Mahligai Infidelity

-New family

Wulan came out of the bathroom in a long white dress. His long hair that was still moist was let loose. His steps came to a halt as Brian entered the room. The man stood staring at himself from the tip of his foot to the tip of his head.

“What else are you wearing?” asked Brian while looking at Wulan with uneasiness.

Brian quickly stepped closer to Wulan. His right hand pulled the collar of the shirt Wulan was wearing.

“Let go of this outfit, it's weird! Why don't you just wear a hijab and veil?!” Brian snapped at once pulling the rough buttons of that long dress.

Four buttons separated from the clothes Wulan was wearing, all of them fell scattered on the floor. A terrified Wulan held onto her now-damaged collar.

“What's the problem with my shirt? Why is it broken like this?” wulan. His face almost cried from Brian's harsh treatment. But he still tried to stand up straight.

“Why? You think we're going to a charity event or going to a nursing home? Haha basic ancient woman.” Brian stared at Wulan. Wulan continued to clasp the buttons of the torn clothes. “I will teach you how a real woman behaves,” continued Brian while putting a smile on one side of his lips.

At that time Brian immediately took his phone and immediately contacted someone.

“Raya, I have a task for you,” Brian told a woman from his phone.

“What kind of task is Darling? His job is profitable?” tanya Raya's.

“Of course, I will provide luxury and comfort for you.”

“Well Darling, I will go to Jakarta now,” Raya replied.

“Sore this directly to my house!” brian then hung up his phone call.

Brian's eyes looked for an ancient white-clothed figure standing behind him. It turned out that the woman was crouching under the nightstand scooping some buttons that were scattered on the floor.

“What are you doing? Quickly change those clothes!” snapped Brian.

Wulan immediately ran towards the changing room.

Tears that almost broke, trying to hold as strong as possible.

“Do not cry. You can't cry Wulan. It's just a button, we can definitely fix this.” Inner Wulan while staring at some buttons in her grasp.

He kept the buttons in his suitcase and then took another dress from there.

Dress that looks more trendy far from the impression of old.

He is now turning his body in front of the mirror.

“What can this be? I don't carry a lot of clothes like this, her inner”.

“Are you imprisoned in there?” Brian's screams made him panic.

Wulan rushed out of the clothing room.

“Mas I-“ said Wulan as soon as he arrived in front of Brian who only Wears a towel covering his body.

“You can only call me friendly when in front of my parents. Besides call me sir,” Brian said slowly as he walked closer to Wulan. “And your duty is to serve my needs as long as I am at home. Never interfere in any other business or!”

“Good sir, Wulan will obey.”

“Haha, good. Now you take my clothes and bring them here,” said Brian in a more friendly tone.

“This is sir,” said Wulan.

“Package,” Brian's orders.

“Everyone sir?”

“Yes everyone,” Brian immediately took off the towel that was coiled on his body.

Wulan could only look down, she did not dare to look at the body of the man before her. It starts to charge*********** in advance.

“Haha, don't expect you to get kenik matan from me. In any case I can't share my body for you. Even if you are my wife, you will only serve me like a maid,” said Brian arrogantly.

“You think I'm interested in you, Mr. Brian. Enjoy your woman, my body will not touch your dirty body.”

After finishing putting all the clothes onto Brian's body, Wulan took the tie from the hanger.

“Master, I don't know how to pair a tie. I-“ Wulan's body was pushed a few meters back until stumbled on a table. “Aughh,” screeches in pain.

“No becus!”

Brian directly faced the mirror and then put his own tie to his body.

“You and your grandfather were in between Deon, I will use my own car.”

Wulan was still down in the room waiting for Brian's next aba. But for a long time he stood there was no word for him. Even after finishing tidying up her hair, brian immediately left the room.

“Uuggghh,”

Wulan moaned as a result of the pain that was still felt in her waist. Not lost soreness on his back now must be added with a collision that makes his waist in pain.

He also walked out of the room. Bi Narsih was already waiting for a wulan near the stairs.

“Daddy, Deon is waiting for the mistress outside.” said bi Narsih friendly.

“Mr Brian?” ask Wulan.

“Master has left first,” replied bi Narsih.

“Bik, grandpa where?” ask Wulan.

“Grandfather is also already in front waiting for madam.”

“Ya already Wulan ahead, thanks bik,” said Wulan while walking quickly to the terrace.

“Kek, why not sit inside?” ask Wulan.

“Grandfather also just came out. No matter Lan, grandpa is strong,” said grandpa Hendy.

“But grandpa's feet aren't strong yet.”

“Biep bi, thanks,”

“Deon, you take good care of Hendy's mistress and grandfather. Be careful on the road, and do not forget papah grandfather with good Deon,” bi Narsih orders on his son.

“Iya ma'am, Deon understands.”

“Nyonyah do not know the streets in the city, you have to follow where nyonyah is yes,” continued bi Narsih.

“Iya ma'am, Deon already understands,” Deon said.

Hearing the words of bi Narsih and Deon, Wulan smiled.

“Bi, we go first.”

…\=_\=…

Wulan and grandfather hendy arrive at another magnificent mansion. They walked hand in hand into a large, modern-style room. The little smiling grandfather stared at a large painting on the wall.

“Alan, after twenty years I finally return to your home,” murmured grandfather.

“Master, please come in,” welcome a woman.

Then some of Brian's family came to Grandpa Hendy and Wulan.

“Uncle Hendy, come,” invite a man who is none other than Wulan's father-in-law.

“Johan,” greet grandfather.

“Sorry uncle, karen Johan has a sudden affair. So immediately leave the event early,” said Johan.

“Iya yes is okay,” said grandpa friendly.

“Uncle let's go in, we'll go straight to the dinner table,” invite Rosita's mother Brian.

At the dinner table, Johan's sister Jenny was already standing there.

“Uncle,” welcome jenny friendly.

“Jenny sit down,” says grandpa.

Arkan pulls out a chair for grandpa Hendy to sit down. “Grandpa please sit,”

“Thanks Arkan,” said Hendy's grandfather to Jenny's son.

“Uncle, we are already unfamiliar with the old traditions. Our sungkeman event was replaced by a meal together like this. Like this we can get to know each other and be more familiar like family,” Johan said.

“Uncle understand, you all grew up and grew up abroad. Uncle understood. Last uncle met you on your parents' wedding anniversary. Even now that your children have grown up, uncle is proud of you. An incredible achievement. You are great children,” said grandfather.

“Yesterday at the wedding grandpa talked a lot with Jenny and Arkan. Seeing you can succeed all happy grandfathers,” continued Hendy's grandfather.

“Uncle do not chat continue , let's eat first,” said jenny familiar.

“Come on, you also eat,” said grandfather.

After eating together that morning, Johan began to discuss work issues.

Brian who had just sat quietly while playing his cellphone immediately joined the discussion as soon as the position of GM of the company was given to Arkan.

“Trus who takes care of factory?” ask Brian.

“Haha, factory. Your aunt Jenny can also still handle if only factory,” Johan said.

“Johan, Wulan can also be relied on, he is also a scholar. Although only a graduate from a small university but he can certainly help Jenny in the factory.” said Hendy's grandfather.

“Oh yes? Wulan college major what?” ask Johan.

“Industrial technology uncle,” replied Wulan.

“Wulan, call uncle Johan papa. Now he is your papa,” said Rosita softly.

“Good aunt,” replied Wulan.

“Loh, you call me mama dong,” said Rosita half-holds laughter.

“Haha, Wulan is not used to it yet. Understand brother,” said Jenny gave a defense.

Everyone laughs. Even Arkan the cold and cute man also laughed at Wulan's behavior.

On the other side of the dining table, Brian with his flat face kept staring at the phone in his grasp. He was sick and tired of such family friendly events. To him, all the words that came out of their mouths were just stale bases.

“Hufffttttt when this boring event ends,” Inner Brian.

Unknowingly his long breath was heard by the father who was sitting right beside him.

“Brian!” reprimand the papa. “Remember, you are married. Reduce your life's hurrah. Set up the company well and take care of your wife. Watch out if papa hears you like especially if it affects the company. Arkan, keep an eye on this cousin of yours and report to uncle. So is Wulan, if there is anything you call papa, papa will come back here and punish this papa child,” said Johan.

Wulan stared at arkan who was sitting right before her. The man looked calm, neither smiling nor saying a word in response to Johan.

While Brian, he smiled as if he did not care about the words of the father. He got up from his chair and then left.

“If it's finished the show, I resign. This afternoon I had a meeting with Artha's company. Excuse me!” Without a warning Brian immediately left the room.

Johan shook his head.

“Take the kid too big. Hopefully he can make the company more advanced and develop,” Johan said with a million hopes on his face.

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TBC…