Marrying the Father of My Foster Son

The Fate of Jomlo

Today, Queensha asked Lulu to accompany her to a boutique that Zahira recommended because of Triplet, the name of three twins agreed to wear a batik uniform for the celebration of the wedding anniversary of her beloved. Although in reality Lulu mostly played with Aurora and left Queensha discussing with the fashion designer who spent two hours, but at least there was someone who accompanied the young mistress of the family Wijaya Kusuma while shopping in the mall and it made Ghani not worry about the safety of his wife and favorite child.

"Lu, thank you for accompanying and looking after Rora as long as I was busy choosing batik cloth for my wedding anniversary. My work was a little bit helped because of your presence by my side" Queensha said before Lulu walked into the house. Right now they were in front of the Lulu index gate.

Lulu smiled warmly. "No need to say thank you, Sha. Incidentally I am free and bored in the room so I can go to the mall. No need to worry about everything to me. We friends and companions will always be there in times of need."

"Yes, I went in first. Be careful on the road. If you need help or anything, don't call me." After saying the sentence, Lulu and Queensha hugged and the two parted ways, continuing their respective activities.

Now, Lulu is cleaning up the contents of her room that is so messy while listening to bad music, even though she does not have that feeling at all.

“Boro-boro is upset, has a girlfriend just no,” is cool to criticize yourself when his brain thinks about how strange he is right now.

“Huft ... tomorrow, in the restaurant there is an event from several schools Kanak-Kanak Park, must be very tired. Where to go home at night, so want to skip deh.” While folding the clothes stacked on the mattress, Lulu muttered to herself.

“Ah, not so good to be a single woman. If you sleep, no one says ‘happy dream’, fitting wake up also ‘good morning’ message let alone ngajak video call. The fate of being a SUKI woman is like this. Hard to have, hehe!” With her head shaking, Lulu again said amusedly.

The song that was being sung at the top with a high tone stopped, making the girl who currently wants to stand up was stopped and chose to take her phone while issuing an incoming phone ring.

A call from Beloved Mother, Lulu immediately picked her up and threw a greeting so cheerful. “What's up, Mom?” Lulu asked when there was no significant response from the mother.

“Where else are you, son?” ask him from across there with a tone of doubt and doubt.

Next to Lulu's eyebrows raised. In his mind at this moment, it was so confused because he had never listened to his agitated mother.

'There must be a problem, ' Inner Lulu.

Then, Lulu cleared her throat a few times and replied, “Lulu in the room, Mom. Biasalah, girls room kayak cage kebo.”

Ms. Isni chuckled amusedly at her son's answer. “You're all right, Lu. Ehm .. mother phone you this afternoon because you want to ask something, Nak.”

Lulu's forehead repeatedly shriveled more and more in hearing those words. After waking up, he said, “Why, Mom? Tumben asked first? Just say it, Mom, don't you, usually. Talk without asking permission first."

For a moment, Lulu heard nothing but the sound of whispers that seemed to be the voice of the father was talking fiercely with the mother. Lulu's ears are so sharp, able to hear the sound of their quarrel even though they are very soft.

A few moments later, Isni's mother again said, “You have a boyfriend, son? Don't overdo it yourself, son, because mother and father already want to take you to pelaminan.”

'This is what Mom wants to talk to me. Pantesan aja had just heard the voice of Dad who was angry at Mom. Apparently it was this question that ignited the dispute between the two of them, Lulu said inwardly.

Then, Lulu also answered again, “Kok tumben it ask so?”

“Nak, your age has entered the adult phase that is suitable for households. When will you be single? Being alone for a long time is not good, Lu. For psychic, biological, and also people's view of yourself. Getting older, it's hard to get a partner, son. Especially you in a big city, the association is increasingly free. Mother and father are worried that you are falling into free association. If there is a husband, we can calm down every night.” The mother scatters, notifying concerns that are more judged as prosecutions culminating in marriage.

“Lulu can take good care of yourself. Anyway, Lulu has been fine here without a man,” Lulu said quickly before her mother thought otherwise.

“But, Son. Ibaratan a fruit that is ripe, over time will rot if not picked,” sahut his mother does not want to lose from across the phone there.

Lulu took a long breath. He knew, although the tone of voice issued by his mother was ordinary but the woman who had given birth to him was very upset and vent to his father.

“Lulu, you should just go home. You are a woman and you do not have to work. Father and Mother are still able to support you even though you work from morning to night rather than being an old nurse. Or if you want, you marry Juragan Sudrajat-the richest man in our village. I'm sure the boss will treat you well. He can certainly be fair with his four wives." Before Lulu answered, her mother returned.

“Mother! Don't talk like that!” Now, can Lulu hear the voice of her father who was so furious hearing the curse of the wife.

Then, the call was turned off unilaterally. He assumed that the two couples were in a fight.

Soon Lulu picks up the phone and opens one of the messaging apps. He typed out a series of sentences that would be sent to his mother.

[Mom, as a woman, I certainly have self-esteem and common sense. Which virgin girl wants to marry an old man and a basket like Juragan Sudrajat? If it's there, then I'm not one of them, Mom! Love does come from habituation, but my love will never be present if I marry her! Mother .. I am not willing to defy mother's request or order, not at all. But please, ask for something I can give you, ma'am. If there's a soul mate, I'll get married without you asking. But unfortunately, God still commands me to love myself, Mom. I hope you can understand my situation now.]

The long message was sent directly to his mother and also to his father's number. Then, Lulu turned off the internet data so as not to know the reply.

“Akhh! The fool come quickly! This teacher-to-be lo is on the brink!" shouted Lulu tight. Then he rolled his body on the bed. She was very frustrated because her mother forced her to get married.

***

“What cooking, Honey?”

A hand hugged Queensha's body from behind slicing a cucumber over the kitchen set. His head turned to the side making his lips touch the surface of the husband's cheek that was being spoiled.

Seeing Ghani present makes the inner child inside Queensha thrashed. He took his hand off the knife and hugged the man.

“Koko Ghani, baby, I want to masakin burger, dong.” With a parched face and a very spoiled tone of voice, Queensha suddenly cursed.

Ghani's face turned shocked. He did not expect Queensha's response. “Ha? Honey, why you?”

“Ahh, Baby! Not so, deh. I want to eat pizza. Honey, buyin direct dong from Italy.” Queensha' wide smile broadened with twinkling eyes. He was very drooling when he imagined the middle of eating the typical food of the State of the Pizza Tower.

“Hah? What?” Now, Ghani's mouth is gaping. His hands even now scrape the contents of his own ears for fear of mishearing. “Honey, try saying once again what do you want?”

Both Queensha's hands twitched spoiled around Ghani's neck with lips pursed forward. “Kokku darling, Papa Aurora ... Mama wants pizza, right. The choice is only two, buy directly to Italy or you make your own from the dough that I was preparing. Which one, hm?”

Both of Ghani's eyes widened to hear him. He felt a change in Queensha who was so shy, now. It's really very strange.

"Mas, really, just shut up, anyway. Don't you want to grant my request?" asked Queensha with a bit of disappointment.

Ghani heard his wife's question. "N-not so, honey. Just-just"

Queensha removed her hand from Ghani's arm and walked away from her husband. The face is bent with the lips pursed forward.

"Yes, if you don't want to grant it, it doesn't matter. Let me just do it myself. However, ... Don't expect me to give you rations tonight."

Ghani's face immediately changed after receiving threats from his wife. How could he sleep well if not make love first. Can care for him if a day does not get the service of his beloved wife.

Ghani grabbed Queensha's shoulder, then put on a face as sweet as possible. Don't let it go tonight.

"All right, I'm trying to make you some pizza. You just sit there and give me instructions. Okay?"

Queensha's originally moody face turned radiant. He smiled so much that he showed a row of white and neat teeth.

Boldly, Queensha brought their faces closer and gave one a warm kiss. “Xie xie, Gege Ghani. I'll give you the best service I've never given you."

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