HUSBAND PROBLEM

The arrival of Candidate Besan

Week pass.

Selma never once talked about matchmaking. Jean thought, maybe at that time Selma was just joking with her friend so that Jean was calm and not confused about it anymore.

After all, it never occurred to him that Selma would match him with a foreign man for the reason that Jean had never introduced a single man to Selma as a lover. So ridiculous.

Jean who was doing her routine weekend activities with morning exercise, sitting herself on a park bench. Rest yourself a little.

Suddenly his gaze caught a stranger man who was opposite him. The man was wearing casual clothes even though the suit was still attached to his body. In front of the man was a baby trolley. Jean narrowed his gaze, trying to make his view clear.

That's Arshaka, right? What's that guy doing there?

Too long to notice Shaka, he was not aware that Shaka was aware of Jean's presence opposite him.

It could be seen by him the moment Shaka waved at him. Jean was a little flustered, feeling like she had been caught off guard by Shaka because she had been watching him since.

Jean finally approaches Shaka to say hello. "Forth, Mr. Shaka."

"Morning. Sit down." Shaka let Jean sit next to him.

Jean sits down next to Shaka and looks at the baby in the trolley.

All sorts of questions and speculations sprung up in Jean's head. Who's the baby?

"Sir, is he your nephew?" Jean asked in curiosity.

Shaka scratched the back of his head. I seem confused as to what to answer. "You could say so."

Jean, who was interested, approached Shaka so that he could see the baby more clearly. "What's his name?"

"Aidan."

"His Funny..."

Jean does not touch Aidan, but Shaka can see the twinkle in both eyes of the girl.

"By the way, sir, why are you here?"

"My mom and I were visiting my mom's friend's house" Shaka replied.

Aidan stuffed his little thumb into his mouth, Shaka swiftly scuffled at him.

"You're exercising?"

Jean nodded.

Shaka looked at the watch on his wrist and looked at Jean, "Want to get back together?"

"Come on." Jean leads the way. Shaka smiled then caught up with Jean while pushing the trolley.

At first glance, they look like a pair of young Husbands and wives who are having children. Shaka as a good father is pushing his son's trolley, while Jean as the mother accompanies Shaka.

Shaka smiled in anguish.

Wait, Aidan, you'll have Mommy soon.

Shaka doesn't know Jean lives around here because her mother is in the girl's house right now. Shaka and his mother arrive at Jean's house when Jean is no longer home, so Jean does not know that their current destination is the same. It was Jean's own house.

Their steps stopped when they arrived at the gate of Jean's house. Jean, who of course did not know their purpose the same, said goodbye to Shaka. "I've arrived. See you, Mr. Shaka."

Shaka frowned, "This is your home? My mother is also here" Shaka said. Of course with his pretend acting.

"really?"

Shaka pointed at his car parked near the gate. "That's my car."

Jean initially seems confused, but eventually allows Shaka to enter.

***

"Have you come back, Shaka boy?"

Selma's welcoming voice echoed in the room. There's a middle-aged woman across from Selma.

Is that Shaka's mother?

"You're back together?" Selma asked Shaka.

"We met in the park, Auntie." Answer Shaka politely. Then he sat down beside Haisa. Aidan has been taken over by Haisa since.

"It's Jean?" ask the woman opposite Selma, whom Jean believes to be Shaka's mother.

"Hello, Auntie." Sapa Jean was polite.

"Well, you look more beautiful and mature than the last one I saw" Haisa said.

When did they meet?

For Jean felt this was the first time they had met. Even so, Jean remained grateful for the praise made by Haisa. "Thank you."

"Lake Jean. Take a shower and change your clothes" Selma told Jean, who was joined by Jean. Jean immediately said goodbye and rushed to her room on the second floor.

"May I carry her, Haisa?" Selma said she wanted to hold Aidan. Haisa handed Aidan into Selma's arms.

"Luckily.the funny thing.." Selma was worried to see Aidan.

"How old is he?"

"Two months." Answer Haisa.

Selma looked at Aidan pitye. "So, have you taken care of Aidan's identity?"

"I will make Aidan Shaka's adopted son. For now Aidan is cared for by me until Shaka has a wife later." Haisa explained.

Selma nodded.

While Shaka silently listened to Haisa and Selma's interaction. To be honest, Shaka doesn't even know that his mother is good friends with Selma.

Haisa obviously never got together with the socialite mothers. Haisa prefers it at home. Cooking and sometimes shopping for refreshments. Not long ago also his mother was on vacation with his father in a long time. About two months. How did Haisa get to know Selma?

"So, when is Shaka going to propose to Jean?"

The question from Selma brings Shaka back from the realms under her mind. Ah, true. Weddings. What Jean already knows about Shaka's going to have a child.

"Aidan's problem doesn't need to be thought of, Nak Shaka. Leave everything to Mama. Let Mama take care of it. So, you just think about when you're going to propose to Jean." Selma said. Selma knew Shaka was hesitant because there was Aidan among them.

"Who will propose to whom, Ma?"  Jean's voice made their attention diverted to her.

Jean is back with a fresh face and casual clothes.

"Of course you are, Jeannie." Selma pointed at Jean.

"Me?"

"Hey baby, would you like Mama to replay the tape so you can remember it?" Selma tried to remind me.

Jean was still with her shocked face staring at Selma in disbelief. So, Jean's calm for a week yesterday doesn't mean anything?

"Who's De. Ma?" jean asked, still looking at Selma with the same face, shocked.

Jean unconsciously sat himself next to Shaka in a very close position. Their arms even touched each other.

"Of course with Nak Shaka."

Jean seemed to have just come to her senses of surprise as her gaze turned to Shaka beside her in a very close position. Hurry Jean shifted her seat, slightly away from Shaka.

"You.." point it at Shaka.

Shaka just kept quiet, staring at Jean inside.

"Aren't you lucky to marry him. You'll also get a bonus, baby."

Jean looked at Selma.

"Marine...!" Selma held a little baby in her arms. "He's Shaka's son, his name is Aidan. You will not only be Shaka's wife, but also Aidan's mother." Selma said enthusiastically.

WHAT'S?!

Jean wants to faint right now.