My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 1: Life of Alika (1)

"Well, Alika did come" said Uncle who was still flipping fried foods in the frying pan.

Bibik who was stirring fried dough immediately looked up. From a distance of 20 meters, Alika was riding her motorbike matic.

Wearing a nurse's uniform wrapped in a knit jacket, a chest-plastered bag and a turtle helmet perched on his head.

Cit.

The roar of the motorbike engine he had turned off right in front of the fried cart Uncle and his aunt. Uncle and Bibik sell a variety of fried foods in front of the village gate.

The fry they sell is very good, although only selling fried foods but they can buy several hectares of rice fields.

Bibik is the younger brother of Papa Syamsul, although he knows Alika is not his biological nephew. But they loved Alika very much, because Uncle and Bibik were not blessed with children until this moment.

Alika approached Uncle to kiss his hand and gawk into the wagon, grabbing the bakwan for him to eat. Bibik first washed his hands and wiped them with a cloth, then directed his hands to Alika kiss.

"Bik, borrow---"

"Money?" selak Bibik and Uncle just laughed.

"My motor is damaged, it was just in service." replied Alika with a sad face.

"You should not buy a second motorbike. Want to buy a new one even does not want. The time of each month the motor enters the workshop continues." bibik whistle.

Alika just laughed while continuing to eat the fried food she was holding.

"It's a second but it's still good" Alika said.

Good from where? The motor died suddenly in the middle of the road five times. Of course, it would jeopardize his safety. Alika simply did not want to burden her Uncle and Aunt.

"How much do you want?" uncle asked and pulled the drawer in the cart.

"Three hundred, Uncle. Later the end of the month Alika change." replied Alika with a smile sumringah.

"Don't borrow it, Uncle love you." Uncle gave three hundred thousand.

"No uncle, I was rich last month." Alika took the money with joy.

"Alhamdulillah the stomach will not starve for the next two weeks." murmured Alika. The food ration is already used to fix the motorbike in the workshop.

"When do you want to get married? Thirty, Al." asked Bibik softly. He invited Alika to sit on a long wooden bench.

Alika pressed her shoulders. "Still two eight, Bik. Another month it's two nines."

Bibik snorted lazily. "Yes the same ah, thirty. Old hunt, Al. From before your mother died until she was three years gone, you didn't want to get married!"

Alika looked at the old sky. He returned to the face of Bilmar who had no idea where he was. Alika again sighed. Condemning seemed free, the man would not come again he thought.

"It's been twelve years, but I'm still stupid to wait for him." murmured Alika.

"With marriage, someone can take care of you. What else do you want to find?" Bibik disperse the reverie of Alika. Then she turned to her husband who was still standing in front of the frying pan.

"Bah, I think Alika again has karma. Many nolak guys anyway, so his soul mate so long." decak Bibik.

"What kind of day does he look like? Guide rich you refuse, Beni handsome you refuse, Yudi who has become your doctor refused, Farid has become your PNS you refuse, constantly--"

Alika immediately kissed Bibik's cheek, so that the woman stopped her speech. He hurried to stand up. Forced the back of Bibik's hand to kiss and then took turns kissing Uncle's hand.

"Alika go home first." That's all the bus saved her.

"No, if in nasehatin about a mate. It must have continued." Bibik pursed his lips like a duck. Uncle just laughed while waving his hands.

"Be careful, hah ayu." cried Uncle.

Alika nodded her head and then returned the wave of the hand. He managed to turn the speed of his motorbike to pass leaving their fried cart.

For three years Alika lived alone at home. Only the sound of crickets and geckos always accompany him. Sometimes he hates solitude, but sometimes he is happy. Because you can live freely.

Alika kept cursing Bilmar inside her mind. He hated the man, sick and tired of always waiting and never ending.

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"Eh Perakor out lo!" a loud, shrill cry came from the lips of a woman standing in front of the fence.

Alika who had just arrived home and was lying on the sofa immediately blinked her two eyes that he had just closed not long ago. His heart was beating, feeling a jolt.

"What?" ask her while stroking the chest. He looked a little towards the window. And right, in front of his house is already crowded with neighbors who look beriberung.

"What's up?" Alika looks worried.

Trangs.

Suddenly the window in his room broke. The woman who had been yelling at Alika from the outside seemed to be impatient to devour Alika.

"Get out the fucking lady!" funny again.

"Alika out!" the neighbors loudly said Alika's name to each other.

Makes Alika feel depressed. Sweat runs down the face. With a loud breath he ventured to open the door of his house. The virgin girl still did not understand what was going on.

"Udah, Mah. Let's go home!" exclaiming the man who was still wearing a full shirt suddenly came and pulled his wife's hand.

"Mama's not coming home, before Mama manages to get her hair pulled out, Pah!"

Crick

The door was opened by Alika.

Their view shifted when they saw Alika had already appeared from inside the house. Alika remained staring at the door, squinting her eyes looking for the source of the sound that had made her ears hurt. He also groaned with annoyance when he saw the glass window of his room.

"Sir Danu?" muttered. "What else does that guy want?" alika's sigh frustrated.

"Heh bitch sundell! Here lo!" Mr. Danu's wife is increasingly berating Alika.

Alika who heard the insults was immediately carried away by emotions. He walked closer to the fence. The fence that he had padlocked after entering the motor into the yard.

"God! You have no manners, come to the house of people playing angry! Destroyed my house, you mean what!" Alika quickly passed her hand to grab the woman's hair.

"Ah is sick, Pah." she said, suddenly she turned into a rabbit, when she was acting like a tiger. He just found out that Alika is this brave. Braver than her grandmother's tiger.

"Please let go of my wife, Al." exclaimed Danu, trying to take off Alika's hand which was still nesting in curly hair of his wife.

Alika gave a sharp sniff and then stomped her hand on Danu's chest. He pulled his wife's hair back a few minutes ago.

"G ..." Danu looks grimacing holding her chest.

"So what did you call me? The actor?" exclaiming Alika with a high tone, he clasped his hands more when grabbing the woman's hair.

"Yes, that's an actor! I play behind my back with my man! Ah last, sick!" exclaimed the woman, and afterwards again groaned because the jubilant from Alika's hand was getting stronger.

"Where's evidence? Obviously your husband is always sending me vulgar messages! Please check the phone, is there a reply to the message I replied to?" claw Alika with a sharp look. Her beautiful aura instantly disappeared changed with Susana's temperament when playing a role as a kuntilanak.

"Originally you know your husband who always seduces and seduces me! You should thank me, because I have never returned the slightest bit of your husband's frenzy! And one more thing, because I---"

"Because Alika will marry me!"

The baritone voice of the sweet-faced man with a shady gaze, suddenly appeared between their feuds. Danu and Alika turned their head quickly to the source of the voice and gawked violently.

"Awl?" yang Danu with a dislike look.

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