My husband's a servant's son
S2~ Episode 84
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When we got to Salsa's house. Refan intends to go straight home. However, Salsa hesitantly offers her to stop by first. All of you treat the cheeks and corners of his lips Refan who was bruised because of the former fight.
"If so I go home first, well" said Refan.
"Thank you well, mmm before do not want to stop by first what? I'll take your wounds. It's not good, you're hurt because of me, too" Salsa bargained as she lowered her face.
'Yes, worked! Started to melt him, ' Inner Refan while smiling triumphantly.
"If that's what you want, then yes. But is it the same with your parents?" tanya Refan tried to calmly hide her triumphant smile.
"Father come on, later I tell the story all the same Mother I," said Salsa invites Refan to enter.
"Assalamu'alaikum!"
"Wa'alaikumsalam, eh baby already home? Who's she?" sahut Salma frowned, astonished to see Refan. Salsa doesn't usually take her friends home. Let alone men, women never.
"I'm Refan Aunt" said Refan while salim to Salma.
"He made me Bun. He was also the one who let me know earlier, until it was bruised like his face. That's why I told him to stop by first, all of you want to cure his wounds. Mmm, why Bun?" salsa.
"Geez, why are you, baby?! Why are you getting that bruise?" salma asked worriedly.
"Father kok Bun, it was fitting again waiting for the Bus there was a young man who was disturbing. But fortunately, there was Refan who helped me" Salsa replied with a smile.
"Where is Jay, dear? But you're a gap, aren't you?" ask Salma again.
"So Mr. Jay called, he said his car had a leak. I'm sorry I'm a bun."
"Thank God, oh yes Refan thank you for helping Auntie's child" Salma told Refan.
"Ah Iyah equally Aunt," said Refan.
"Yes now you invite Refan to sit down first and cure the wound. Mommy wants to make a drink first," said Salma who was nodded by her daughter.
Salma went to the kitchen. Salsa told Refan to sit down first. He picked up the P3k box and immediately treated the man's face, which was scarred from the punch.
"Mmm, sorry well. If the pain says it," said Salsa while treating the wound.
Refan only smiled faintly, but not in his triumphant smiling heart.
"Ecchem ... Tumben bring the guy home? Usually never. Never mind guys, girls never!" satirist Gibran who was standing on the stairs while leaning his back against the wall and folding both his hands on his chest. Which made Salsa and Refan immediately turn to him.
"Sorry, dad?!" gibran asked as if he did not like Refan as he walked towards them.
"Know Refan, his friend Salsa and his future girlfriend!" refan replied as he extended his hand towards Gibran. Salsa was surprised by the answer.
"Ngarep you!" ketus Gibran did not return his hand, he instead chose to sit hands release his hands that are still faithful he folds on the chest.
'It's so brazen!' the word of Refan in the heart.
"Since when is Big Brother not as cold and cool as usual?" refan replied while staring at them lazily.
"What the hell are you?" ask Salsa wonder.
"Father," replied Gibran briefly, then he chose to play his mobile phone.
"There-there's a time," said Salsa. "Eh Refan sorry Adek me well, he is like that."
"Daddy gapapa, relax," said Refan with a faint smile. But secretly he glanced at Gibran with a sharp look.
"What's Lo looking at? Don't like me?!" asked Gibran while rolling his eyes lazily.
"Gibran are you all right? Mother never taught you to be disrespectful like this! Apologize now to Refan!" pinta Salma was resolute who had just come bringing drinks and snacks.
"Hmm, sorry! Haven't you? If that's Gibran to the room first!" said Gibran ketus who immediately passed away leaving the three of them.
"Gibrans!!!"
"Udah Aunt gapapa, maybe he does not like me," said Refan with a smile.
"Sorry well Son Refan, auntie really feels bad. Once again aunt apologizes well," said Salma really feel bad about the nature of her son earlier.
"Assalamu'alaikum, honey I'm home!" yelled Jaka while walking inside.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, uh you guys just continue to chat well," pinta Salma who was influenced by Salsa and Refan. She went to get to her husband.
"Tumben's home yet?" salma asked as she shook her husband's hand.
"What time do people usually come home? It's a clock like this, right?" jaka Reply.
"Hmm."
"Why is his face in that bend? Not usually?" jaka asked as he pinched his wife's cheek.
"Thick hurts! Your son, when he's not as polite as his brother!" salma shoot.
"Why? A gibran? Which brother's friend? Salsa's feelings never bring her friends home" asked Jaka puzzled.
"Dad I was confused too. Wanna see the win? I noticed that I felt familiar with his face. Kayak looks like someone, but forget who," said Salma who made her husband curious.
"Is he? Who dear? I'm curious?" ask Jaka again while embracing his wife's friendly shoulder. The two lovebirds started walking towards the living room.
"Have gone! I'm old too, ashamed of the kids!"
"Who, is it young people who can be convinced of this? Old one can't be?"
"Ekhem, you just got home?" ask Salsa.
Jaka who forgot his intention to approach his daughter in the living room. But because he forgot even bablas just passing by, he immediately turned his head when he heard the voice of his daughter.
Jaka was silent to see the man sitting with his daughter. It turned out to be true said his wife earlier, his face was really not foreign.
>Connected.....
Guys I want to tell you, this novel is marked at the end but actually the story still continues well. So don't forget to keep monitoring, don't throw it away from Fav. Let if I'm up can know 😄
