I'm Not the Dream Son-in-law

PART 17'S

Until also in the mall, but I have to be reunited with the lovebirds, make the mood rage. Why are they here too? Which one of us is wrong? I what is he?

When my heart was afraid I saw a black car parked next to Farhan's car.

The car belonged to Mas Fatah. There are also mama, Fatah mas, Fahmi mas and his wives, my guess is getting convinced one hundred percent apparently they deliberately want to meet in this mall. It destroyed my trust in Mas Farhan and his extended family. Why did you cover up their marriage? These tears are free-falling.

The family looked at each other and threw a smile, oh how happy it was to be Nisa. But. Wait, why did Fatah leave? While his wife went inside with his mother, Fahmi mas and Septi mbak.

I follow Fatah's steps to the parking area, ah, I look like a thief. Mas Fatah stopped in front of me making my heartbeat beat what do Fatah know if I follow? I quickly hid behind the other car.

Almost got caught, huh, I took a deep breath, congratulations, my mind.

"Han, where are you with Nisa? Be careful there's mama there too, lest they see you and Nisa." The sound of Fatah reminded Farhan to be careful with his mother.

That means mama does not know about the marriage mas Farhan only mas Fatah know, I do not think you have to Mas, lied to me, lost already respect and sympathize with him.

"You're in the baby shop now?" Ask.

"good. I'm monitoring you guys." The answer was short and put his phone into his pants pocket after that Fatah entered the mall.

The soul of my kepo thrashed with a face full of disappointment I stepped feet that felt heavy, heavy, when entering I became the center of attention of many visitors there are smiling mocking as if I am not worthy to go inside.

Kareena was surprised that I was staring at myself and... Should they see me like that? Because my appearance is like a gembel only wearing a long, worn negligee, a short headscarf to the chest and flip-flops mainstay of the mothers in the kitchen.

The masabodo! The important thing is I can see what activity both are buying.

Mas Fatah stopped right at the baby supply store from clothes and toys, I saw their groceries are very much and the most eye-tight is mas Farhan bought a baby stroller while Rifa is not bought.

You have to mas! I know that Rifa is not your flesh and blood! Maybe I should realize that me and Rifa don't mean anything to him just pity. Patience Rifa mom will buy what your dad bought for his biological son, mom is pretty much money, we will buy a car as well as a house! We're gonna leave your dad, son. My tears are getting warm again. Uh. My crybaby, where's the old absurd bar-bar boy Rina?

I don't want them to see me here, the important thing is that I know everything.

I stepped foot with my body shaking, and then my right hand reached into my negligee pocket to pick up a flat object, I sent a short message to Yuni to transfer some money to buy the goods needed by me and Rifa including the car.

"Mas Farhan's. I can also buy what you buy. Please spend your money with him. I'm sorry, I'm going to back off for your happiness with your little family" I said, my heart aches to remember.

Tring a message into my phone turned out to be Yuni, she transferred some money to me.

"Thank you Yun." Reply with a smile emoticon.

Yuni did not reply that she might be busy serving buyers. Ah, indeed he is reliable.

I'm confused as to which one to buy the car or the Rifa gear, once, I'm like a tulalit only if buying a car must go from this mall rather than going back and forth mending I buy Rifa needs all want to buy my clothes and cosmetics so beautiful.

Hmm, what else? All complete. I have to make sure that what I bought is everything, now I have to go to the cashier to pay for it.

"Bak I want to pay" I said with a smile and pulled out a gold card.

The cashier looked at me with a smile.

"Not usually our shop in the sultan, the couple's husband's wife bought baby equipment that cost about ten million. now there is mbaknya, hehehe," hetususya while staring at Rina.

Whats! Ten million! It's not wrong to listen to me, for me and Rifa only half of it. Oops, who am I, and who is he?

"Well, these boys are more than them, not yangka ya, look rich don't have money turned out to twist the real sultan." The cashier maids me with bulging eyes.

"Yes, what the hell doesn't make a child." Answer me with a smile.

I'll prove that I can afford to buy everything for Rifa. I'm self-conscious! I'm not a perfect woman, so don't expect Farhan's love to be completely her love for me is only a quarter.

"Most often shop in our store Ma'am" he exclaimed as I stepped up by pushing a shopping trolley.

I just nodded and put my thumb up.

****

I deliberately picked Rifa at home Ma'am Dewi all want to give a gift for what Mother Goddess did to take care of my child.

Tin. Tin. Tin.

I honked the car in front of the house of Madam Dewi, before long Ma'am Dewi came out by riding my little princess Rifa.

"Rin, whose car is this?" Asked wonder the two neutrals staring toward the red jazz car blushing.

"Have I dong Mbak, I have a pak lurah?"

"New." Mbak Dewi rubbed the front bumper.

"Who knows you can buy it too." Legally.

"AMEN." Jawbaku with a smile.

I took over Rifa from Mother Goddess's sling.

"Bak thanks you know, already take care of Rifa, this is a little souvenir for Mbak, hopefully like." I thrust three baper pegs at her.

"Don't bother Rin," he said with a smile and took the baper peg out of my hand.

****

Arriving at home it turns out my husband has been stanbay on the terrace he looked at me wonder of course full question mark dong? Where can I buy a car and drive. Mumet-mumet tuh head.

I came out with a smile as wide as possible if my lips were as wide as the road.

"Rin? Whose car is this?" A question that raises.

"The governor's man!" My judes by going inside.

My steps were restrained when my right hand was blocked by Farhan.

"Honestly, whose car is it?" The question is still soft.

"According to Mas."

"This is your car?"

I just smiled seeing her confused face.

"Where do you have money!"

"Do you have to know?" Flat answer.

"I'm your husband, I ask you once again where you got the money!" His impact.

"From nuyul! Satisfied you! You think I can't afford a car for Rifa? I can, even if you don't give it to us. Not only was the car I bought, I also bought Rifa equipment as well as a bigger house than Nisa's?" My murmur.

"You're jealous of Nisa?"

"That's not the one who bought it, honey? That's-"

"Rice."

"Rina, wait!" call me Farhan.

I'm tired of having to fight muscles.