My husband's a grown man

chapter 11

Alexander now lowered his head staring intently at the girl who was still asleep with the girl's head on her thighs, and the girl's hands were now on her waist tightening the face on her hard belly.

Makes a frustrated bule man, because the little girl was so watching it with Amy's face sniffing her burly stomach.

The fathers who were there also now look at Amy and Alexander alternately.

"Is he your son sir?" Ask the police officer who has been standing up since.

Alexander who was asked was silent for a moment and shook his head. Making the seven fathers there glanced at Alexander sharply.

Now the atmosphere is in serious mode, and the two policemen must now take further action as things get late at night.

"Can we see your identity?" Pinta, the police officer whose tag name is on the police uniform, is Muhammad Iqbal.

Alexander just shut up and tried to take something in his back pocket, the tall man pulled out a wallet and took something and gave it to — pack Iqbal.

"Alexander William Mahesa, 40 years old and a British citizen," he said, reading Alexander's identity.

"My age, dad?" One of the fathers who looked at Alexander's face.

"Still looking young" interrupted other fathers who also looked at the face of Alexander who was considered still looking young at the age of 40 years.

"Well, you're the same age but your face is like aki-aki" chirped a man who was a male co-worker who interrupted the police officer's conversation.

"That's the name, extravagant in the face," another man chimed. And they also laughed at the man who became a julid material in the middle of a tense atmosphere.

"Oh, we better get up, boy!" The older man exclaimed among the witnesses, pointing towards Amy.

Alexander could only let out a long sigh, looking at Amy's absolute attitude.

"Sir police, how about we call his family" joked one of the men who suggested the idea.

The two policemen forgot to think in that direction.

"Yes right, however they should know the behavior of their daughter with a foreign man, where old too. Is this what girls often talk about? Sugar daddy." The man who has since looked at the sweet face of Amy who is so deep.

"Maybe? It's bule, right? Still handsome, let alone established, then so easy target naughty girls," said another, justifying the assessment of his partner.

The two policemen listened and nodded their heads, as did the other fathers, deploring Amy's actions.

"Darling, this girl. Like sugar daddy" chirped the man who had been talking since.

All of them were now looking at the man with astonished and sneering faces.

"It's not sugar, om. But father sugar," another timpal, confirmed the words of the man seen from the eastern tribe.

"Well, right' that said sugar daddy? Sugar is Indonesian, sugar. Then ... daddy right, interpreted in Indonesian, father or father. So ... that is, sugar daddy." Obviously the man, who was about 37 years old, confirmed his words.

All the men who were there could only let out a long sigh, and would rather be silent looking at the insistent attitude of the man.

"It's unfortunate, it's pretty, it's like om-om, '" another comment continued to stare at Amy's face.

"Have, already, we better find out first the background of this girl!" Called one of the police. Trying to find something in the girl's school bag.

Don't ask Alexander's increasingly fed-up face. Moreover, the man began to feel exhausted and he had to cancel an important meeting with one of his clients.

The two policemen also found Amy's phone in slide mode and there were hundreds of missed calls and messages.

Both can breathe a sigh of relief as well as the witnesses who finally found a bright spot to solve the problem of the raid.

"Why haven't we thought about it since then?" Say one of the seven men.

"His name is also in a state of panic, so everything is not minded" said another.

"Pity well, this girl's family must be worried and panicked," said another man, who also felt what Amy's family now feels.

The two policemen tried to reach Amy's family by phone on the girl's cell phone, but the two policemen looked at each other, when they heard a statement across the street saying, "your credit is insufficient to make this call, please press 1 to charge the call receiver."

Forced, one of the police officers used a cell phone to make a call back with Amy's family.

Witnesses with curious faces await reassurance from the police and Amy's family.

While Alexander was waiting for someone who would soon take him from a place that made him sick.

Not long ago there was a soft voice from across there also heard the sound of crying calling someone's name.

The two police concluded that now Amy's family was in a state of fear and panic.

After saying many things about Amy and the police also told her that Amy was in the police station in the area away from Amy's house.

While waiting, they now looked at Alexander who looked so careless and several times heard a tongue crack in the mouth of the handsome man.

"Sorry, Mr. Do you really not know this girl?" Long silent, the two policemen finally ventured to interrogate the bule man with the same kind of English they understood.

Alexander looked silent as he looked at the faces of the two policemen in turn, as if thinking about the meaning of the words of the two men before him.

"No, I don't know him" said Alexander with Indonesian language is still stiff.

Alternately now witnesses are trying to understand the words of Alexander, who said with mixed language and strange dialects.

"Why can he be in your car?" Ask the other policeman with a serious look.

The bule man was silent for a moment, trying to understand something with the words of the police officer in front of him.

"I also don't know, it's a little girl why it could be in my car" replied Alexander whose speech was so typical of Caucasians. Which managed to make the witnesses and the two police officers gap.

"Buset bye, I was like watching the movie Pitung," muttered a witness who was so anxious to hear Alexander speak with the man's language accent let alone the tone of the man's voice sounded heavy and sharp.

"Nh …." Reprimanded another man when he heard the muttering of his friend.

The police officer could only nod his head at the explanation of this bule man.

"Sorry, but why did he get in your car?" Ask the police officer back with a serious face.

"That's because I forgot to lock my car door" Alexander said coldly.

Alexander only put on a flat face and without the slightest interest to throw a smile at the witnesses.

"The plate is very tight on the face of the bule, like a ulin board," a retribution was heard from witnesses who were so anxious to see the expression of Alexander's flat face.

"Good luck, otherwise, well his face is like a debt collector every day coming home," said another, confirming the man's comments.

"Pity very well? Handsome, but not happy at all. It's not always true, good looking makes happy, all need good atm support as well" said another, who gave an opinion according to what the man thinks.

"Sir, this bule does not look like models, judges, cuek and songong," said another.

"It's not just good atm aja sir, it should be good in bed too, free looks okay, a myriad of money, but when in bed so snail, the building is slow and the exit is fast," the cynical man who glanced towards the Caucasian man.

"It could be that the last bule itself in the village of people, there is no channeling to make his mind plong," said another.

The two policemen again listened to the talk of witnesses who were hibahi the bule who could only remain silent with a flat face.

"Oh, she must have had a lot of money sir, surely the concubines were a lot. Moreover, his face looks om-om hot," again heard the assessment of the man bule.

"It could be the girl of one of his youngest concubines, a pretty penny a day a hundred thousand," another man's scathing comment that his words beat the complex mothers who are being ghibah.

"Already, already, do not think not good first, not necessarily what we think is true, fearing the fall of slander, while the sin of slander is so great and we will certainly be harmed in the hereafter." An older man of the men gave wise advice, leaving the six fathers silent for a moment and the two policemen approved of the father in front of them.

Alexander himself was dumb with their comments, the man only thought about leaving the police station immediately and prayed not to meet the figure of the little girl who was so soundly asleep.

"Assalamualaikum, good night!" Exclaimed a man who appeared suddenly from the direction of the door of the room.

Everyone was now looking at the ethnic Chinese-faced man in surprise, but not with Alexander who could breathe a sigh of relief to see the figure who was his subordinate.