My husband's a grown man

chapter 6

On the other hand, precisely in a simple residential area that is Jakarta. Seen in one of the simple houses that have a second floor, with cream house paint, there are also stalls there. A simple house that looks so beautiful with some tall trees and beautiful flower plants, is found in the yard of a house that is quite spacious. Maybe the page will fit 3 to 4 cars.

As seen in the simple courtyard of the house, looks minibus car and truck car yellow.

Inside the house, now gathered a family with a panicked face also worried.

They were waiting for their only daughter in the house. Who hasn't returned from school.

Their daughter should already be at home with the level of intelligence at home and make the atmosphere of the simple house become crowded.

But by evening, the princess they were worried about had not returned. Makes things more tense and panicky.

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"How's the elevator, on the phone?" A man about 55 years old asked the figure of the young man before him.

Next to her was a silent woman with a panicked and worried face.

The young man turned his head, while trying to contact someone across the street through a phone call on his cell phone, but repeatedly he made a call, never to be picked up by someone across there.

"No chapter!" That handsome young man.

"Oh my God, my daughter's where!" Sela the woman who had been silent since with a sad look.

Worrying about the only daughter who has no news. They live in a city full of threats.

"Prophe, our beautiful and cute daughter is like a mother, but where is the oon rada?" Said the woman who still looks beautiful at the age of 40 years.

Clearly looks panicked face is also worried women who ten years to come even half a century old.

"I'm scared, chapter. Something bad happened to my daughter, let alone so much news about the kidnapping. O Allah, baba .. lest our daughter bewitched." Said the woman, with an increasingly frightened face.

The man who got the question from his wife just kept quiet with a calm look. The figure of the middle-aged man who became the leader of the family head in the modest residence.

"Who's gonna kidnap Amy's bar-bar-kayaking girl, Mak. If I'm the villain, mah, ogah," chirped the figure of a young man who is now sitting next to the woman called mother.

"Play." She knocked on the coconut of the 22-year-old.

"Astaghfirullah, Mak, is sick," he complained while rubbing his head that felt aching from the mother.

"If by the way, the elevator's guarded, Amy's the only one!" Mother protested.

The handsome young man now closed his mouth, when scooped up by the mother with his words heard outrageous.

"Surely they won't be at home, kidnap Amy mah. There they will be dizzy, face the behavior of Mpok's daughter who is bar-bar and noisy, subhanallah, astaghfirullah." he chanted again with a sneering face.

The mother who heard the words of the woman who was her younger brother immediately raised a sharp gaze.

"Hey, marimar. If you talk, do not origin. Amy your niece," said the mother with a fierce face.

"Well, what I'm talking about Mpok facts," replied the woman who had a petite posture but looked nervous.

"Amy won't do anything, sure dah," continued the woman while avoiding the gaze of the brother.

"Samsudin's tongue!" Sent the mother with her fierce face.

"Amy pounded you, should you doain hope he's okay, this you even know him," the mother rampaged while putting both hands on her waist. Pointing towards the younger brother with both eyes glaring.

The woman was silent and shrunk her body to the handsome young man next to her.

"Auntie anyway, already know the mother's fashion Mak dampir, even opposed," whispered the young man to the aunt.

"Well, what aunt said was true. If Amy isn't gonna do anything, auntie's just scared shit, kid's screwing people." The aunt said with a whisper.

The young man simply nodded his head, confirming the aunt's words. The two are now busy whispering to each other, regardless of the mistress of the mother's gaze.

While the figure of the leader in the household was still silent with a calm face. His gaze looked forward as if thinking of something.

"Aliff!" Call the man who is usually called baba in the neighborhood of the house as well as where he lives.

"Yes bab," said the young man quickly.

The mother, again looks restless when she saw the clock has shown the number 8 night.

"Propay Mpok, Amy must be fine," the aunt now approached her mother again. As a brother he was so sad to see the moody face of his brother. Who used to make loud noises at home.

"How can I calm down, tin. My daughter hasn't come home, pound you .. tin, hasn't come home until now," raved the frightened mother while crying softly.

"Tin, tin, since when did the cave become tin-tin?" The aunt in her heart.

"Lif, try to meet Akbar. Ask about your sister who hasn't come home …." Not finished baba said, mother immediately got up and walked out of the house.

"Wow, this is bad, get ready we will hear the sound of a mercon," said Alif, seeing the mother stepping next to their neighbor's house that never get along.