My Love Is Stuck With a Tomboy Girl

Chapter 49: Special part #Ery Vs Kei

Leaving the brother's familiarity. In one room, there is tension with body language that clearly indicates mutual dislike. Fortunately, someone came with a snack and sweet drinks.

"The fried banana is steaming, delicious to enjoy while warm, who knows after the cold is actually discarded.''

"Kids, does anyone want a fried banana?" ask Kei gently.

Zahra put down her pencil and walked over to Kei. Spontaneous hand Zahra plucked a piece of fried banana that was still steaming. "Look paanaas…"

Soon Kei took the banana in his daughter's hand. Blow the princess' hand lovingly. "Please baby, wait for the smoke to decrease. Abhi, come here son!"

"Okay mom." said Abhi and left the paper and pencil.

Now Kei is in the middle, flanked by Zahra and Abhi. While Ery sat alone, even though one room. Kei painstakingly blew the fried banana and split it for the twins. "Hows it? It's not hot, is it?"

"Mom best. Rara likes, the sweetness is also smeared in the mouth." Zahra said by biting her fried banana.

Abhi kept quiet and enjoyed the fried banana, As if getting the magic lamp, Ery held out one more fried banana towards Abhi. "Sorry aunty's. I just want from my mom (Sorry aunt. I just want from my mom.)"

"Abhi!" tegur Kei's.

Abhi stopped enjoying the fried banana in her hand. Looking at mommy. "Mom gave me a fried banana that had been blown and this would not hurt our skin, let alone our tongue. Meanwhile, miss Ery gave a fried banana that still had a puff of smoke. Mom asked us to be patient, if Abhi wanted more. Must be waiting for the smoke puff to decrease, or better cool."

Abhi's explanation, made Kei smile and Ery's facial expression turned sour. It turns out the insinuations from him, precisely in reply to the descendants of Zain. "It's okay. You're right, okay finish your PR and collect in an hour. Miss will be back after an hour."

"Are you going?" asked Kei casually.

"I want to go back home, get stuff. I came without anyone. I thought, the terms I proposed will be rejected. But thank God, Mr. Zain was willing to give some leniency." replied Ery proudly.

Kei just nodded. Ery smiled with satisfaction as Kei could not answer. "Alright, excuse me Miss Kei."

"Mrs Zain, sorry it was better. Because I am grateful to have a husband as good as him." Kei said with a sweet smile.

For what? This naive woman is so insolent! It's nice to mention mine, as hers. Just watch, look at it later. What am I going to do! ~ Inner Ery.

"I'm sorry, Mrs Zain. Kids, miss Ery wait another hour!" hatch Ery and turn over, walking away from the family room.

The conversation of Kei and Ery could not be separated from the look of someone's eyes, his eyes implying a nervousness. Where to tell everything he sees. With a thousand steps, the figure walked away from where it stood. Without looking around, until….

Braaks…

"Hey what's up? Why rush?" ask Raina's mom anxiously.

Seeing no answer, but the gazes and facial expressions of the person in front of him were confused. Spontaneous mom Raina pulled her hand and left the lower floor. The two walked down the stairs and entered Raina's mom's room. Calmly, mother Raina sat down the figure and gave her a glass of water. "Now is it calm?"

The figure nodded with a lowered face. Mom Raina painstakingly rubbed the hand of one of the servants in her house. "What's wrong? What makes you so scared?"

"Thuu, the young mistress is like holding back anger. Her face was completely red, although it was still smiling sweetly." the maid reported seriously.

"That's because of the mistress' twin teacher. Aunty felt the young mistress was troubled by the teacher's presence. But the young mistress still held back the anger in front of the children." replied the aunt solemnly.

"Don't spread this story to anyone. Just save it, and if there is a similar incident. Quickly report to me bi, I'll talk to Kei. Better, aunt just take a break." Mom Raina took her phone and sent someone a message.

"I'm sorry madam." said auntie and walked out of Raina's mom's room.

Aunty's departure, made mom Rania contact a number. By going back and forth, waiting for the call connection to be answered. "Come lift! Where'd you? What am I supposed to do without you?"

The crack of the clock on the wall, successfully made Raina's mom pat her own forehead. How he forgot about the time difference, in other parts of the world. "The castle's still there at night. I'd better send you a voicemail."

Rushing mom Raina opened the whatsapp application, by entering the chat room at her destination number. Raina's one finger pressed the voice records and recorded all the complaints in her heart and mind. The tape was about ten minutes long and sent a success, sure enough the number was off the data.

Come back soon, we need you. This family is incomplete without you. Should I tell Ardana mas? But, mas Ardana is still angry with me. Huft, why it's like this. ~ inner mom Raina with feeling all wrong.

Leaving behind the anxiety of Raina's mother, Ery's journey from Ardana's residence begins. The woman wore a sour expression with clenched hands, Kei's words deeply imprinted on her heart. How arrogant Kei is with the status as Zain's wife, even though Kei's status should be his. A flash of memory flashed inside Ery's head.

"It's all because of uncle's stupidity! Why did the old man exchange my life for my twin brother. Everything became chaotic, fortunately only now there was no sound of his ban anymore. ~ Inner Ery smiled strangely.

Ery's smile, gives the online taxi driver goosebumps. Ery was indeed beautiful, but the ready-to-pounce expression was clearly imprinted from the woman's smile. Ery, who realized the taxi driver was watching her, only looked into her eyes.

"Sorry non. Where are you going?" ask the driver nervously.

Ery turned her eyes out the window. "The latest house near the sugar warehouse, you know?"

"Know non." replied the driver and refocused on driving.

While the debate was going on between three men at once, these three men suddenly shifted the gaze of the people around them.

"That's it. We better talk at home, let's go home."

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