My husband is not gay!

The Lightning 2

The whole event has been completed, the hotel is very grateful and ask permission to publish their wedding photos as a means to promote it.

Mami Ambar, immediately flew to Solo with his other brother according to the initial plan, while papi Steve chose to return to Jakarta by flight, after arriving Jakarta without stopping at his residence in Jakarta, Jakarta, he immediately flew back to Australia. Because he had to finish the job that was delayed for ten days.

While Ana, who was supposed to go with Sakti and delivered by the Imam mang back to her new home with her husband in Jakarta, did not follow the instructions given by her husband. He decided to return to his home with his family.

"Neng, how are you tea? when you were here, your husband was there!"

"mama this is why anyway, instead of seneng his son came home, this is even sewot"

"not that noah neng, mama makasa this strange tea, you tea there is the same problem a Andre yah?!" mama Meti sewotnya has started to level up.

"there is no mah, astagfirullah, a Andre later pick up Ana as well, he has an urgent problem that must be machined immediately."

"already orah mah, kasian Ana, already malem anyways, tell me to rest first, yes?!" agus' father tried to calm Mama Meti down. As long as Agus' father calmed Mama Meti he kept wagging one hand on his back as a signal to Ana to leave quickly.

Ana who quickly responded with her father's signal just ran away to her room.

After the storm at Ana's house passes.

"lagian Mah, actually said Ambar, they do not know each other, for them this marriage has just entered the phase of knowing each other, understanding each other, each other, before this they even spit out not to sweep each other?! it would be strange if they were just getting along with it, with the nature of Ana who likes to rebel like that, or weird pan?!"

"yes the hell Well, but this is another wedding tea messing around, mama mahasa teu yummy hate ie tea,"

"bluff keg loba teuing think anu weird, doakeun we insya Alloh they will be pepet accept each other."

Finally, with anxiety still a little stuck in her heart, Mama Meti tried to accept the theory asserted by her husband when Ambar's mother gave an argument about their child's relationship.

At night in Jakarta, Andre's residence

Mang Imam parked his car.

'finally up, ' thought Andre. The real one who was waiting for Ana's arrival had been trying to be indifferent, she was still in her study room with a laptop lit in front of her but she didn't even know what was in front of her, his thoughts were still on Ana. His ego makes him not want to go out to see his wife.

'let's see what he'll do?' inner Andre while playing the mouse.

The walking time was five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, Andre who was getting impatient frowned at him, 'why is it so quiet?' it was his mind that finally made him flinch. Andre descended towards the central room where the main door was.

"why lonely?" andre's frown deepened. He then walked into the kitchen.

"Bi, where's the Imam's mang?"

Andre asked one of the arts who was washing dishes from the Imam's former restaurant.

"so we ate straight to the room, want to rest he said sir." Art who was asked by Andre turned to face his master before replying.

Andre frowned 'the Imam is clearly there already,'

"let him see me, Bi," Andre walked into the living room, lit the tv waiting for the Imam to come.

"can I help you, sir?"

"where's madam?"

meng Imam frowned.

"young lady, sir?"

"yes, wife!" andre replied impatiently.

"sorry sir, the young lady has me delivered back to her house in Bandung."

Jedeeerrr

"whataaaaaaaaaaa????" andre's voice rose after hearing the report from his personal driver.

"who told you to take my wife back to her house?"

"sorry sir, the young mistress said, sir who told me to take the young mistress back to her house."

"drag!" Andre stood both his hands rubbing his hair back.

"then did my father and mother-in-law say anything?"

"no sir, they seem to understand." The Priest who had never seen his master angrily subdued his body, his hands squeezing each other resisting trembling.

Andre frowned 'why didn't mama tell Ana to go back to Jakarta with Imam? it wasn't this afternoon that I explained Ana would return with the Imam's mang'

"shit! what did he tell mommy that their dad was quiet?!"

"mommy? nay! there's no way Mami knew, if she knew, I'm sure she'd be furious!" Andre muttered as he continued to walk back and forth.

As her gelis grows, she fears her father and mother-in-law will misunderstand her, for leaving Ana for a job that is actually just a fake. He felt angry at what he heard behind the door of the break room, making him unconscious that he had made the wrong decision.

"shit! even the Sakti knows when he should disappear,"

Andre continued to contact Ana's cellphone which was never lifted by his possession.

"that little devil has dared to repay me?!"

'what should I do? if you call the house Bandung, it's too late, they must have rest. calm Andre, calm down...' Andre took a breath and threw it away slowly.

"sorry sir, is there anything I can help you with?" Andre was surprised when he found out that the Imam was still there.

"thank you, Imam," Andre waved his hand telling the Imam to leave. Mang Imam stroked his chest feeling relieved after being intimidated by his master for almost an hour.

"mas, you haven't slept?" Andre who was calming down, jumped in shock as Weni greeted.

"uh, sorry mas, I don't mean to bother you," Weni smiled awkwardly.

"it's okay Weni, I'm the one daydreaming,"

"why haven't you slept yet, is there a problem?"

"it doesn't matter, oh, why haven't you slept?"

"i'm thirsty, I'm gonna grab a drink, oh yeah, is Ana there yet?"

Andre sighed

"Ana in Bandung,"

"loh? Ana's not coming home with the Imam?'

"no" replied Andre helplessly.

"why?"

"maybe he's mad that I left him,"

"astaga, really spoiled!"

"i was wrong, you slept Wen, it's night"

"let us not think about it, besides he's in his house, there's no way why," Weni spoke while glaring into the kitchen to grab a drink and then came back and flanked Andre's hand forcing him back into the room to sleep and no longer thinking about his wife.

"well you're right, I'd better get some sleep," Andre followed Weni resignedly towards the bedroom, Weni enveloped Andre.

"good night, mas"

"yes good night"

The tech!

the cheque!

The sound of the light switch is also the sound of the doors being closed in tandem.

But his eyes still did not want to be closed.

'you shouldn't have come here, Ana, but don't worry, even if you come, I will make you feel uncomfortable staying in this house for a long time.' Weni smiled cunningly.