My husband's a servant's son

My husband's a servant's son
S2~ Episode 140



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"Who's Brother?" ask Rere curiously.


"Mommy, she said Aunt fell in the bathroom. He asked me to come home to check on her condition. So why come to my house first?" kelvin said who was nodded slowly by Rere.


Kelvin drove his car back to his house.


A few minutes later, after arriving at his home. Kelvin immediately invited Rere inside.


"Hi Bang" said Gibran with a smile who happened to be in the living room.


"Oh hi," said Kelvin then he turned to Rere who was silent, "Re you wait here for a while, right?" the question was again nodded by the girl.


"Yes I've been to Aunt's room first well, you don't have to worry here mahadai alaja own house. Gibran," Kelvin nodded his face which was also countered by a small nod by the man.


After Kelvin's departure, there were only the two of them. It just so happened that Gibran was alone, somewhere his lover was. The atmosphere was very quiet, they both felt awkward.


Bending his head, Rere sat himself down across from Gibran's seat. He did not dare to look at the man in front of him whom he still loved. As well as Gibran who felt very awkward, he also actually still felt guilty for rejecting the woman before him.


"Mmm, how are you?" gibran asked awkwardly as he glanced at the girl at a glance, then turned his gaze back the other way.


Rere looked up, "Who? Me?" he asked while pointing to himself.


"Yes, who else?" sahut Gibran with a slight smile looked at the girl who looked confused.


"Hmm, I'm good," Rere replied briefly as he lowered his head again.


"Mmm, I-I asked for ma-"


"Hi baby, this is me bringing juice to you!"


Gibran's speech was cut because suddenly Keyra came with a tray containing juice and snacks. Suddenly Gibran and Rere turned to the girl.


"Sorry, wait a long time?" keyra asked as she put the tray she had brought on the table. He has not realized Rere's whereabouts.


"Eh, Sister-in-law?! When's coming?" keyra asked after realizing Rere's whereabouts, the girl who would now become his sister-in-law's candidate. He knew it all because his parents told him.


Rere only fell silent thinly while nodding slowly, "It hasn't been long."


"Sister-in-law?" gumman Gibran is slow but still heard by his lover. He was still confused as to why Keyra called Rere that way.


Keyra smiled at her lover and said, "Dad, she's my sister-in-law. Because soon he will marry Abang Kelvin," he explained that made Gibran immediately turned to look at Rere who was bowing his face.


"Oh yeah, what would you like to drink? Let me make it," asked Keyra who made Rere straight up.


"Mmm, thanks, but no need. Oh Iyah just call Rere, anyways we're the same age. No need to call me Sister-in-law," Rere said with a faint smile.


"Alright, but it's not good when you play no love anything. Wait here for a second, let me make you a drink, "Keyra came back to make a drink for Rere. Yeah, because Auntie was sick, so she had to make it herself.


After Keyra's departure, as usual Suana became quiet. Rere who chose to turn his gaze in the other direction because he felt Gibran continued to look at him.


It was true that Gibran was looking at him, not knowing why he felt sad after knowing the girl was getting married. But on the one hand he also felt happy because the girl was finally able to catch him. Even though he still feels guilty for hurting his heart.


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A few days later ...


In Tokyo, Japan. By noon, a beautiful girl had just gotten out of her car. He stood by the car staring at a company he had worked with.


Yes, surely the goal now is to discuss the plan that will be designed with the shareholders of the company. The actual central company is in Germany, and it is one of its company shares. It just so happens that they made an appointment. The girl came there herself because her secretary did not come in because she was sick.


When he was about to step foot, his gaze was accidentally fixed on a middle-aged woman in a wheelchair. He looks difficult to get into the company because it happens to be a little high road.


Feeling sorry for the woman, he decided to go to her.


"Where does auntie want to go? Here let me help you," he asked with a smile.


"S-I want to meet my son," he replied.


"All right, where's Auntie's son? Does he work here?" he asked again who was nodded by the middle-aged woman.


He began to push his wheelchair inside.


"It's here, son, let me find it for myself. Fear troubles you, "he asked.


"It's okay Auntie, it's a coincidence that I also want to meet someone here. So all of you," said the girl named Salsa with a friendly smile.


"Well, thank you ..."


When they passed the reception desk, they were asked why they came there. Because Salsa replied that he had made an appointment with the CEO there finally allowed in.


Because the aunt didn't tell me exactly what her son's name was and just said to be the boss there. They eventually went around looking for an existence. When we got to the front of the CEO's office. It just so happened that a young man had just walked out of the room.


"Brah!" call the middle-aged woman who is with Salsa. The man immediately turned his head when he heard his name on the call. The voice was unfamiliar to him.


"Mama?! What's your mom doing here?!" asked the man named Sam while crouching in front of the wheelchair.


"Mama's just tired of staying home, so Mama's here. Can't it?" he answered while bowing his head with teary eyes.


"It's not so Ma, at least if you want to come over here contact Sam first. If I think this is how Mama even made Sam worried. Who else tried to get Mama here?" ask Sam firmly.


"Mama took the taxi herself" he answered honestly.


"What, Sam told you not to go out alone let alone take a taxi. Mama is desperate once, after all why did Mama come here? Sam is here working, not playing. You better stay home with Qila!" said Sam was annoyed, because his mother was always desperate to go out alone.


"I'm sorry, but Mama's bored at home. Lagian Aqila is also not out," said Mama while bowing her head.


"Sorry sir, it's best if you're talking to the old man to lower his tone," said Salsa joined nimbrung who had been silent because it turned out that the woman he helped was Aunt Lia. Her own mother's best friend who used to carry her as a child.


Hearing that, Sam immediately raised his head to look at a girl who was standing behind his mother's wheelchair.


"Aca?!"


"Aca?!" repeat the mother while looking at her Son with a confused face.


>Connect ....


Sorry new up, abis grieving just as busy again mpls also 🙏🙂 So please understand well guys author just entered SMA so already started busy, so already started busy, please do not delete it first from fav🥺 and make loyal readers follow the story. I said thank you very much - Banyak & DIAZAPUR ️ ️


Oh iyah btw happy Eid al-Adha, sorry to be born and inner & sorry late;v