I HAD TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND

CHAPTER 21

During the trip from the airport to the residence of the parents of this silent om nyebelin who felt so dominant. There were only a few small chats about Jamet's question, the driver asked me about my name and my in-laws and Vera's family and how our wedding reception was going.

Finally we arrived in front of the Abraham family residence precisely this time in Surabaya. Looks towering a dominant white iron fence with classic carvings.

The white alphard car that hit us a few minutes ago at the airport is now starting to mamasuki Abraham's family residence which is precisely the residence of the parents of the om nyebelin. After automatically the towering fence is wide open.

The car also runs quite straight to the main door that turns out to be on the right, the car turns to the right where this luxury house actually stands firmly all white.

My eyes scanned every corner I saw here from the first moment I saw the towering fence into the courtyard or grounds of this residence.

The main door looks dominated by dark brown and large glass and elegant classic style, after the car is completely stopped in front of the main door.

"It's up to den Andra and non Alena." Say Jamet sir.

The nyebelin om opened his peg fight and was about to open the door before he said "Look Alena we go down." Declared.

"Yes, um." My answer.

Before heading to the terrace is quite spacious and the main door we have to climb a few steps of medium size made of marble.

As if we had learned of our arrival after we got off the car shortly immediately saw the main door open, and showed a middle-aged woman with a brown batik negligee stelan.

"Welcome by, non." Speak with kindness.

The nyebelin om also stepped foot towards the main door which was accompanied by my steps also from behind. Mr. Jamet was busy carrying our luggage that was behind the car to be brought into the house.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Said the om nyebelin after entering into this magnificent house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Let den and non enter , den Andra how are you? Launch the wedding reception?"Ask the middle-aged woman kindly.

"Thank God I'm healthy and thank God the show went well." Answer the om.

"Well, is this his wife? Ayu tenan den , sopo jenengne?" Said the middle-aged woman while glancing at me and then glanced back at the om nyebelin.

"Yes, this is my wife, her name is Salena, and she calls her Alena." Bright om nyebelin and he dropped his weight on one of the living room chairs of this house that is so spacious.

"Please sit down non." Said the middle-aged woman kindly.

The middle-aged woman looked back at me with a friendly smile and slightly opened her body to me while saying."Welcome to non Alena in the Abrahamic household".

I also only returned with a friendly smile accompanied by a sign of courtesy to the older one. Then I sat in this magnificent living room chair facing the nyebelin om.

"Would you drink what den and non?" Ask back the middle-aged woman who I don't know whose name is.

"I want the cold." Say the om nyebelin with flat.

"Well den, non Alena drinking what non?"

"Just make it." My speech.

"Good non, bibik to the back first yes." The middle-aged woman immediately darted out from before us.

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"Eh non don't let the aunt do all this! " Bik Ijah felt bad.

"It's okay for Alena to be used to doing this at home." Thin, white hands flushed Alena was quick to wash dishes and dirty glasses from her and her husband last dinner.

"But non ntar non tired and ntar bibik even hit the same spray si'aden." Bik Ijak tried to remind with a feeling of fear.

"Not going to make Alena will just help wash the dishes as soon as you will not be tired anyway." I said with a smile to bik Ijah one of the ARTs in the Abraham family residence.

"Yes but still unpleasant aunt same non Alena and also den Andra. If in a non-habit residence already familiar with this work please here non familiarize all let bibik and aunt friends of ART who do it. Kan non Alena is the wife of den Andra, please yes non ntar bibik or others can also be sprayed later." Papar the bik Ijah at length with a weld.

"Emang om Andra likes to be angry about the workers in this residence bik?" I asked if the nyebelin om was indeed a grumpy handyman if there was for him who was not in accordance with his will from the workers in this residence.

"No way non, den Andra even though it is fairly quiet or more often cold. But den Andra is a good person and cares not arrogant or neko-neko." The light of bik Ijah to me.

I just muttered in response and said "Oo, is that so bik? Yeah so I guess this is okay bik." I said with a smile on Bik Ijah.

I wipe both my hands on a small towel hanging in front of the right side of this dish sink. Finished also drive me (Hypir \= Nyuci plate ).

"Yes but this non Alena's a bibik's employer too." Her speech.

"Udah ah bik Ijah this master is also we are both human. Then Alena went into the room first, huh bik." Pamitku on bik Ijah with back to review smile.

"Yes, thank you." Saying bik Ijah friendly.

"Sama - same bik." Repasku friendly.

I also stepped up to climb the stairs.

I want to lie down in bed after I perform Isya prayer first.

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"I go first Alena, this morning I have to go to court. I hope you're okay at home. If you need something you can ask help to bik Ijah as the head of ART in this house bik Ijah is the longest ART in this house." Said the baby boy after he finished his breakfast this morning.

"Yes, um." My solute.

The nyebelin om also moved from his seat and I did, too, I grabbed the briefcase that I had placed next to the dining table chair to carry it to the front door of the big and magnificent house.

"Oya bik please take care and help Alena yes if she needs anything!" The instructions of this om nyebelin to bik Ijah when going to walk to the main door of this house.

"Ready den!" Sahut bi Ijah with a nod of his head.

Then the nyebelin om walked towards the main door to go to his black Honda Civic sedan car to go to court.

I whipped her briefcase and grabbed her right hand and kissed her on the back of her hand as we sat on the large terrace of this magnificent house.

"Assalamu'alaikum." He said after I kissed the back of his right hand.

"Waalaikum'salam." My reply.

The nyebelin om entered his car and ran his car out of the residence of this magnificent house. After I returned home, I was confused not knowing what to do.

So I just try to go to the kitchen to see ART is doing what I know there is something I can help as my activity right now.

When I arrived at the kitchen I did not see bi Ijah nor her experience whether they were doing any other work in the other room, I thought.

Oya I so there is an idea than I do not have a job bagusan I make a dessert.

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I have been in Surabaya for 4 days and at this residence. The nyebelin om is still busy to the court and to the prosecutor's office that I know from the nyebelin om itself, because the om always said he would go where early in the morning before he left.

During that time I was only in this magnificent house while creating a cake that I could as a reliever of my boredom, not much different as in my home as well.

The nyebelin om I suguhin my pastries always without comment just silently enjoy, well if the workers here they really like it said delicious.

Oya as long as I'm here the nyebelin om always sleep in his study next to his room and in his room there is a door that can be directly connected to his work room the nyebelin.

In his study there is indeed one sofa size is quite large and wide. Well that's where I saw the nyebelin om sleeping when I accidentally went into his study to wake him up to perform dawn prayers immediately.

"Eh den Andra's home anyway."

"Yes bik, oya Alena again why bik?"

"That's ayu again in the back garden near the pool again nyatai while reading the book vel,.vel what's it bibik forget what ya said cah ayu?" The bik Ijah spoke with the plain gelagat of an old man when he wanted to talk about what books Alena read in the back garden.

"Novel means aunt?" Guess Andra flat.

"That's what aunt hehe meant." Excited bik Ijah with a ruckus.

"Do you want to make drinks? Non Alena made something again this time make a sponge, but forgot the name bibik ball is what hehe." His words ended the grin.

"May bik , ntar take it and just put it in the back garden near the pool where Alena is! I want the room to change." He told Andra flat and immediately turned his body towards the upper floor where his room was located.

"The seed." Bik Ijah.

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"Who is this coffee and red velvet for?" I asked when Ijah's bik came by carrying and putting the luggage on this table.

"It's den Andra non." Answer the bik Ijah.

I just nodded my head in response.

"Bibik into first huh ayu." Say polite.

"Yes, thank you, my friend." Me tell him.

Oo, om nyebelin it has gone home after tumben home this afternoon. But why the nyebelin om pake want to coffee here everything with me try? Ih very lazy, again delicious read your own novel eh ntu the freezer pake want to come in the day of everything.

I continued reading my novel "SU4M1KU P3L1H4R44N T4NT3-T4NT3" which I had not yet finished reading. I brought this book and bought it a few months ago in Jakarta long before I did the UAS.

When I returned to reading my novel, the typical barithon sound of someone venturing out was heard in my eardrum. And I've been very familiar with that particular sound.

"You read Alena's novel?" Ask this nyebelin om by paying close attention to my novel book.

"Why is it, why?" My other answer was more of a question with a look on my face of astonishment.

My novel book is now on my call and this nyebelin om since when it has been sitting in a lounge chair next to me with a table limited.

"No matter what I think you read a mediocre novel, apparently the novel tells a story not much different from infidelity in the household. I wonder why women love to read such hurtful or emotionally draining things." Obviously long times wide.

I was lazy to answer it so just quietly responded and I got back my novel book in my lap and continued reading it.

"You're a hobby to make food." He said this nyebelin om while eating my Red Velvet this morning.

"Yes, because the habits at home are also the same mamah." I still focus on reading my novel.

"Tomorrow we go early in the morning after breakfast to travel" he said, making me pause to read my novel and turn to him.

"Went where are you ? Who's coming?" Ask enthusiastically.

"Ke Mangrove Wonorejo and only the two of us go there tomorrow." What the two of them said, duh I really so fret yes.

But if you also invite others also do not nginep if nginep just sleep room with this nyebelin om, wong ne si om nyebelin is my legal husband. They will suspect that we are sleeping separate rooms.

'Yes, please don't let the things a man always wants happen to me.' Hope batin.

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Healthy greetings always yes from riritambun 🥰