Marrying a Rich Bum

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Mariana opened her eyes, sunlight entering through the window grille that was already wide open.

"aaah... A bright morning." Mariana squirmed, relaxing her muscles while yawning.

"Are you going to let grandpa wait a little longer for breakfast?" A voice shocked Mariana.

"Oh!" his stranglehold was restrained, as soon as his eyes stared at Bima's face in the doorway. He remembered that he was at Grandpa's house and the old man was waiting for him to come down for breakfast.

"What time is it?" ask Mariana.

"Almost eight o'clock in the morning."

"What?!" Mariana widened. "Are you awake?" tanyakanya.

Bima nodded. "Since dawn."

"Why not wake me up?"

"You didn't leave a message. How do I know you can't get up early alone." Bima shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Mariana swerved, jumped down from the bed and ran into the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, Mariana came out of the bathroom, excited by the smell of soap and wet hair. Mariana looked around the room in surprise. His blanket that was still disheveled had folded neatly as well as his bed. Mariana smiled, in her eyes was Bima who arranged the bed while she was in the bathroom.

After polishing her face using powder and thin makeup, Mariana went down and headed straight for the dining table.

"How long are you going to torture me in hunger?!" Just as he was standing in the doorway, Grandfather Mariana was already grumbling furiously.

"Pardon Mariana, Cake. Me, misfortune," answered Mariana stammering.

"Then sit down and get your food. Don't stand there any longer."

Mariana snorted, but did not refute. He walked to the dining table, pulled up the chair beside Bima and sat down.

"Did you clean the room while I was in the shower?" mariana asked, looking at Bima who had started eating.

"Of course...."

"Assistant."

".... The housekeeper cleaned it. You're still a molest!" Grandpa Mariana turned sharply from the initial sentence she wanted to say, after staring in shock upon hearing Bima's answer cutting her speech.

Mariana pouting.

"You're married. At least get up early and prepare food for your husband!"

"But we...."

"No need to worry, Cake. Mariana will do it. This morning he was just too tired."

Grandpa Bima looked suspiciously. Bima smiled mysteriously.

"Aaah." said the gray man at last, as his head nodded.

"Shhh. Eat don't talk much." Once again Bima cut Mariana's sentence, pointing at the food on her plate that was still neglected.

Mariana snorted, then immediately ate.

After eating, Bima stood up. "You can go to work alone, right?" ask her to Mariana.

"Where are you going?"

"Walking to my friend, of course."

Mariana frowned. "Aren't your friends abroad?"

Bima pulled the tip of her lips slightly, forming a wry smile. "Home owner abroad. But the key holder is not. If we're gonna stay there, I'm gonna have to get the keys, right?" bima said calmly.

"What are you going up to?"

"I'm used to walking."

"Take me to the office, then you can take my car." Mariana stood up, grabbed the bag on the chair and stepped out.

"Grandfather, we go first." Bima reached out, but Grandpa Mariana waved and chased them away while her eyes were already busy on the wide-open newspaper on the table before her.

The car slid through the morning streets. Not too crowded because the mobilization hours have passed. Thirty minutes, Mariana arrived at her office.

"Aahs... Our bum wife boss is starting to forget her work hours, apparently." A man greeted Mariana at the main entrance, as soon as her car docked in front of the lobby door. Her voice sounded even before Mariana opened the car door.

The man's arm was seen holding down the security guard who was about to open the car door for Mariana.

"Wait." Bima blocked Mariana's arm as the woman prepared to open the door. Mariana turned her head, but Bima opened her own door and got out, then ran around the car and opened the door for Mariana.

"Wah wow... It's also nice to have a husband and a driver" chirped the man, staring down at Bima.

"of course. Having a husband who can appreciate a woman is everything to a woman." Mariana replied, already standing on the side of the car with a haughty face.

"Haha... You can act haughty now, but after this you'll lick even our muddy shoes for mercy."

Bima stared silently, watching the interlocutor Mariana with a cold gaze.

"Hey you! Move car. It's a lobby, not a butut car park!" the man shouted at Bima. Bima smiled sneered, then got into the car and slid away.

Bima reached for the phone in her pocket, pressing a few numbers until she heard the dial tone.

"Bosses... You come back," said the voice across, echoing in the car because Bima turned on the load speaker while her phone was placed on the dashboard.

"Yes. I'm back."

"What... What brings you back, Boss?" asked the man across with a nervous voice.

"Find me a 50 billion house."