FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 22 Gets Honeymoon Gifts To Bali

Mama Tasya greeted us in the pantry room.

"Good morning newlyweds!" his greeting is very sweet.

I smiled kissing her left and right cheeks.

"So soon, Vi! Shower immediately! Hehehe.." said Mama Tasya teasing me.

"Don't take it!" this time Delane answered.

"What the hell!? Who is also rese'? People just ask you to take a shower with your wife doang koq!" mama Tasya's mouthpiece looks cute.

"Mama's actually the intention of seducing me khan?" reply Delan.

"Engga' no! Ge'er is a person!"

"Engga ge'er, Ma! But Delan knew where Mama was headed!"

It turned out that Mama and Child were so much her ghosts arguing.

"Delanes... Don't tell me it's the same Mama Tasya! Not polite, you know!" my murmurs slowly whispered to my husband as his mother took the fried rice from the frying pan on the electric stove.

"Don't be surprised, Vio! Mama Delan is like this! It's common, Neng! Hihihi..."

I laughed too little. What was once the heart of kebat-kebit became ashamed of itself. Even Delan followed me by teasing me as well while turning his lips. Makes me spontaneously tongue-splitting.

"Is this your own mama?" I was trying to divert Delan's mess.

"Hehehe... Don't be reproached, Vi! Mama's not good at cooking."

"What's not good, Ma! It's really delicious. Really! Even Vio who can't cook at all. I have a lot to learn from my mom!" my compliments don't lie. His fried rice was completely steady.

Delan also admitted it by eating ravenously. It's the first time I've seen Delan eat like he's been without an ashtray.

"Eat it slowly, Lan!" pokekku.

"Vi!..."

"Yes, Ma?"

"May you ask something from me?"

Deg.

"What, Ma?"

"Call Delan as Mas, shall you?"

Uff... I thought he'd ask my granddaughter as soon as possible.

I smile nodding.

"Although you're only five months old, Delan is your husband after all, baby! You want to, call Delan Mas?" mama made me red.

"Sorry, Mom! Vio is not polite to the husband!"

"Hehehe... It takes time, baby!"

Delan wasn't distracted by our conversation, Mother and daughter-in-law. The plate in front of him was empty. And his eyes sparkled with satisfaction.

"Thank you, Ma... This breakfast is awesome! I love you, Mom!" he said as he kissed the mother's forehead until her forehead glistened with oil from Delan's lips.

"Ish basic! Have you said the word to your love too today?"

"Hops..sorry! I'll tell her later in the room!"

"Oh my God!!!"

Delan smiled seductively at her mother.

They also seem to speak English. Hix... A truly perfect family!

Delan was waiting for me to finish breakfast.

"What is your show today? Oh yes...honeymoon what time you leave for Bali tomorrow?"

Bali's? A honeymoon? When did Delan tell me?

"Please, Mum! Let Delan tell Viona!"

"Look at Viona's response it seems your wife doesn't know!"

"Indeed Vio doesn't know, Ma!" as I glanced at Delan.

"Mas Delan?"

"Well! Get angry at your husband, Vi!"

Delan laughed as he pulled my finger out of the kitchen.

"See, I'll help you wash the dishes first!"

"Get it, baby! Wash the dishes already work mbak Cici and mbak Onih! Oh yeah, Mama's leaving for the boutique in a minute! So, now all of you!"

I forget. I live in the palace. And a lot of house assistants are also here though invisible here and there.

It seemed like they were indeed separating the special room of the resting assistant and conversing in the other room. So I never saw them around here.

"I asked for that limit!" the story of Delan when I asked where the helpers were.

"Why?"

"I don't like it, being looked over by them!"

"meaning?" I ask that I really don't understand.

Delan looked at me. As if there was something he didn't want to reveal to me.

"Okey...we're talking about the honeymoon problem that Mama said earlier!" my error was trying to shift his grief.

"Oh! Okay. Hehe... Keep calm, baby! Om Lordess is a cousin of mama who lives in Bali. He gave us a gift of PP plane tickets and also his bungalow that was there for us to honeymoon one and two weeks. The flight schedule is at 2pm tomorrow. Can you, Vi? Honey, if we don't take it! Yeah, huh?"

I looked at him in disbelief. Going on a plane out of town as far away as Bali, like going to the people's market to buy gulali for my husband.

"Yes come.. There must be preparation dong!" I replied with anxiety while pinching her thigh.

Mas Delan screeched. It turned out that his weakness was on his thigh. Makes me laugh.

Be we are now busy looking for suitcases and choosing clothes and equipment that we will bring.

Damn it, Delan! I vacation to Yogyakarta for three days only preparation is weekly. But it's a honeymoon to Bali for a week or two, just a day to pack!

"Look out, Vi! We are backpackers! Don't be too official either! Hehe..."

I smiled wryly. Knowing my husband turned out to be a careless man. A little helped by the mood that had dropped this.

"Yes already! But..."

"Vi...! I know you, you know me too! Let's hold each other's hands. We are husband and wife. Help each other for sure, and I don't want you to be dizzy yourself thinking about everything according to Mama's will!"

I was stunned at his words.

His words this time were very hard on my heart. Indeed, I was quite stressed thinking of myself who must be able to adapt to the environment of my husband and in-laws who are famous socialites.

I'm nodding. I hold tightly to his fingers our sign is now sefaham seiya sekata.

"Sleep first, yuk! Still sleepy, Vi!"

"Mas Delan! Ishi..."

"I've been sleeping less for a few days. Must it follow the mama's protocol! Now, let's just spirt for a second!"

Sparkling??? Mean what??? Hix...

I finally saw my husband laying down his body on the bed. My mind looked back at the wake-up incident. Where my body is above her.

Haish! Make my embarrassment appear again, if you remember it. And surely the body of Delan mas sick all night because it was overstressed by this body which although slim but quite heavy as well.

I let Mas Delan sleep. And I continued my work packing the clothes that we will bring tomorrow to Bali.

Like a beautiful, endless dream. I'm going to Bali tomorrow. My whole life I've never stepped on that heavenly island.

Back then when High School almost ever plan with my friends at that time. But I stopped because Dad wouldn't let me.

This time... will you allow it?

I laughed to myself. Feeling happy because now I am free from Dad's confinement. But also sad, like a child who was forcibly released to be independent.

Fortunately my husband and in-laws are kind people.

Hhh...

Look, the dilemma of a woman who has just released her bachelor status who changed permission is no longer on parents but now her permission on her husband and in-laws.

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