My husband Bad Boy

Chapter#42. The arrival of Papa and Mama.

Leaving behind the warm and sweet togetherness that has been created from both humans. Where they have not long united heart and body.

Forging soul and mental strength and qona'ah accepted every provision that destiny had prepared to test their faith.

In a country where the cold-faced man has been around for a month but the men assigned to spy on the son always report the thing that makes his jaw harden every day.

Alberto, inexhaustible how the son he had raised with all the things that are luxurious and material that is always sufficient.

It could be a quiet and happy life just by selling basreng using a wheelbarrow in front of the elementary school.

Brakk!!

Once again, Alberto throws an expensive cell phone just out of anger when his two beads capture an image of a daily photograph of the son that is like a gem for him.

"Soundless boy!"

"You took off this rich treasure for such a poor life. This can't be allowed!" as Alberto was angry.

This man is worried and afraid if there are relations or competitors who recognize the figure of Choki Zakaria the son.

What the world says!

The son-in-law of a wealthy businessman, Choki is clearly the sole heir to the company and some of its other assets. At this moment it looks so shabby like a commoner.

"You put where my face is!" he shouted again inside the private office space at his residence in the country.

"Stop being angry. Isn't my son great. He is not spoiled and can survive without depending on the treasures we have. Isn't this what you want from your son's mentality and guts" Eliana said firmly with emphasis on the last few sentences.

"Yes, but this is not the way! That kid can smear my face with his behavior!" refute Alberto, with a hard nature that covers the softness of his heart.

"I want him to struggle in the company after successfully achieving a bachelor of business management. But you see what's happening right now! My son only sells basreng! It's crazy!" rutuk Alberto again still do not accept the reality that is clearly visible in front of his nose.

"Take the positive side Honey. That our son finally knows what the meaning of a struggle for survival means" Eliana said again trying to dampen her husband's anger.

"Destroy effort. Get him back to his old life!" hatch Alberto.

"Are you crazy, Honey!" Eliana was surprised by her husband's plan until he stood up from his seat.

"You want our son back on his Genk bike? Then acting recklessly on the street that would obviously be even more embarrassing if Choki was caught by the police for some cases?" eliana toilet wonder.

"At least what he did was the normal delinquency of young people. But, what happened now to him was embarrassing. His poor life and being a street vendor in fact would be more embarrassing my position, as a businessman who is quite successful in running his business to the international scene!" kilah Alberto continued to justify his views and opinions.

"Rethink what you're gonna do, Honey. Because I have a plan to persuade our son. Not by violence like you!"

Hearing the wife's words, Alberto turned his head and looked at her with a serious look.

Seeing her husband silent, Eli was pham if it means Alberto agreed.

"We're going to see that handsome basreng vendor!" eliana whispered in her husband's ear.

I don't know what plans are in this woman's brain.

 

Morning with very clear weather.

Seen, Choki seems busy serving the average buyer of the schoolgirl.

His hands have not stopped to pour basreng into plastic of various sizes depending on how much the customer wants to buy.

Every now and then the handsome young man with the stupendous face wiped the sweat that soaked his temples with a small towel that coiled around his sturdy neck.

Some of these small buyers look impatient but Choki still faces them with a smile of patience.

Not only this schoolboy who buys but sometimes passersby will stop by because they are curious about the same seller who is said to be handsome like an idol boyband.

After trying the product they are even more addicted because it is a basreng made by Annisa it feels authentic and different from others.

"In addition to the seller is handsome and friendly, the basreng is also delicious. This is the viral steel Bang!" compliment one of the customers who are tiktokers.

"How-to. I don't know how to play sosmed," said Choki honestly.

"OK deh. Rima bantuin yes. Incidentally, I have a lot of followers. Oh yes, create an account first gih keep uploading videos about the daily life of Abang selling or fitting again this basreng production. Later, let me guide some of my followers to try this Abang basreng," Rima bargained to explain how to use sosmed for business.

Sure enough, only counted the days of his business into the spotlight and trendy lips. Moreover, there is also an occasional Annisa who serves buyers with her.

"Aaaa ... the seller is handsome and his wife is also very cool. Duh shahdu look at them!"

One of the comments from netizens that made Choki and Annisa more excited.

In fact, they intend to open jobs by hiring teenagers who drop out of school and housewives as resellers.

Choki was visiting his employees who were guarding the stand in front of the school.

In just three days, Choki was able to feel the change from making use of the social media.

So, he does not need to sell on the side of the road but only sell at home by holding a live.

A well-built man was seen stirring up his selling products, with plain plain plain t-shirts and batik cloth pants.

Netra Alberto did not blink to see the appearance of the son who was not far from his vehicle.

Alberto gets off the car followed by Eliana.

The longing spray made his eyes instantly heat up. Guilt and compassion suddenly appeared to tickle his heart.

But soon struck by his annoyance and selfishness. It hardened its jaws holding the feeling somewhat unsteadily sticking out.

"His appearance is so embarrassing!"

Clearly Alberto seemed to be humbling the man whose good looks and dashing decreased from his genetics.

" Bad!"

I want it to feel Eliana pinching and grabbing this husband-ranked man next to her.

Choki looked up at his parents before his eyes.

"Mama, Papa," he rebuked.

"Is your life so difficult? Until you buy decent clothes, you can't afford it?" reproach Alberto just came out of his lips.

Instead of embracing the son he had been throwing away for months from his world.

Alberto, instead continued to scold and denounce,

as if it were in front of him now,

not his own flesh.

"I'm comfortable like this, Pa," replied the advancing Choki and directly extended his hand.

However, Alberto pulled his palm when the son refused to touch his skin.

"Em, Choki can still call you, Papa? May be Ma," asked Choki with both eyes that had been clouded.

"Ask yourself? Do you still deserve to be Alberto's son under these circumstances!" alberto said firmly until pierced to the heart.

Eliana's eyes began to heat up, she tried to dampen her husband's emotions by holding the man's hard-hearted hand.

Don't ask about Annisa, the beauty who was behind Eliana.

His face was now flooded with tears.

His nose is as red as a tomato.

In fact, he had several times shrunk the tears that soaked his niqob.

In fact, the woman who closed her body tightly had heard everything.

"Sorry, Pa, Ma. If Choki doesn't deserve to be your son anymore." The voice of the young man who had been perfectly hijrah was stuck in the throat but he held back his cries as much as possible.

"Excess!! Is this how you repay our kindness all this time, Zechariah! By smearing my name!"

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