It turns out my husband was a Gigolo

S2-24. First lady

"Whose son is that? How is it not polite?" asked one of the gossip members who had gathered with the lady.

I immediately pulled Elena to stop Elena lashing out at Ms. Gendis. Then all those who were in that one gathering stared long at me.

"Lhoh, this is a child who was struggling with the swing with my son." Someone interrupted frowning to see my son.

"What do you mean, Mom?" I really don't understand what this woman means.

"Some time ago, papanyan made my son cry." His lips frowned high next door and a snort sounded from his nose.

She folded her hands, standing looking at me from top to bottom with one eye. "So he's a lecturer here apparently?"

I was wearing a kebaya accented with a luxurious sequin that was quite expensive on my body. The usual use of the kebaya is the spouse of one of the officials who is being sworn in.

What did Mas Aren do? Why make my mother cry? Aaah, maybe the wrong person. Mas Aren really likes children, he must be ngaco.

Then, he joined the gang of Bu Gendis earlier. They started to whisper, glancing towards me with one eye. Then the look on their faces changed and just walked away.

Why else them? Aaah, is it true that the world elite per lecturer is like this? I thought, lecturer there's nothing like that.

Suddenly a pair of hands closed both my eyes. Elena sounded out her crisp laugh. From the scent inhaled by me, it was certain that he was my husband.

"What are you doing here?" whisper in my ear. Not long after that, both hands came off.

I also turned the position of the body to look at the man who had been behind. "Congratulations." I hugged him for a moment.

"What are you doing?" He repeated the question that had no answer.

"Oh, Elena played here—"

"Dn ... Wih ... Everything has gathered." Gendis came back with the woman who said Mas Aren.

"Oh, I thought he was like that. My son's time is crying? It turned out that he had become strange from choosing the wrong partner. Oh, it means a couple forced through du— ups ..." He closed his mouth and laughed with Gendis.

Mas Aren pulled my hand away from her.

"Daughter, marry a widow? Without waiting for a long time can be a big boy" said the woman who had glanced at my husband.

"Oh, I guess he'll be the hero later huh? Not in here! Your husband is being watched by a lot of people?" whispered my husband while holding me.

"But, Mas?" I wanted to protest, but these lips were already blocked by her long index finger.

"Yes, Mom ... It is good to marry a widow. I lack this experience so shrewd on the bed." he said winked at me.

"Yes dong, Iyaaang. Husband and wife should be experienced, right?" I hug Mas Aren very affectionately, following his game into a harmonious family.

"How's Miss Gendis? Interested in experienced ones too? I know this, he's great at everything, patted on .. bed." said my husband, whose voice grew smaller at the end of the speech.

"Who's the guy?" ask the woman who turned out to be a friend of Bu Gendis.

"That's ...." Mas Aren pointed to a person who was quite old. Her hair had been all white, with wrinkles that had filled all sides of her body, including her face.

He is a very famous and famous person in my college. Someone who had been rector twice a period, and now is nearing retirement.

Reflexively, I patted the forehead looking at Mas Aren's behavior that made Bu Gendis' face red.

Mas Aren pulled me away from this location immediately. "Come, run away first, before he pokes." he whispered. After that, Mas Aren carried Elena and invited me to move away immediately.

I lyrically for a moment, Ms. Gendis clenched both her hands in front of her chest, stomping her legs several times. While his friend who was next to him patted the shoulder of Bu Gendis who had put on her red face.

"Remember, Honey. Here it is, not a boxing ring. Not all problems can be solved with a blow. So, do not be easily ignited by emotions. You're the first lady from today." Mas Aren rubbed my head with his hair that had been carried neatly.

"You think this is really like an office mom?" Then he smiled mischievously.

After that, we all went to my in-laws' house. My parents also participated for the appointment of Mas Aren as an official in the department.

"This is my grandson, the son of Nesya, my son." there came the voice of a man whom I memorized once the voice of the Father.

"This is my grandson too, the son of Aren, my son." this time there was a voice from my father-in-law

I saw what happened too. Elena's face was confused as her hands were pulled from both sides by two people called grandfathers, by my daughter.

"Nesy, Aren ... When are the plans for momongan? Don't get to the wedding Alven, you still don't have a baby either."