My Dad's Contract Wife

Young maiden

“Em .. don't need, Om. Let me go home alone, anyway I want to do the office again, right? so I'll just pick myself.” Reveal Alisa with a crisp smile.

“Is, okay, then .. I order a taxi so you can get home quickly and of course safely.” Hadi immediately ordered a taxi for Alisa to come home.

“Well, book a taxi and thank you? the as many.” Alisa nodded respectfully.

“OK, yes be careful your taxi has arrived!” after a while waiting for the taxi to arrive.

“Ya, already. I'll go home first!” Alisa gets into a taxi, which prepares to take Alisa home.

“Ya, be careful?” He put his head up at the window.

The taxi crept, taking Alisa home. Hadi looked at the taxi carrying Alisa until it disappeared, then he got into his car. And seconds later Hadi drove forward the car at high speed.

Alisa is in a taxi. Dreaming and imagining what will happen later. But ... want to go home but also afraid if there is Luky at home.

Finally he decided to go to the salon just let while waiting for a little afternoon. Lazy long at home if there is no one in the house.

Alisa stopped a taxi in front of a salon she had been to when she wanted to leave school.

“Pak, down here only? thanks ya?” Alisa came down and did not forget to bring all her groceries.

Alisa stood for a moment with her hands tote some paper bags, then walked up to the salon and asked to be dressed for a proposal event and quibbled to attend a friend application event.

By the way, a nawarin salon worker works there. Even if you can't, Alisa can take a course as well he said. But it is very unfortunate that the offer should he ignore because he said Alisa herself will work with om Hadi.

Actually Alisa is interested, but how also if her life will be tied to Hadi, her future husband.

Alisa daydreamed while looking at her face from the mirror. Once in makeup, his face is manglingi and will make people pangling also with her beauty.

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At Diana's house. He was checking the items that would be brought to Alisa's place, there were some shipments that would be ready to be brought. Like a ring and a set of jewels, a sleeping suit. Underclothes. Salat tools, food and makeup tools. Perfume, shoes and sandals.

“I think it's enough, but please add more kua and her fruits too,” pinta Diana on her assistant.

Who was immediately responded with a nod by the assistant, Then they also held a request from the employer.

Diana smiled at the ready. Dirgantara's son, also came from school and approached the mother.

“Mah, what is it for?” ask Dirga while pointing towards the lined up shipment.

“This is all made in brought to the house of sister Alisa, does Dirga want to come?” sahutnya the mother.

“Em .. want. But what show is Mah? How to bring all this everything and like shipping to marry everything?” Dirga looked at wonder.

“Em ... what is it? later also you will understand darling ..” Diana continued while wiping Dirga's hair.

“Oh ... Then I want to change clothes first huh Mah?” Dirga got up from her seat and grabbed her bag back, carried her to the room.

“Okay dear, eat first? don't forget ya?” Diana nodded.

“Iya, Mah.” Fikri continued his steps to go to his private room.

Not long after, Diana's order had come and Diana immediately combined with others.

Liana just came from college. And found the mother was checking the shipping items that were arranged very beautifully.

“Assalamu’alaikum ..” Hadi's voice while keeping his briefcase on the table.

“Wa’alaikumus salam ..” answer everything there together.

“Abang ... already home?” greet Diana softly and a soothing smile.

“Iya, right Brother has said, that Brother will come home quickly and eat at home.” Hadi answered while kissing the wife's forehead with a friendly.

“Ya already ate first? have you done dzuhur?” search the wife.

“Soal the hell .. already and Brother want to shower first.” Hadi's voice while kissing the wife's soft hand.

“Already, eat first with Liana. After that shower and just get ready to go.” Diana told her husband and daughter.

“Baiklah ... You want to take a shower, but you already ate, right? and take medicine too.” Hadi back up while swinging his steps to take his briefcase.

“I ate earlier to take medicine. And only you who have not eaten.” Diana said.

“If I want to eat first ahc.” Liana moved to the dining area.

But Hadi instead stared at the stuff lined up in the corner. “This, make it all?”

“Yes, this is all. To Alisa all!” Diana nodded slowly while looking at Hadi.

Hadi nodded his head several times, then continued his steps to the room that was upstairs.

How many steps. Hadi stopped his steps and turned to the wife who looked dreamy. “Yo, darling. I'll take you to the room? still time to rest.”

Hadi took the wife upstairs where her room was.

“Abang must be tired. I let the same assistant just to his room, brother wants to bathe and has not eaten either.” Diana told her husband.

“Nothing, it is not your obligation to take care of this wife, Brother is happy if you can make this wife happy.” Reveal Hadi while smiling sincerely.

“I am very happy ... once, have a husband like a loving and caring brother, I am very lucky to get a husband like Brother,” said Diana with a soft and proud voice Hadi Dirgantara figure.

"Aduh ... don't say that later my nose blurred,” Hadi replied with a smile and continued to push the wheelchair.

“Still yes? I have become my husband! good and attentive

love me so much. From the first till this second.” Diana's Wirings.

Hadi moved Diana over to the bed. “Now baby rest first until later time we go.”

“Iya dear, Brother also shower keep eating.” Message Diana while lying down.

Hadi's hand pulled a blanket to cover the wife's body. Before you go ... Hadi kissed his wife's forehead full of love.

Then Hadi came out of the wife's room while carrying her briefcase.

Bringing his steps into the private room, with a little daydreaming swung his steps that felt floating and heavy.

It is true that his decision to obey the will of the wife who wants to match her with a young girl who is the age of her daughter ....

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