Husband Bulukku Suddenly Tajir

Face Operation.

I knocked on Grandpa's office door. The room was not far from Grandpa's.

“Grandfather, there is something I want to talk to Grandpa.” I said after the door was wide open.

“Come in!” grandfather orders while turning back to his chair.

“Wah, grandpa's working room is very spacious yes!” I was amazed at the room that was 10 x 10 meters wide. In the room there is a special cupboard to store the cup. It seems that grandfather got a lot of awards from horse racing. I envy her.

“If we met 22 years ago, of course you can see grandfather winning the race.” said grandfather without looking at me, it seems like he is busy with paper in front of him.

“This is a photo of the father,” point me to a worn photo with a wooden frame on display in front of the work desk, my greeting soldiers make silence.

“Father before he died, precisely when I was still sitting on the Junior High School bench, he always said to me, someday my father will take me to the horse racing area. I don't know what it means to say that. Obviously, I really like horses. We used to have horses too, but because my mother and I never had money, the horse was sold for a bite of rice.” I said, grandfather just silently did not respond, he said, without me realizing, Grandpa had wet his cheeks.

“Grandpa, why is Grandpa crying? Forgive me if my words make Grandpa sad!” I ran to Grandpa and rubbed his shoulders.

“No, you are not wrong. I was too hard on him. If only he had not left me, surely his life would not have been miserable.”according to the story of my grandfather, my father Daffa Ramadhan had impregnated a village woman. Because he did not get the blessing, finally he prefers to leave grandfather. Until one day I was growing up, grandfather got a photo submission of a small child who is none other than my photo. And that's the first and last time grandfather and father communicate.

“Sam, accept this!” grandpa gave me a piece of paper.

“What is this Cake?” ask me not to understand.

“This is a will, some of my property for yourself and some for your mother. In exchange for my apology for having wasted – wasted his life.” grandfather handed me a sacred piece of paper.

“But Cake, un ..”

“And this check 200 billion, use as best as possible.” Grandpa cut my sentence.

I gulped my saliva, just hearing that amount of money, imagining it was impossible. How big if I stack up in the room, don't imagine, just enjoy it! 200 Billion is not a little. I've marked in my brain that I want to buy this. It's so greedy. Let it be, once in a lifetime.

Since it was already noon, grandfather took me to a famous restaurant in the city for lunch.

“What did you order Sam?” asked grandpa to throw out my daydream about the money in the check earlier.

“Anything Cake,” sahutku soon.

Not so long ten menus have been presented on the table. Incidentally I was very hungry, I did not choose – select the menu, as long as it is filling for me is enough.

The food is now on the dining table. Initially slowly enjoy the portion of a plate of rice, but long - long tempted also with menu variants. "Darling, if ignored," my mind riled. I finished all the food on the table. My stomach is right now.

After returning from the restaurant, we passed a large banner. In the banner it is written that there is a promotion about the procurement of Umrah. I remember my mother. My mother wanted to go for Hajj. I was in my mind to immediately register the Hajj mother.

At 14:00 I was already in my room, for some reason I really liked this place. Grandpa said, this is my room first. Pantes, feel like there's an air.

I stood in front of a mirror that was the size of this body. I was in my mind to change my appearance. After a long time I stayed in the room, I immediately went out of the room to the garage. Ask the driver to drive me to the bank to cash in. All the money I put in my account book and ATM.

Tomorrow, I ask the driver to drive me to the hospital, I want to do facial surgery. Eliminate this ludicrous tompel.

“Doctor, I want to throw a tompel on my face.”

“The cost for this operation is not small,” said the doctor sounded underestimated my appearance. Didn't know she was rich.

“I will pay any amount, even I can buy this hospital if I want,” said Samsul broke the doctor's arrogance. The doctor seemed to shake his body to hear Samuel's threatening speech, the doctor agreed to Samuel's request.

A few minutes later, Samuel headed to the operating room, and the doctor had installed various medical devices there.

“Are you ready?” ask the doctor while carrying the injection. I just nodded slowly. My eyes are hard to open. Slowly my eyelids clenched. I also slept unconscious. In my dream, I met Erlin, my beautiful wife. The shadow was getting further away, I was trying to chase him but was unachievable. I heard his name, he didn't look. I was getting nervous and scared of losing him.

My eyes were wide open, I heard faintly their voices.

“Successful, our efforts run 100 percent without constraints.”

“Sooned soon, patient will be moved place.”

I still can't talk and move, maybe it's some dope. I slowly closed my eyes again. Just hearing the sound of the bed wheels walking.

Next morning.

“Good morning Cake,” my greeting to Rama's grandfather who was sitting waiting for my return on the front porch.

“Who are you, and how can you use my car. Where is Sam?” grandpa looked panicked.

“Kakek Rama!” call me to try to wake Grandpa up if I'm the Samuel he's looking for.

“Please design once you, who are you!” snapped grandpa while standing ruffled waist.

“Sam, is that right you?” Grandpa looked at my face while cupping my cheek.

“Where's your tompel?”

“I intentionally omitted it, I want to change my appearance a little.”.

“Ckckck,” decak him, “ then your skin like a rotten sapodilla that you make?” sindir grandpa.

“I've dumped into the sea,” I also do the treatment to whiten the skin.

“You are handsome, very similar to Daffa,” he ideal while inviting me in.

The next day I asked my grandfather for permission to go to the village to visit my mother.

I spent a lot of money to buy a Lamborghini. I called a driver to drive and taught me.

Before going to the village, I also took the time to visit some very interesting locations in the country.

“Emak ..!” yelling surprised.

The mother who was drying clothes also flinched.

“Who?” ask her mother, opening her eyes.

“I Mak, Samsul your son!” I screamed as I rushed towards my mother, I hugged and kissed. Not yet aware of mother but still I treat it so.

“Samsul Ramadan?” mom stopped my actions.

“Yes Mother,”

“Where is Erlin when you came alone?” ask mom while hitting my arm, “Pangling mom, the more handsome you are,”. Mum glanced at my Lamborghini.

"Good Sam, this car can go!" ask mom while wiping and circling it.

"Can fly too, "excuse me.

"Well, you're great Sam, so you're rich now!"

"Yes dong, 'the mother who prayed'in Samsul!" kataku proud.

"Where is Erlin, not inside?" Mom sneaks peek at the car glass.

“The story is long Mak,”

The neighbors saw my arrival full of astonishment, but we ignored them.

"Well, the car's cool!"

"Guest mother, handsome too, know dong!"

"Heh, this is Samsul, my son!" reprimand mom who makes the citizens of se RT excited.

Mom pulled me in and locked the door.

"How are you, Sam, safe outside?"

"Aman Mak, calm down will not be lost!"

"Ngapain closed the door, Mommy?"

"The neighbors on the kepo, just meddle in people's affairs, this way they won't know our chat."

Mother walked towards the kitchen preparing a plate of boiled cassava.

“At Sam's meal, mumpung is still warm, delicious!” I saw smoke still billowing on the plate.

“Iya Mak,” I took a piece to treat my longing for this favorite food of mine.

I was there long enough, telling me about my journey until I could do this. Every once in a while, I quickly wiped away her tears.

“Emak come with me to town huh?” take me.

“Can't Sam, mom is more violent in the village.” refused, although I forced by various ways and reasons mother still refused.