Marrying a Rich Bum

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Mariana's gaze dropped, her shoulders slumped. He did not know what happened to Bima, but Mariana could feel a great change in the man.

During this time Bima was impressed indifferent and always flat. But he had never been this cold to Mariana.

"Did she start to get caught off guard by my attitude, so she was angry at me," inward Mariana, still staring at the closed bathroom door.

Mariana then turned around, walking down the stairs towards the dining table.

"Grandfather?" Mariana looked at her grandfather who was facing a plate full of corn soup that was still steaming.

Grandpa Mariana looked up. "What's up, Mariana?" tanyakanya.

"Don't you think grandpa ate with Bima just now?"

"What if I had eaten. Should a person who has just eaten not eat a plate of hot corn soup?"

"Oh, no. That's not what I mean."

Grandpa Mariana snorted long.

"What are you talking about with Bima?" ask Mariana.

"Didn't your husband tell you?" ask Grandpa Ariana calmly. Mariana shook her head.

"Then ask him. Communication between husband and wife is important. In order not to be suspicious and slander.

Mariana sighed, sitting in front of her grandfather as well with a bowl full of corn soup still steaming.

"Grandfather...."

"Hhhhhhh."

"What did the bima say about the house we were going to occupy?"

"Don't you just say he didn't tell you what we were talking about?" ask grandpa Mariana flat.

Mariana sighed. "alright. He told me we couldn't occupy his friend's house he planned to borrow while we didn't have a house."

Grandpa mariana nodded, her hands not stopping to bribe the warm soup into her mouth.

"Then, is grandfather willing to accommodate us?"

"There's your husband...."

"Rubber."

"But he didn't say whether grandfather would allow it."

Grandpa Mariana shook her head. "No."

Mariana is shocked.

"You have a lot of money to rent a small one-room apartment."

"But we can't stay home with just one room" Mariana protested.

"Why?" Grandpa Mariana looked up at Mariana in wonder. "Who are you going to prepare another room for. You even have a baby. Or are you planning on having a baby?"

Mariana swallowed her still hot soup, making her throat instantly burn. He forgot that the pre-wedding agreement was only agreed by him and Bima. Of course, his grandfather would suspect that a couple slept in separate rooms.

"T-no. L'm... Our... Bekum thought about the child. It's just, I don't think one room will hold enough of my stuff."

"Then bring it as necessary."

Mariana nodded, not daring to argue.

"So where are you going to stay?"

"We don't know yet."

"I've found a cheap apartment suitable for us to live in." Bima interrupted. Mariana looked up, staring at the door. Bima was already standing there with wet hair and a fresher face.

"Guild your things, Mariana. We'll soon be occupying our house."

"But...."

"Why? Do you still want to stay here?" ask Bima.

Mariana glanced at her grandfather who was now pouring the apple jul into the glass quietly, as if not hearing the conversation of the two.

"alright. I'll pack up" said Mariana, putting a spoon and carrying half the remaining soup bowl to the dishwasher.

Bima turned around, walking to her room without waiting for Mariana to finish washing the dishes.