GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL

GOOD MORNING ANGEL 07

Seeing Wulan looking surprised, Mr. Broto laughed.

“Wulan, you wonder there is a person in front?”

“Iyy .. iyya .. Sir,” said nervous.

“That's a driver for us. We met at dinner together, and then he busked, you remember? Name's Rio. Rio who stands for, I forgot. Just call Rio.”

“Iy .. Yes ... Pak.”

“Ya already, ready for lunch for us?”

“Ssud ... already Sir, please .. please ....”

“Let's eat. Sarni also I told him to feed her earlier,” said Ms. Broto while standing, followed by her husband. Wulan once again turned her head towards the terrace, but Rio was already invisible, as it closed the door.

“Yes God, Rio, what are you doing? Absolutely ridiculous deh,” complained Wulan in the heart.

He stepped slowly towards the dining room, then sat down in front of his two in-laws. It is difficult for Payan Wulan to organize her mind that feels uncertain. He was amazed at what Rio was doing. Ridiculous and unexpected. Oh my God, he lamented in his heart many times.

“Wulan, how silent? Here I get the rice,” scolded bu Broto when he saw Wulan was silent.

“Oh, no Ma'am, let me take it myself,” said Wulan nervously.

They ate without much speech.

“I've got that house,” suddenly said Mr. Broto.

Bu Broto raised his face, and so did Wulan.

“The house is not so big, only Restu and Wulan will occupy it. Tomorrow if the child has a lot, it is easy to buy a rather large house,” said Mr. Broto while wiping his mouth with tissue.

Wulan shuddered. If his son has many? The smell feels slicing. But nothing he said.

“Wulan is actually heavy leaving us you sir,” said bu Broto.

Mr. Broto smiled.

“Truely so, Wulan?”

“Iya Sir, if possible, Wulan stay here only.”

Now Mr. Broto laughs.

“You that's how Wulan? I agreed to buy a new house for you, because so that you soon have a baby. If you are here, your husband is there, how can you get baby?”

Broto laughed.

“What is the house away from our house this Sir?” ask Broto's mom.

“At a distance anyway, but I will buy a car for Wulan, so that every time he wants, can come here.”

“No need sir, Wulan can't drive a car,” Wulan said. It didn't feel good that his in-laws bought him a car. Later Restu will mock him even more.

“Bapak has ordered it, maybe tomorrow it is ready and will be sent here.

Wulan's surprised.

“Is that necessary sir? Wulan can't drive."

“Isn't there Rio?”

Wulan pounding.

“Rio will be your personal driver.”

Wulan's heart was racing. His father-in-law would buy him a car, and say that Rio would be his personal driver?

“Bapak already has a driver. Every time the office driver picks up and delivers the father. So let Rio be your personal driver.”

Wulan put her fork spoon on her plate with trembling hands.

Why did fate bring Rio back in his life? God, what if that love grows back?

“You don't like, Wulan?”

“What?”

“Rio is good, well mannered. Believe me, the first new father met closely, but sure that he is good.”

Wulan tried to smile, did not want to make a sound because if he made a sound, surely his voice would sound trembling.

“Later we will see the house Mom, if you like, and Wulan also like, I will immediately take care and pay for it,” said Mr. Broto standing up.

***

Mr. Broto stepped forward, seeing Rio still sitting on the terrace.

“Have finished eating?” tanyakanya.

Rio stood up while lifting up the dirty dishes and bowls, then went inside.

“Put it there, let Sarni take it.”

“But ..”

“Sarniiiii ..” Pak Broto shouted, and before long Sarni appeared.

“That, Rio is done, take it to the back,” said Mr. Broto as he pointed towards the table.

“Good Sir,” said yu Sarni while bringing empty plates and bowls to the back.

Broto sir sat in front of Rio.

“Rio, soon you will drive us yes.”

“Where Sir?”

“You saw a new home for my son, Restu and Wulan, his wife.”

“Oh, alright Sir.”

“Wait a minute, Wulan and her mother are getting ready,” said Mr. Broto as he re-entered the house.

And soon after Broto and his wife came out, accompanied by Wulan behind him. Rio stepped towards the car, then opened the door for his employer, at the back. Then Rio opened the front door beside the steering wheel.

“You are in front yes Wulan,” said Mr. Broto.

Wulan did not answer, then went in and sat in front, next to the driver.

Rio held back his smile, when he briefly glanced at the girl next to him. Wulan never once looked at him. He was really anxious watching Rio's so ridiculous papa.

***

That afternoon before inviting his family to see the house to be purchased, Mr. Broto first stopped by the office, because there was something he had to bring. When he got out of the car, he saw that Restu also just came after lunch. Restu was surprised to see someone sitting behind the wheel of his father's car.

“Who is he Sir?”

“New driver. We will see the house we will buy for you.”

Restu stared unhappily.

“What's the new driver for? Is there no office driver who can take you anywhere?”

“It's okay. Dad likes him. After all there will be a new car for Wulan, he will be his personal driver,

“What?: New car?” Restu wants perotes, there's a new driver, there's a new car, and that's for Wulan. But Mr. Broto immediately shook his hand.

“Already, do not protest. Now please get me the map of the father on the table, I forgot to bring it.”

Restu went to the office, to take the map as his father wanted. His face was grim, let alone hearing his father would buy a car for Wulan.But he did not dare to oppose his father's wishes.

***

“Just go inside, Rio,”.

Rio put his car inside.

They went down, and a housekeeper greeted them after opening the door.

“Please sir, I have opened the door,” said the waiter of the house, because already know that Mr. Broto prospective buyers of the house.

The house is good. Not so big, they went into the house. Wulan who was walking in the back, looked towards Rio who was already coming down from the car. Rio smiled towards her, but Wulan glared at him. Rio turned his face away, as he couldn't help but laugh at Wulan who looked riled up.

“Wulan, come here ..” call her mother-in-law.

Wulan was surprised, then stepped inside. There are three rooms, one of which is larger than the other.

“This is your room and Restu will be Wulan,” said Mr. Broto.

Wulan felt sad again.

“This is one more room near the kitchen, for the maid's room. Oh yes Ma'am, what if Pure son Sarni is told to accompany Wulan here?”

“Iya Sir, mother also thinks so. Pure can help clean and cook. She's smart like her mother. Let me tell you later Sarni.”

Wulan was a little relieved. He knew Murni, and knew that the boy was good.

“How about Wulan, you like this house?”

Wulan looked at her father-in-law. Where can he say he does not like, they have worked hard to do it, and intend to make it happy. That Wulan finally did not feel happy, where do they know.

“So much Mr. alone,” says Wulan slowly.

“I also like, this house is quite good,” said bu Broto.

“Alright, I'll take care of it soon. Later we just buy the necessary furniture,” said Mr. Broto with a face sumringah.

“Hopefully in this house will be born our grandchildren yes Sir,” said bu Broto full of hope. But back Wulan goosebumps hearing it.

***

The day continued to run, but Wulan had never had the chance to interact with Rio. He often delivered his father-in-law, when his father-in-law was not in the office. Indeed, Mr. Broto rarely went to the office, and gave everything to Restu, who he considered could already lead the business he pioneered.

Wulan also has not had time to enjoy her new car, because Rio is still busy delivering her father-in-law.

That afternoon while in the kitchen, Yu Sarni saw Wulan more often pensive than processing the cuisine, so that Yu Sarni who then finished the cuisine.

“Bu Wulan, vegetables are ripe. Try Mom incipin first,” said yu Sarni while approaching Wulan who is still sitting on the kitchen table.

“Oh, yes Yu, sorry, I was feeling tired,” he said as he got up, then stood up to the vegetable that was still perched on the commor, scooped it up a little, then tasted it after a bit of cold.

“Enak Yu, it's delicious kok.”

“Thank God, because I am afraid that Wulan ma'am will not be pleased, the end of Bu Wulan looks like very tired.”

“Iya Yu, why yes I am a bit lazy. But good, why am I not happy? Wasn't it Yu Sarni who taught me to cook? So it's certain that Yu Sarni is better at cooking than I dong,” said Wulan while turning off the stove, then back to sitting at the kitchen table.

“Bu Wulan sick?”

“No yu, just rather lazy.”

“Don't-don't Bu Wulan moth,” said yu Sarni around, but made Wulan feel like he was stung by lintrik.

“Aa ..aap..pa? Ngidam?”

Then Wulan laughed. Ngidam from where? Touching it never.

“A wife can feel tired while pregnant young.”

“No Yu, where is it possible?”

“Kok can't be Bu?” ask yu Sarni wonder.

“How to get pregnant, just touch not,” said Wulan who suddenly realized that she had been speechless. A very polite Wulan never told her husband's arbitrary attitude towards her. He was always silent and harbored the pain for himself.

But Yu Sarni gaped at his words.

“What does bu Wulan mean? Never touched?” the words were shriveled, but wulan was awakened to the mistake of his speech.

“Sorry Yu, it's okay. Yes, if it's done cooking, I want to take a shower first. Later please all of you arranged on the dining table yes,” said Wulan smbil stood up and then moved to his room. Leaving the dumbstruck Yu Sarni.

“Masa anyway? Is that true? Yes it's possible that Ms. Wulan was reluctant to be touched by her husband, had such a rude husband. Fortunately ma'am Wulan patient, try if I was treated like that, yes already run away from yesterday-yesterday, find a good husband again, which is _”

“Wana Wulan?”

Yu Sarni was surprised, when suddenly Miss Broto appeared in the kitchen, while she was nagging.

“It ... bu Wulan is already in her room, the cooking is almost done. Stay frying crackers Bu.”

“You said who ... find a husband .. find a husband ... Who wants to find a husband?”

“Oh, that's bu .. I'm thinking Pure. The school is finished, then I told him to find a husband, but he did not want to,” replied Yu Sarni.

Mrs Broto smiled.

Pure is still a child Yu, it is normal if you do not want to. I even have this thought, if for example Pure you asked to come here how? Later if Wulan has moved house, he must be lonely. That's why I meant to get your son to come here. Let him accompany Wulan. Said he was looking for a job?”

“O, yes Mom, it's okay, Pure would love it. Tomorrow let me tell him.”

“No need to be tomorrow. This father is repairing a new house and furnishing the house. Later if it is ready Restu same Wulan can immediately move to a new home.”

“Alright Mom, at least I'll call you first.”

“I'm happy Yu, hopefully if you already have your own home, I can immediately get a grandson,” said bu Broto with a shining face.

Yu Sarno stunned. He remembered what Wulan had said earlier. But I dare not say anything.

***

Meanwhile, at a diner, Restu is having lunch with his girlfriend. With a radiant face she said that her new home was almost ready. Lisa responded with a radiant face.

“Really Restu? Means we will be free to meet anytime?”

“Even you can sleep in my house anytime you want.”

“Waah, Restu, you made me so happy. Although not to be your wife, but I can still enjoy all your gifts, and always have fun with you at all times.”

“Iya Lisa, just unfortunately I can't marry you, so the truth is I want to have children soon, so delayed.”

“No need to think about having children first, we will have fun to the fullest without thinking about children.”

“Yes, but the desire is there. It's just that I have not dared, fearing that if suddenly you are pregnant, then my father is angry, can collapse my world.”

“Nothing, I don't like taking care of children.”

“You don't like?” ask Restu a little disappointed.

“Mm .. I mean, currently this.”

A pair of perverted humans had finished eating, then moved out of the restaurant. Without them knowing it, when he came out, Mr. Broto's car passed, and Mr. Broto saw it.

“That's not Restu?” his yell.

And Rio turned his head in the direction that was pointed by Mr. Broto.

***

Tomorrow again yes.