I Became the President's Wife!
Home oma
Yeay Paris!
The plane Reya and Azka were on landed in Paris at 8:55 p.m.
Reya staggered as she clasped on Azka. Jetlag is amazing. Consider it Reya katrok, but he has never gone so far from Indonesia.
Azka who helped Reya to walk smiled amusedly, "Capek?"
Reya snorted, "Banget"
Obviously Reya was tired, he couldn't even count how many hours he had been on the plane.
Shortly after, several people wearing black suits came and escorted Reya and Azka. Wahh first felt that his life was like a movie that he had seen where his main role was in the guard of many bodyguards.
Azka felt sorry for Reya who seemed to be very exhausted, "You're in a sling?" ask Azka. Reya is ticking,
"No, I don't have a papa"
While stepping his feet, Reya was busy looking around him, Paris Charles de Gaulle was indeed as he anticipated, Everything in this airport his sense made Reya scream 'Wow' but unfortunately Reya is still too limp, and also embarrassed if his catrok looks.
At the moment the airport is not very crowded. Reya suddenly remembered her suitcase which only contained black jeans, cardigans, shirts and plain white shirts. Wahh... Will such clothes be worn to paris?
Actually it could be, but certainly would be elderly if standing next to Azka whose appearance always looks wow.
"You want to go around?" tanya Azka who turned out from earlier noticed Reya. Reya shook her head, she really wanted to, but she could not walk around. Just out of the airport it felt half-complete.
They boarded a black car that was waiting for them in front of the largest airport in Paris. Luckily, it took less than half an hour to reach the house of Oma Azka.
Along the way Reya keeps a close eye on everything their car goes through. All the buildings here magically can add to the impression of a Romantic classic Paris.
Reya remembers the Gustous Restaurant in the Ratatouille movie she had seen years ago, where a rat could be Cheff.
I guess now the rat's still alive isn't it?
But, even though she is still alive, Reya will never want to eat her cooking stuff in the slightest, because...Ugh, Reya hates rats.
At this time Paris is entering spring, unfortunately the flowers have not been able to bloom, and the air feels cold.
The car that Azka and Reya rode into the spacious courtyard of a large mansion in a very elegant classic style. This mansion is truly huge and luxurious!
This is a big residence, yes, whoever the owner is guaranteed he sultan status!
"Welcome to oma's house" said Azka.
Yup! Reya is the granddaughter of his son-in-law Sultan!
It's up to him to be a proud and fierce oma, or a humble and loving who matters Reya's status remains the Sultan's grandson! HUAHAHA!
"Why?" Azka was astonished by Reya who grinned arrived. Reya shook her head, "Hehe looks like my brain is following Jet lag"
Azka sighed then leaned Reya's head on her shoulder.
Dag .. dig .. dug .. dag .. dig .. dug .. dag .. dig. dug ..
What the fuck is this !
Reya wanted to pull his head, but unfortunately he was too limp. Their car finally stopped in front of the mansion's door. Azka helps Reya get out of the car. "Why is your face so red? is your head really hurting?" azka asked while trying to cover the worried tone from within her voice.
I'm like this because you're a bambank!!
"Sick a little" replied Reya origin. Azka took Reya into the House, two burly body guards who stood guard at the door immediately stepped aside and saluted Azka who passed by just like that while carrying Reya.
"Grandmas!" call Azka enthusiastically. Azka sat Reya on the sofa Azka walked to and fro while calling her oma.
Hahhh.... It seems that Reya's head had a lot of wind because of too long on the plane, otherwise why would the masculine Azka now look so cute?
Reya shook her head, and well, thanks to Azka as well Reya so much shook her head for the past twenty-four hours.
A beautiful middle-aged woman walked down her luxurious stairs so Amaizing with a smile. Wah.. sultan emang different yes, the stairs are made luxurious.
"Azka" called her with a face filled with smiles. The closer the more obvious is that this grandmother is very beautiful, age can not even eliminate her beauty. How old is this oma? azka's age was thirty years. Reya so curious what brand of skincare in use oma.
The woman embraced Azka affectionately, it seemed that she was very much in a longing for Azka.
"Welcome at last you can marry the person you've always been waiting for" said Oma in French, who Reya did not understand. Azka smiled and hugged oma back.
"Oma, know this Reya" the woman smiled fondly as she looked at Reya, "Reya, how are you, oma has long wanted to meet you" she said while hugging Reya warmly. a motherly hug that made Reya miss her mother.
"Oma" Azka's sweat.
Oma took off her embrace towards Reya, "why? I just want to get to know my granddaughter's wife!" oma omel.
Fiyuuhhh, they finally speak Indonesian. Reya until the cold sweat was because he thought about what would happen if he was spoken to in French.
Oma clasped Reya's hands together, "Reya, this oma is talking very much with you"
"Oma, Reya is still too tired because of the long journey" said Azka while pulling his wife from the oma.
"Yaudah deh, your room is ready on the third floor in the main room yes" said oma.
Azka just nodded and embraced Reya up the stairs one by one.
Jatung Reya back talu, why Reya so gini anyway if near Azka? No! this can not be allowed, Azka danger to the heart.
Reya intends to distance herself from Azka, after all her energy has recovered a little because sitting on the expensive sofa earlier. But alas, Azka held Reya's body, so that Reya could not keep herself away from her husband.
Reya whispered, "Ka, I can..."
"Sstt..Oma is watching us" Azka cut. Reya glared, Spontan Reya turned her head back and found oma watching them with a smile.
Reya returned an oma smile and resumed her steps, "Yes! how do you know that anyway?"
"He's my oma"
"Hemm, that's right too"
