MY WIFE'S 100KG

Twelve

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Ghu's eyes twinkled, feeling noticed. "really?" shouts spirit. Directly sip it until it runs out.

Tasya smelled a smile.

***

"How good?" tasya asked as he took a glass from Ghumaisha's hand and kept it on a tray.

Ghumaisha nodded his head. "Enak. Brother is very good at concocting drinks. This tea is for diet. Said Kak Ali fitting school first, if you want slim must learn from Kak Tasya," he said cheerfully.

"Of course, that's why Ali accepted me as a future wife. Besides being pretty, I'm good at cooking." Proudly. Ghumaisha gave two thumbs up as a tribute.

There is no doubt about Tasya's ability to brew tea. From the beginning if there is a cooking competition, then the clear-eyed beautiful woman will go forward and thankfully always come home with victory. So not wrong, his face is familiar on television.

But after getting engaged to Ali five years ago, Tasya never again entered the races. Only occasionally his face was plastered in front of the Muslimah magazine, as a model and motivation for the hijrah. Many people want to know who has photographed Tasya. Because every shot is absolutely amazing.

"We'd better talk first. How's it?" bring Tasya spirit.

Ghumaisha smiled, "alright." Atelastic. Although actually want to get out of the apartment immediately, remember the message Ardian had if you left not too long.

***

They sat in the living room, Tasya also brought some jars from the kitchen. Most chocolate food, only a smile can be given. Want the heart to pick up some snacks there, considering that the Ghumaisha diet period undoes its good intentions.

Really, sometimes the diet is very torturous, everything must be arranged just to get the ideal body. Riding a kilo, seemed to be a disaster.

Realizing Ghumaisha's gaze was centered on the jar, Tasya accidentally opened the lid. Picked up a few and then presented them to Ghumaisha. Obviously, he wanted the woman to eat it even though he knew Ghumaisha could not.

"Eat if you want. Don't be shy" said Tasya. The smile never escaped his lips making his friendly face like a wingless angel of the world. Well-favoured.

Ghumaisha shook his head, subtly rejecting Tasya's offer. Not that he had given her tea, it meant that she knew she was on a diet. Why now give him chocolate.

"I'm on a diet, Tasya. My body is wide do not want to get bigger again," he replied weakly.

Tasya patted his forehead, giving an expression as if forgetting. "I don't remember if you were losing weight. Astagfirullah! I've been forgetful lately. You know Ghumaisha? yesterday I almost forgot about dinner with Ali. It's fitting that he called several times to my phone reminding us of our dinner at the restaurant," he chuckled, telling lies only to show that he was more concerned about Ali than Ghumaisha.

As usual, Ghumaisha befriends him happily. I don't think Tasya is lying.

"really? I'm glad to hear you two are getting closer. Usually, Kak Ali will not want to have dinner alone with a woman who is not yet his legal wife. Just with me, Brother Ali won't." Honest Ghumaisha, and the answer sounded pleasant in Tasya's ear. It was not just him who was refused both meals.

"really? Ah yes, Ali told me too. Not eating with you afraid of all the food being spent. Funny right?" tasya laughed no matter what bright smile Ghumaisha had replaced with a thin smile.

"It's funny .. "Ghumaisha's voice drowned, swallowing the pain of Tasya's words earlier. Can Ali say that? He doubted Tasya's words.

****

Elsewhere Ardian is on his way. Drive the car quietly. The black car he used was enough to attract the attention of some people, let alone the car glass was deliberately lowered so that the girls knew who the owner of this luxury car. Sometimes he waves when there are beautiful tourists who give an intoxicating kiss remotely.

"I like bule. Kimberly! Ti amo, piccola." That's what Ardian said for the Caucasians.

White skin and a slim body really refreshes the eyes. Until he forgets his main destination is out to find Ghumaisha who has not returned after two hours away from the hotel.

From a distance, Ardian accidentally saw a man was calming mothers who were scolding their children. His forehead frowned, the speed of his car slowed down, his eyes had also squinted wanting to see more clearly the sturdy man there.

"Ali ..". " muttered Ardian.

His hand was holding the steering wheel tightly. Remember very well, when he treated her badly at Jeny's boutique. If he was shameless, he might have beaten it all out.

"Mom! You can't leave it like this!" Ali chased the mothers who tried to escape.

"You take care of that bastard! Don't let me take care of him, I'd rather die. He's a disgrace to us!"

"But he's your son!" yelp Ali ignited emotions, his hand already blocking his wrist.

Afraid of being discovered, the mother bit Ali's hand. "Aragh!" Spontaneous Ali released the grip of his hand. But the mother ran away.

Ali sighed resignedly, feeling bitter with the piercings that the mothers had done. There was no remorse there, only anger and hurtful words for the child he called a bastard. Guilty parents, why is the child a victim? Totally inhumane.

The boy named Jalal could only cry, while hugging his black backpack. His gaze stared sadly at his mother who had gone and was not seen again. Pursued was free, only encouragement from the mother who got it.

"Yes ... You go with uncle?" invite Ali to align her body with Jalal. Both of his hands held his shoulders, trying to sow the dimpled child.

Jalal shook her head, "huaaaa ... Maamahhh ... Hiks mamah .. hiks" Tangisya became more and more so, making Ali confused what to do.

What am I supposed to do? Inner riled.

"Waduh .. don't cry dong dek. Later there will be nubruk goats," said Ali trying to scare. Since childhood when crying his mother will scare him, so it is not wrong to try it now. Who knows mempan.

"Cityaaaaaaa ... Jalal does not want to be hit by goats ... Huawei ... "

Ali perplexity. "Where are we going shopping? I'll buy you anything you want,"

Jalal shook her head, instead sitting on the sidewalk.

"Do you want ice cream?" he refused, but still refused. Unwilling to give up Ali continued to seduce him by offering him various kinds of objects and food.

Ardian who had gotten out of the car, casually took out several pieces of money hundreds of thousands. In the heart of underestimating Ali, calming a small child just can't. How will you make Tasya happy?

His feet stepped closer to Ali who was still trying to calm the mushroom haired child.

"Heh, kid! You want this," Ardian offered Jalal money.

Ali turned his head, seeing that Ardian was already standing by his side. Ali's face had already described a dislike look, with a cold expression. Ardian said last time, calling Ghumaisha his girlfriend really makes Ali can not sleep quietly day and night.

"What are you doing?" Ali wanted to take Ardian's money, but was pushed aside by the man.

"You want money YES work. You think I gave it to you? It's as if I want to take my money!" spray Ardian exasperated, avenged by the head of Ali.

Jalal's cry came to a halt, as if a magnetic pull of his hand took three hundred thousand dollars from Ardian's hand. Ali was confused, why taken?

Ardian smirked to win. "Put the child alone you can't. What capital would you marry Tasya later?" he underestimated Ali.

"Modal religious science." Quick and sounding answers in the ear.

"Woh, you seem to be upset that Ghumaisha and I are dating. Aye, right?" ardian Ejek.

Ali was silent not to break Ardian's words earlier. He rubbed the top of Jalal's head that was no longer crying. "If you want money, why not say it? Brother can give it," Ali said to Jalal who was putting money in a bag.

"Mama's glad Jalal got the money. Mamah will come back again if Jalal loves money." The boy smiled brightly, while Ali gasped to understand what Jalal said. All because of money.

"He is from a poor family, the money-given must be silent. You're the one who's been in Egypt where you can tell," Ardian really says about it now.

Ali smiled wryly. "If you think so, you take care of this kid with the money you have. You're rich, right? Taking care of Jalal won't be a burden." Tell Ali, with a small look.

"You underestimated me?" timpal Ardian is upset.

Ali shrugged both shoulders." Think for yourself."

Not to be denigrated, Ardian pulled Jalal. "I'll take care of him, and it won't matter to me. I'll prove it! If I wasn't going to fall poor just taking care of one child." His determination is to take care of Jalal, even though he has no experience caring for small children.

Ali smiled, already knew very well how high the prestige of Ardian.

"really? Please. You're also not Oma's son, so you need their help. I heard you worked in uncle's company, disguising your name with Ian." Her papar.

Ardian surprised. Then he said, "where do you know?!" no one knows his pseudonym except, "Adonia! She told you?"

Ali took a breath. "Working and disguising yourself just to photograph Tasya is really cowardly. It's the same you admit defeat and choose to let go." The reason makes Ardian can not answer again.

This is the main reason why Ardian is afraid to confront Ali. No one could break his words but Ghumaisha. Another reason why he married women grew stocky, one of which took advantage of Ali's weakness in Ghumaisha.

***

After Ghumaisha returned, Tasya put a bottle of liquid in the closet. Her smile was bitter, as she recalled putting something in Ghumaisha tea.

"Live to wait another two hours and you'll continue to feel hungry. You'll never be skinny Ghumaisha. Illness could be, chances are Ardian will be more ilfil to you. I'm sorry, but I have to do all this. "

Tasya opened the glass cabinet to take the Qur'an given by Ali. "I'm sorry brother, not cruel brother. It's just that I don't want Ali to be fascinated with you. You cannot exceed me, because I do not like to be rivaled especially by you Ghumaisha ... "

***

Ghumaisha entered his house limply, his stomach rumbling from earlier. The food was already swirling in his head. It's not usually like this.

Refrigerators are now the main goal. He was not even aware that a four-year-old boy was sitting at the table. Scared, Jalal cried. The shock left Ghumaisha shocked.

Ghu held onto his thumping chest. Astagfirullah! What human child is tuyul? Why is there a mushroom-haired boy in the kitchen? Or maybe he's a creature. All the prejudices have already been proposed, guess who the little boy is? Jalal's cry grew louder as Ghumaisha continued to look at her with a look of horror.

Ardian who was in the room until he came out, ran to Jalal in the dining room. Just been left for a while the boy has been throwing a tantrum. His steps came to a halt, when he saw Ghumaisha still standing on the spot, looking at him with a wondering face.

"Whose son is that, Ardian?!" ghumaisha asked as she pointed towards the jalal with a panicked face. Fearing Ardian has a mistress.

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