied Frea, grabbing a jar of peanut butter cookies on the table, eating them without hesitation."What about Wena (the biological brother of Fani) and his daughter?"
"The child has been almost a year," Ririn sighed harshly, looking at Frea expectantly,"Can you please help your husband to cooperate with the company that Wena's husband belongs to?"
Frea shook her head, "Can't, Tomy looks trivial. But actually a professional, if it had started working, not even anyone would have looked at it. I want Wena's husband to be the victim of her rampage, if you give a tender, but can't do it perfectly?" he said with his mouth full.
"It's that bad?" Ririn clenched her forehead, answered with a nod by Frea.
"When I worked at JH Corporation as a marketing staff, not a single employee dared to be negligent. Their pay is high, but it works effectively. I also don't understand how they recruit people who work like robots,"
"Obviously, to just chat during work hours, just dare to whisper with a sentence or two," continued Frea, drinking a cup of warm tea, which was just served ART.
"His name is Kira?" tanya Ririn stroked the cheek of Kira who had just woken up. Replied with a nod by Frey.
"Grandmother's granddaughter's slug, if it's a little bigger. Grandma's gonna take you to the family's. As the son of a conglomerate, as well as the grandson of a senior celebrity.." continued Ririn laughed loudly.
Frea splashed her tea coughing, "Mother!!" snapped it.
"Grandmother's..." Ririn who won the show-off hobby, raised her phone up to take a picture of herself with her granddaughter.
Then start uploading on social media, with status.
'Handsome, my grandson? This is Frea's first child. There's a secret behind it, his father the commissioner of a large corporation. While, her paternal grandmother, was Merlin's senior artist'
"Mother, you better not upload her picture. I explained that no one would believe me" said Frea read her mother's post.
And sure enough, within 15 minutes, dozens of comments on get it. Miraculously, the comments stated that no one believed them, assuming Ririn's words were a joke.
"Why doesn't anyone believe..." Ririn was stunned, reading one comment at a time.
"justified? I just don't believe in my life. It would make more sense to my friends. If you say, have a gardener's son-in-law or a gigolo from your daughter who married at the age of 34." said Frea again eat peanut cake in a jar.
***
The Bold Company's...
The wall clock has shown at 10 p.m., Tomy is stretching her muscles. Go back to drinking a cup of green tea, typing something on his laptop.
"Young master, sorry it's night, I .." Salman's words are interrupted.
"This photocopy is triple," he said handed over a pile of documents.
"It's already 10 p.m., I have to go home!! I also have a personal life!!" snapped it.
"Fotocopy, after that you can go home..." Tomy smiled, took a few more files.
Salary increase, but treated like a slave. Salman murmured in his heart, resignedly photocopying documents, before finally returning home.
***
The wall clock has now shown at 1 am. Tomy sighed harshly, closed his laptop, walked over while reading some messages from his wife.
'If you are enterprising and royal, enter this building later in the morning. Tell security to meet Tomy, that's what Tomy wrote, leaving her card. Beside the sleeping young man, curled up in the cold.
Until Tomy stepped into the parking area, only his car was there. A pair of eyes watched him, carrying a knife that was sharp enough.
A hero? That's the guy, the office boy that Tomy just fired. He is also undergoing an investigation into allegations of theft of company data.
His hands clenched, clutching a sharp knife.
He quickly walked closer to Tomy. However, the shadow of the man who was about to stab his body from behind, was visible from his shiny sports car. Tomy immediately dodged, using his thick bag as protection from the sharpness of the knife.
Being unable to fight at all was indeed his greatest weakness. Just yelling while dodging.
"Please!! There's Anabelle!! Wrong, I mean Chucky's here!!" he shouted in panic, for some reason his ridiculous nature came out.
"Shut up!! Commissioner k*parat!! You think you can live happily only with wealth!!" wira snapped increasingly violent, walking closer to Tomy about to attack him.
"Please!!" he shouted, but for free, security may be patrolling into the office area. No one would listen to his voice, which was in the most basic floor parking lot.
The eyes of the Hero were blank, "My wife wants a divorce because I'm going to jail!!" said it. Tomy immediately ran over quickly, realizing Wira was still chasing after him.
Tomy's only hope is a bum falling asleep in front of the office. However, unexpectedly, out of nowhere, Tomy stumbles. Fall before leaving the parking lot.
"I'm going to die, Pardon, your husband died at a very young age." he muttered, still sitting on the floor staring at the sharp knife before him.
However, someone held him back by holding the tip of the knife, using a hand. His fingers were covered in fresh blood, dripping onto the floor.
"Give me a job." said the tramp to Tomy, looking desperate.
"Agwh!! Goddamnit!! Who are you!?" snapped Wira, about to forcefully pull the knife.
Tomy got up from the floor moving quickly, hitting the head of the Hero using his bag. The bum kicked him out of the. Until there was a rocking done by Tomy and the homeless on Wira.
Two people who can not fight, step on and grab the origin, the body of the Hero to helpless.
Thirty minutes later, the police car returned to pick up the unconscious man after the indiscriminate attack from an office bag, flip-flops and leather shoes.
Tomy and the tramp heaved a sigh of relief. "Your hand is hurt?" said Tomy worriedly.
"It's okay, but I can still work, right?" tanyakanya. Tomy smiled then nodded.
***
The main house is visible, the eyes of the homeless look into the house in action of the European texture. Sitting in a sports car that Tomy drives.
"This is my big family's house. Stay here for a while." he said, unanswered by the young man who was still stunned amazed by his drool that almost dripped.
Tomy walked up the stairs, stopped by the butler,"Master..."
"Take the P3K box, my friend gets hurt" Tomy said.
The butler sighed harshly, "Sorry, this is the family doctor recently recruited by Mr. Agra, on the recommendation of his best friend from the W&G Company. I'll call him to treat your friend,"
"As far as you are," Tomy stared saturatedly.
***
The wounds on the homeless man's body were treated by a doctor about the same age as Tomy. Albert, that's the doctor's name.
"Sir, it's done." he said.
"It's good you can go" Tomy looked indifferent.
The doctor who was still wearing a nightgown smiled, lowered his head, saluted. Leaving the family room.
However, immediately after closing the door a smile disappeared from his face, walking towards his room. Down the dark hallway.
Seriate
