I'm a Savings Woman

I'm a Savings Woman
Wife Candidate



"Is your house always this deserted?" ask Nabila after entering the big house.


He was in the living room, sitting on a long sofa while chatting lightly with Arsha.


"There's Mom in the back, make some cake. My mom likes to make those cakes. If the father is often out, yes just ngegym, or a walk sometimes the same Mother. In this house there is also my grandfather who will make you ngakak if you meet. He was very humorous. Just now, out of the house with Dad."


Izzah came with a tray containing several pieces of blueberry cheese cake.


"Well, this isn't Nabila?" ask Izzah.


Nabila nodded with a smile.


"So you said Arsha! God, the world is sometimes narrow. Is this a sign that this Nabila will be a future mother-in-law yes Sha?"


"It could be Ma'am." replied Arsha who made Nabila's face embarrassed.


"Ah, what am I ma'am, compared to Mr. Arka who is surrounded by beautiful women. Like I'm just a crumb of tengginang." reply Nabila.


Arsha chuckled, then immediately turned her eyes to the man who was going down the stairs on the left side of the living room. "Where are you going, brother?"


"There's work" he replied briefly as he continued walking without turning his head in the slightest.


The white shirt he wore fits perfectly into Arka's body shape, while the navy suit draped afterwards completes the Boss's good looks.


"Don't forget to take Mom's order at Aunt Citra's boutique!" izzah.


"Yes!" he retorted as he walked towards Izzah, then kissed Izzah's hand and walked out.


"For a minute, ma'am, Sha. I need to be with Mr. Arka." said Nabila, then immediately went out.


"Sir, Mr. Arka. Wait!" call Nabila when you see Arka who will enter the car.


"Mother is angry, huh?" ask Nabila slowly.


Arka is still flinching. The man wearing black glasses was still reluctant to look at Nabila. Leaning against the body of the car, he looked at the other side.


"You look more charming when you are angry," said Nabila and again got no reply from Arka.


"But ... You look more charming in your shorts and sway like this." Nabila demonstrated the arc sway that he had just seen.


"God! Shut your mouth!" Arka's reflexes covered the girl's mouth with palms.


Nabila was aghast at once fixated. Silent.


They were silent for a moment and looked at each other closely. The 25-year-old man only realized that Nabila's iris was very beautiful, brown.


"www!" arka shouted suddenly, then she shook her hands. "Why was it bitten?!"


"I can't breathe, do you intend to kill your beautiful future wife?" tanya Nabila with a loud breath.


"Wife candidate? Dreams do not need heights. If you get sick later.!" reply Arka while opening the car door and closing it hard.


"Don't keep getting angry, sir. Your wrinkles will grow."


Arka only let out a long sigh, not caring about the babble of the girl who had suddenly appeared in her house.


"Be careful, yeah. Do not speed on the road, mending in my heart, can all run while testing kayak Shahruk Khan with Kajol!" shouted Nabila while waving her hand, as Arka began to turn on her car engine.


"Based on a strange girl," said Arka annoyed, then began driving out of the yard of the house after the gate was opened perfectly by security guards.