My Girlfriend's Account Balance

My Girlfriend's Account Balance
Lose the Bet



Adinda sighed many times, walking into the densely populated settlement after getting off the bus. All he brought were a few boxes of cookies.


It's very embarrassing for him. It was really heartbreaking, but from his son's story, about how Raka was slapped in public, he could only think what was wrong with his daughter-in-law who was said to be materialistic?


He tells Raka to explain everything. But his son did not want to take the risk, considering he had about two weeks to go to another country.


What if he told the truth and then got rejected? Can you fix a relationship in 2 weeks? Of course it is difficult, maybe when he goes there and his lover is still angry, there will be another man who slips like a flea. To be the third.


This is the reason, why for a while Raka let Fujiko misunderstand. After all, she never lies, it's just that Fujiko doesn't believe, given how miserable Raka's life looks.


Stingy men who live in cheap rented, even use chemistry to be able to use empty shampoo bottles. Only buy discounted products, he is a rich man who broke the record of accuracy.


"His house is near here?" tanya Adinda gave a rough sigh. Replied with a nod by Raka.


Down the winding alley, at last the largest house in the area is visible. Not an elite house, it's just that the house around it is small and slum, while the house owned by the Word that has undergone many renovations is certainly the best house there.


"This is her house?" tanya Adinda answered with a nod of the head by Raka. Until their steps came to a halt, some neighbors who had better radar than journalists asked.


"Sorry, who are you looking for? Where you going?" ask a mother of blue rice, carrying a broomstick, pretending to sweep in front of her house. But just curious.


"I'm Fujiko's girlfriend, the plan is I want to propose to her. It's my mother." Raka smiled kindly.


"Fujiko's girlfriend? Where's your car parked?" ask the yellow-painted mothers who just came from the stall. His ex looked around looking for the whereabouts of the car there. However, the result is nil.


"We got on the bus here, didn't bring a car," replied Adinda smiling kindly.


"Then don't propose. You don't know the matre family. How many young men in this area have been rejected for having salaries below 5 million? You will be rejected. I say this so you don't get hurt later." The blue-painted mothers gave advice.


"I told you we came with a lot of souvenirs, using the car your father just bought. We'll be rejected, right? Mother would also be utterly ashamed," the inner Adinda stared intently at her son.


But Raka looked indifferently glancing in the other direction, the young man who was more trusting with something certain. If she says she kissed Fujiko at the party, she might get angry and reject her proposal. So let Fujiko misunderstand, and accept his proposal, that's the best way.


"Yes! Just a few days ago, RT's son wanted to apply for Fujiko. But rejected by Mr. Firman, he said Fujiko was working out of town. Matches let Fujiko choose, but that's just the reason. Just say blatantly the children of RT sir who work Alf*mart salary is less large. Fuck up! One family matre all." Out of nowhere another mother wearing a culottis stelan came, speaking up.


"So they're materialistic?" tanya Adinda gave a rough sigh. Barbara may have been better off, having been raised in a wealthy family, not likely to have materialistic traits. But this is Raka's choice, her new son's choice has a desire to have a nest and breed. He has to be patient a lot.


"Yes! I'm not lying, Rosita's boyfriend is a one-child widower, a pilot. Fumiko's boyfriend has his own company, even though his face is like Jin's. Girlfriend Dances surgeon, but the way she talks is weird. Those who matter are rich, just accepted." Babe yellow mommy.


"Mom-mom all, what if we bet. If my proposal is accepted, even if I have nothing, then you give me money, it counts donations for the wedding. But if my proposal is rejected, I'll give you double the money." Said Raka who took advantage of the opportunity.


Some of the mothers were discussing, it was time to double their money. Judging from the appearance of only wearing a sweater whose color is almost faded and jeans, this young man's proposal will be rejected outright.


Sighing in a rough breath, they reached into the pocket hoping to make a profit. Money collected by them, up to 500 thousand rupiah.


"Again, but if rejected don't cry. Here's 500 grand. If it is refused back to us 1 million. If this money is for you." The mothers who wore the toad pants, gave their money.


Raka just smiled at him. The image of the matre family is already attached to the family of his lover. I can't wait to spread the word, a poor young man who was again rejected by the family.


Raka grabbed the money, maybe enough to buy stock discounted products on Ind*March.


Some of the mothers peeked, gulping their saliva. Pity the fate of the young man. But also as if happy to double the money while getting exclusive news. Because netizens are sometimes better than detectives.


"Excuse me!" call Raka banging on the iron gate."Excuse me!" call again.


"Definitely not open," one of the mothers from afar sibir.


However, it was only a few moments when the door was opened. Fumiko looks there."My dear sister-in-law came," she said happily.


The neighbors who were peeping or pretending to sweep as if they did not believe Fumiko's words. Until something even crazier happens.


Fujiko ran from inside the house, then hugged Raka."Darling you've come? This who? What's mommy?"


"Yes, this is my mother, this mother is Fujiko." Raka introduced prospective friends to gather kebo, sorry wrong prospective friends of his life.


"I.mom-in-law please come in," Fujiko looked shy, tucking her hair in the ears. He then led Adinda into his house.


The neighbors fell silent even the blue-painted mothers who pretended to sweep in the street dropped their brooms. Their hearts were almost dislodged, then the unity of the mothers was back in discussion.


"Fumiko said what? Sister-in-law? She agreed her sister married an ordinary person? Tau like this, my son who proposed to Fujiko, already beautiful, have a steady income," growled a mother with yellow rice.


"Fujiko said mother-in-law?" The blue-painted mothers holding the brooms were still stunned, digesting everything.


"Today's shopping money is raip! I want to be lucky to be a muck!" chirped the other mothers, upset, even though he only collected 50,000.