My Dad's Contract Wife
Tub of thunder
“Ups! I said what the hell?” alisa's mind while covering her mouth that she could talk like that, the old man was suspicious of her.
“Wuih .. so if I kiss you it means I'm the first dong? He he he ..” Goda Hadi while raising his eyebrows.
“Ih ..” Alisa shuddered amusedly at hearing that, unable to imagine being kissed by the four-headed man but still looking that young. He had a thin mustache and his fluffy jaws added to the good looks on his face.
It's worth it if Dania's obsessed with getting her. “Why not choose aunt Dania anyway? Looks like he likes you and gets jealous when you marry me?” alisa asked while staring at a glance and then turned her gaze in another direction.
“Ha? Let alone me, my wife alone whose sister prefers you to be my wife.” The answer is Hadi Dirgantara.
“But if the matter of touch .. for example the hand of the physical contact is, it can not! What my wife says when the grip of the hand is never, the purpose of my wife is to marry me because for someone to serve my birth and inner self. Not just status, Non.” Said Hadi back.
Alisa speechless. “True also said Om Hadi, aunty looking for Om Hadi wife to take care of it and serve him. Means I stay one room dong?” Alisa monologues in heart.
“Ah .. Anyway, if we get married later don't ever touch me more. Sleep must be separated point!” said Alisa while sipping a drink and occasionally eating the dishes.
“OK, but I have no promises? because who knows I was not aware and came to you as a wife,” again Hadi teased Alisa who immediately shuddered back.
“Basic, he said not to be duplicitous? But still looking for an opportunity. What's the difference, Om?” Alisa shook her head.
"And I said, that's either khilaf or unconscious." Ralat Hadi while feeding food to his mouth.
“But ...."
“Already. Don't but-but. We have agreed to this decision. I won't touch you as a wife, and never tease me. Because I can be very happy if you tease.” Hadi continued with a sweet smile and showed a lesum on his cheek.
“Ih ... amit-amit, I have to tease you, no-no.” Again Alisa shuddered amusedly.
“OK, dil?” Hadi stood up and thrust his hand to shake.
For a moment, Alisa fell silent then she also stood up and welcomed Hadi's hand. "okay!"
After shaking hands, Alisa returns home and Hadi drives her to the taxi Hadi ordered.
“Ongkosnya I have paid, so you just ride it.” Hadi waved at Alisa who looked like a jutek.
The taxi that Alisa was riding in drove quickly towards her residence which needed just a few tens of minutes.
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The next day, as usual Alisa entered work and of course worked well there.
“Mama is not willing if you are still in touch with the girl! You didn't? last night he transacted with a boking profit om-om at the hotel.” Said Rahman's mom.
Degh's!
“Don't slander Alisa, Mah .. no good, she's a good girl Mah,” her defense of Rahman against Alisa the idol of her heart.
“This is not slander, Rahman ... Mama saw for herself with her own eyes that she was with om-om, went to the hotel,” her mom Rahman assured.
“From the first time you have often reminded, do not connect again with alisa. Mama disagreed, until whenever Mama disagreed! point.” Said Rahman's mother back.
‘What people? Mama's sure she's, where's the guy now? We ask the guy.” Her mother Rahman walks in search of Alisa's whereabouts at her workplace.
“Mah? Where are you going?” Rahman hurriedly caught up with his mama.
“Where's Alisa? Where?” asked her mama Rahman while continuing to walk past some of the workers there.
And one of the workers pointed towards Alisa who was serving customers.
“Thank you, Ma'am? hope to be our customer?” alisa said kindly to her consumers.
Suddenly, Alisa's shoulder is pulled just like that by her mama Rahman. By showing a face that does not like.
“You're two-faced huh? in front of Rahman the holy pretentious so the girl is well and behind her! you sell yourself!” said the middle-aged woman with as good as her tongue spoke.
Clearly Alisa gawked at the words of the woman. “Tante, what does it mean? I don't understand by intent, Auntie?”
“Don't pretend not to understand, don't pretend to be a saint! I know your good sense who wants to target my son's treasure because he is successful, right?” sergeant Rahman's mother with a hateful look.
“That's not true, Auntie. That's not true!” Alisa shook her head and what this woman was accusing did not match the reality, what did she get from Rahman? Nothing yet, and she is in a relationship with her son, purely out of love and affection.
“Enough, Mah, enough?” rahman's voice while pulling his mama's hand.
“Man, now you ask him. Where last night? because mama saw him with an om-om and went to the hotel.” His mother cried while staring intently at Alisa.
“Astagfirullah ... Aunt talk what the hell?” Alisa looked to the right and left where many visitors and other workers were watching and looking at her with an intimidating look.
“Hem, do not have to be privileged all just to cover up your hypocrisy, just say just say you like to sell yourself, how many ha last night? howmany? you haven't gotten anything from my son? or not enough ha? Cheih, I'm disgusted to see you here, my son's efforts could be unlucky!” the mother spit everything in front of Alisa.
“Man, what does Aunt mean? until it talks to me like that?” Alisa looked towards Rahman with a pushy gaze and a trembling voice.
“You don't shut up, Man. Ask him where was last night?” while pointing towards Alisa who seemed to have cried without a sound.
His heart ached, tight. Perih and very hurt insulted, he scorned even defamed in front of the crowd like this.
Rahman looked towards the mother with Alisa alternating. “Emang last night where did you go after work from here?”
Alisa was silent for a moment, remembering last night where and who? Then he rubbed his wet cheeks and said. “I ... overnight—“
“She went with om-om, so stash of striped man, Man .. trust me Mama why the hell?” timpal mama Rahman cut off Alisa's unfinished words.
The sound of thunder that kept snatching in Alisa's ears ....
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