HUSBAND PROBLEM

HUSBAND PROBLEM
Shaka Mansion



Jean stared at herself in front of the mirror. Polishing his face as best as possible, the clothes he wore were clothes that he thought were very polite. Jean almost spent half an hour looking for the outfit to look good in front of Shaka's father.


No, it's not just Shaka's father because Shaka will take him to the Altair family's large Mansion. It's probably not just the two Shaka parents who were there. Who knows there is Grandpa, Grandma, Buyut, Shaka's older sister who he knows is married, Aunt, Om, Aunt, Uncle.


Really, Jean looks inferior now when she is usually a confident person.


Is meeting a prospective in-law very tempting like this? What if Shaka's dad doesn't like me? Mr. Ivan did give me my blessing, as Shaka said back then, but Mr. Ivan had never met me once. What if when I see you, Master Ivan doesn't like me?


Jean thought the no.


Suddenly Jean remembered Kayana last night. Last night she and Kayana did talk about her marriage to Shaka. About how important a blessing is, also the attitude to in-laws.


Kayana said, the type of in-laws vary. Some are kind and loving, some also give blessing but make the son-in-law tormented by making it difficult to ask for this. Jean is not prejudiced against Shaka's two parents.


But, Jean wasn't to blame for thinking this back? What more does he know that Mr. Ivan has a cold personality and authority, what if Jean is treated so badly as in the novels he reads?


No. gabe. It can't be like that. Shaka is very friendly and often smiles. Must have been that guy down one of his father's traits, right?


***


It took an hour for Jean to get ready. Of course with a mess in his mind that is endless.


Jean went down the stairs. Shaka is sitting on the sofa in his living room while playing with his cell phone.


“Let me go forward, you keep it behind.” Shaka's heavy voice sounded.


Jean approached the man. He was stunned for a moment. Apparently, Shaka is playing games with his online friends.


“Aslan, you don't act. I told you to let me!” Shaka sounded annoyed.


Jean was not far from Shaka. Noticing for a while Shaka who was still cool with his world then approached the man.


“Shaka.” Call her.


“Wait, briefly.” Shaka said without looking.


All right, Jean's gonna wait for Shaka to finish the game. He sat down next to Shaka.


Silent.


“I say goodbye to my friends first, yes.” Said Jean.


Shaka did not answer. Jean, who understood the man was engrossed in his world, chose to walk towards the backyard instead. Meeting his friends who seemed to be still behind because he heard Eshan's voice laughing followed by the screams of Kayana and Ezar who were like joking.


“Kayana.” Call Jean.


Kayana. Followed by Ezar and Eshan.


“Where are you, Brother?” Eshan asked. Indeed, his sister has always been the first to ask when she found Jean dressed neatly.


“To Home Mr. Ivan.” Answer Jean.


“You mean Father Shaka?” Kayana asked, answered a nod by Jean.


“Meet the future-in-law apparently, yes.” Eshan teases Jean. Either her sister knew that Jean would marry Shaka, either from Selma or from Shaka's own mouth.


“I pamit. Sorry to leave you at my house.”


Ezar clasped Jean's shoulders. “Go. There's your sister here who will accompany us.”


“Good. If you're going home, don't forget to tell me.”


“Oke.”


After saying goodbye to her friends and sister, Jean returned to the living room.


Shaka still plays with his phone. It seems that the man is not finished with the game.


Ten minutes later.


“Yes!” Shaka exclaimed while clenching his hands up. The game ends with Shaka as the winner.


“Since when are you here?” he still asked with surprise.


“About fifteen minutes ago. Looks like.”


Shaka changed the look of his face to be calmer. “Sorry, I was too focused to be unaware of your whereabouts.”


“It's okay.”


“We leave now?”


Jean nodded.


“Ah, where is Mama Selma? I haven't met and asked her for permission.” Shaka asks because ever since she entered Jean's house, she hasn't found Selma anywhere.


“Mama early in the morning already went to gymnastics sanggar. Likely to be home during the day.” Jean explained.


“So, yes. Alright I'll call him later to say goodbye.” Shaka said as he walked towards the front door.


“Iya.”


***


It took about an hour to arrive at the Altair Family Mansion.


Jean was stunned for a moment. Feeling the first time he had seen a Mansion of this size.


A house with a large building with three floors and a very large yard. Even the distance from the fence to the big house was quite far. Not to mention he was pampered with a natural scenery that was very soothing to the eyes along the road since they entered the fence.


So the Mansion was like this, huh.


Jean was still stunned by the sight heading out the car window. Unaware Shaka stopped the car.


“Jean. Come down.” Call Shaka because what she saw Jean was still silent when she had removed the seatbelt.


“Ah, yes.” Jean regained her senses, hurriedly opened the seatbelt that circled her body then took a deep breath. Suddenly he felt his heart thumping.


Shaka smiled at Jean's nervousness. Then get off the car first followed by Jean.


“Ayo.”


Shaka stretched out his hand, grabbed Jean's palm and held her tightly. They walked up the steps before the big door of Shaka's house opened. Looks like some servants welcomed their arrival while lined up facing each other.


The red carpet has not yet been laid out.


Jean held back her smile, somehow it made her smile amusedly. For a moment, he forgot about meeting Ivan who had been worried about him, until finally the sound of the baritone resuscitated him back to the reality he had to face.


“You're back.”


Ivan walked over while sipping his coffee leisurely. Pass them and sit on one of the couches in the living room.


“You guys, sit down.”


Jean and Shaka sat across from Ivan. It can be felt by Shaka, Jean's wet palm.


“This Jean?” Ivan asked looking at Jean.


Jean immediately stood up, greeting Ivan politely. “Good morning, Mr. Ivan.”


Shaka who saw that chuckled. How nervous Jean looks right now.


Ivan shook his hand, telling Jean to sit down. “Sit down, just relax.”


Jean sat back down slowly. Still with a nervous face.


Two servants came to put some snacks and cold drinks.


“Before I wanted to ask, did you know Shaka has children?” Ivan asked with a serious look.