My Possessive Rich Man

Lunches

...Visual Pangesti Ning Ayu's...

"Is that so?" Alula replies to Ayu slowly, fortunately she came here with Ayu who is very humble.

"Yes, just follow it." Cetus Ayy.

"Here I am." Alula according, but their eyes still often stared at the people who passed by despite his head lowered.

Ayu whispered back as she pointed at one handsome young man with a look like Raden walking behind his father in a follow-up by an old lady dressed in kebaya.

"Well, that's my second Mas."

Alula rounded her eyes looking at Arga's handsome face that felt familiar. "Mas two?" He wasn't he, the stranded bule who ever ruined my drawings? Why is the world so narrow? His inner.

...The Visual Arga Mas Andaru...

"And the fat one is my eye. You should know them before you get acquainted." Alula nodded in understanding. A little bit of Alula remembers the time Raden told her family.

In front there Abhimanyu began to sit on the main seat of the long wooden dining table, followed by Eyang who sat on his right side, and next Arga Mas Andaru was Raden's younger brother who sat on the left side of Abhimanyu.

Ayu again pointed to one thirty-five year old woman who was also present in their midst.

"Well that's my stepmother, she's younger than my mother, she's Romo's concubine, you don't have to be polite to her." Ayu said cynically.

Alula looked a little surprised. "What's? Why not be polite?"

"The actor doesn't deserve to be happy, right? Because of her, my mother is always on the sidelines." Continued Ayu fiery with his soft voice.

"Why not in the rat poison only then? You suck, let the actors run rampant." Alula.

"It's not that easy Fatmagul!"

"Suutt." Mother hissed to give a warning, because at her desk Abhimanyu glanced at those who were engrossed in muttering to themselves.

Abhimanyu looked at Alula with both elbows resting on the table. "I heard my daughter-in-law coming, why don't you sit down and have lunch together?"

Not glad Alula was shaking. Honestly, Alula was not prepared for something like this.

Eyang smiled. "Look ghost, eat together only after that we chat." Bring along.

At his desk Arga frowned, why suddenly there was a girl who became the daughter-in-law of this family? He did not hear his brother's wedding. Arga just returned to Indonesia yesterday afternoon.

Karlina led her daughter-in-law. "Lula, let's eat together, consider us your own family. We're already a family." Bring along.

"Good Mom." Alula nodded and continued to nod, there was nothing she could do but that.

"You're sliding." Abhimanyu told Arga to give up his seat for his sister-in-law.

Arga raised an eyebrow. "Alright, please sit down, new member." He looked at Alula.

Alula nodded. "Thank you." He sat down between Abhimanyu and Arga.

"Huh?" Alula looked surprised at the young man. "W-what's that right?"

Arga looked carefully once more and had not remembered anything with this familiar face. "Forgetit." With eyebrows rising next to Arga speaking.

"Thank God."

Alula let out a sigh of relief. He looked back at his plate with a trembling that never ended.

Being in the middle of a noble family, of course, there is a sense of disdain that overshadows.

What's more, the handsome guy next to him once he maki-maki a year ago because of something outside the plan, hopefully Arga does not remember and then take revenge in this house.

Everyone sat down, including Ayu and Karlina who were sitting next to Arga, while Lisya, the honey of Karlina, sat down beside Eyang.

Lisya herself had no children but Abhimanyu cherished the woman even more impressed favoritism. And that also makes Raden no longer feel at home in this palace.

Like other families, Abhimanyu led his family members to pray before meals. They all began the ritual of having lunch together with a beef steak after putting a rectangular eating apron over each thigh.

I don't want Alula to follow.

Their dining menu varies every day, not only that, but all menus from Indonesia to abroad will take turns at the dining table.

Like not like, inevitably, everyone has to swallow it, sometimes Ayu complains when she has to eat vegetables because it's the menu she likes the least.

When everyone cuts the meat steak easily, Alula seems to have trouble using her fork and knife.

Alula never eats with a fork knife, she prefers to use her hands directly, but for noble families, there are times when they eat with tools or with their hands directly.

Karlina, Ayu and Arga glanced at the puzzled looking Alula. Obviously, Alula is not a woman who is used to their eating style.

Abhimanyu glanced at Alula full of search, is the way to eat really can not be done Raden's wife super rich?

What if Alula is confronted with the elite guests of Raden who come from any country?

Alula begins to sweat, it is certain that the value of Romo is not good, although she does not intend to forgive her husband at this time, but making Raden ashamed is something that Alula does not want to do.

"You are why, ..." Not to mention the question of Abhimanyu who was suspicious, Arga had already voiced out loud.

"OMG, why is your steak more juicy than my steak? It's not fair, you're brother-in-law so eat mine! A good brother has much to succumb to his brother."

Arga swapped his plate for one that Alula had not touched. Still intact there has not been any scratches there while Arga's already he cut into small pieces and ready to eat.

Abhimanyu hardened his jaw to look at his son. "Arga, it is impolite to do so to your wife!" Her reprimand.

Arga is more bar-bar than other children, at least Ayu and Raden kalem when at home, only Arga who behave as is in the house.

"Sorry Romo, Arga likes the same more juicy." Sanggah Arga.

"But taking your sister's wife's food is not a good deed!" Sela Abhimanyu.

Alula shook her head, apparently her male in-laws were creepy. "T-it's okay Romo, Lula doesn't like that juicy. Lula doesn't matter." His words.

Honestly, Alula was happy because now Alula did not have to bother cutting it again. Apart from Arga who is upset, Arga has made it easier for him indirectly or indeed deliberately done by Arga to help him.