My wife's lover

chapter 189

Kevin opened the car door for Alya. After that, he came in and sat in the steering chair.

Before turning on the car engine, Kevin turned his head towards Alya.

"Thank you" said Kevin.

Alya turned, "Thank you for what?" alya was confused.

"Thank you for dressing up for me. It's pretty!" answer Kevin.

Alya's face immediately blushed. He quickly turned his face out the window.

Kevin smiled at her and then casually drove forward. Even though it's night but the vehicle that passed still makes the road jammed. It's been half an hour.

"What is his house far away?" alya was getting bored.

"Not long. It's because it's stuck."

Alya was silent. Sure enough, a few minutes later, Kevin's car entered the yard of a house that looks beautiful. Many flower plants are neatly lined up. Looks like the owner is very diligent and good at taking care of his plants.

Kevin got off first then opened the car door for Alya.

"Sepi, sir," Alya said as she was just getting out of the car.

"There's only an oma, aunty and one housekeeper here. Oh yeah don't call 'sir'. I brought you here as a future wife not my student candidate, Al!" kevin said slowly but with great emphasis.

Alya took a deep breath.

"Alright, mas!" sahut Alya's.

"Thank you, baby" whispered Kevin.

Alya turned her face away.

Kevin knocked on the door.

"Assalammu'alaikum" said Kevin.

Shortly after, the door opened. A middle-aged woman stood in front of the door.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Den Kevin?"

Kevin greets the woman and kisses the back of her hand. Seeing that, Alya also went to greet and kiss the back of his hand.

"Please come in, den," the woman said.

Kevin then went inside following Alya from behind. Inside the house feels so quiet. Not even the sound of the tv was heard. It's really like uninhabited.

"Al, come!" take Kevin while holding Alya's hand.

Because of her uncomfortable feelings, Alya let Kevin wring his hand.

They arrived at the dining room and there was already someone waiting for them.

"Assalammu'alaikum, oma, aunt" said Kevin.

"Kev" said a middle-aged woman who immediately stood up to greet them. Kevin's aunt named Dilla.

"Tante," Kevin kissed the back of the woman's hand. Alya followed what Kevin did even though he was a little hesitant and confused.

"This girl?"

"Yes, te. He's Alya" Kevin said.

Alya slightly bowed her head while smiling.

Not to forget Kevin approached another woman who was aged. Omanya. Kevin kissed the back of his hand and hugged and kissed the head gently. Smiling at. After that, Alya kissed the back of Kevin's hand.

"Tante and oma are healthy, right?"

"Thank God as you see. As long as the flowers in our garden are still fresh in bloom, that means that the oma and aunt are in good health."

"Aamiinu. May oma and aunt always be healthy."

"Let's sit down, have dinner first. Aunt is hungry!" her word.

They ate without anyone making a sound. Alya looked nervous and often glanced at Kevin.

After dinner, Kevin's aunt takes them to the family room. At that time, Alya realized that Kevin's oma was in a wheelchair.

"So how?" ask aunt Dilla.

"I want us to get married one more month, te."

"Hmm, did the family agree?"

"Alhamdulillah. Does aunt remember Andre? He's Andre's brother, te."

"Andre?"

Kevin nodded.

"Hmm, yes auntie still remembers. Papi you've been told?"

"But then when the time is near. I'm not sure if Papi wants to go home because it's far away"

"Hmm, auntie will ask him to come home!"

"Not to be forced, you. I just need aunty and oma's presence!"

Aunt Dilla scrunched her forehead, "Then your brother wasn't told too?"

Kevin breathed heavily, "As with papi, I'll tell him when the time is near, te."

"alright. Can auntie talk to Alya for a minute?" ask aunt Dilla.

Deg. Alya's eyes were perfectly rounded. But he tried to neutralize his feelings.

Kevin turned to Alya, "Talk to Aunt Dilla" he said slowly.

Alya sipped her saliva with great difficulty. What will I talk about with my aunt, yes. Inner Alya. Finally Alya nodded.

"Let's come with me!" aunt Dilla's word then walked away from Kevin and his oman.

Alya follows Aunt Dilla into a room. It looks like it's a work room. Aunt Dilla sat down.

"Please sit!" he told Alya. Alya said, then sat in the chair in front of Aunt Dilla sitting.

"When did you know Kevin?"

"Hhmm, sir Kevin is my lecturer, te," replied Alya.

"Hmm, I mean Kevin," said Alya nervously.

Aunt Dilla's forehead wrinkled, "You're really Kevin's wife-to-be?"

"I-iya, auntie," Alya replied nervously.

"It's not just pretend, is it?"

Alya's forehead is wrinkled. Pretend, what does aunt Dilla mean, yeah. Alya was confused.

"No, te. Mas Kevin has also spoken with my family, and the official proposal later," explained Alya.

"Hhmm, so Kevin's really serious, yeah. Do you know who Kevin is?"

"Hhmm, Kevin's a lecturer at the college where I went to college, te."

"Hmm, is that all?"

"Yes, I."

"Hmm, are you really dear to my nephew?"

Alya nodded slowly, "I-iya, te."

"Aunty hope you won't hurt my nephew. May you be faithful!"

"In God, te" said Alya.

"Well," Aunt Dilla stood up and opened a large cupboard there.

Alya was not very clear on what Aunt Dilla had done. Suddenly he was already standing in front of Alya.

"It belongs to oma. Oma would give it to the woman who would be the wife of her son and granddaughter. And since Kevin has chosen you as his wife, this is what I give you!" obviously Aunt Dilla held out a small box to Alya.

"What's this, te?" alya was confused.

"Open up!"

Alya received the box and opened it. A white-eyed pendant necklace was very beautifully enthroned there. Alya did not really understand the types of precious stones. But what he was holding at the moment, the stone was so sparkling.

"Th-this. . ."

"I'm wearing it!" said aunt Dilla who immediately took the necklace then draped it on the neckline Alya level.

"Hmm, thanks, te."

"I hope you won't hurt my nephew. That would disappoint me!" said aunt Dilla slowly but with emphasis.

After that, Alya was sent back to the living room where Kevin and his mother were still waiting.

"Tante, Alya, have you spoken?" ask Kevin.

"Yes, I did" replied Aunt Dilla.

"Hmm, oh yes te, oma seems to be drowsy,"

"Yes, usually the oma at eight has gone to sleep after finishing praying with aunty,"

"Hhmm, okay te, I go home first, yeah. Alya can't come home tonight."

"Yes. You're fine, yeah."

"Yes, I."

After saying goodbye to her aunt and her oma, the sarailevin immediately invited Alya home.

"What did aunt say?" ask Kevin when they're on their way.

"Hmm, aunt asked our seriousness. And ask me not to hurt mas!"

Kevin smiles.

"Why smile?"

"It's okay. Then what else?"

"Hhmm, auntie gave me a locket necklace. Aunty said this necklace belongs to the oma who will be given to the wife of the child and grandchild. Because the mas has chosen me then the aunt gave this necklace for me," explained Alya.

"I just found out. Oh, ja. Where's necklace?"

"Hmm, I've been wearing it."

"Can you see?"

"Hmm, but I've been wearing it, mas!" reject Alya.

"Hmm, so can't you see?"

Alya took a deep breath, "Alright, I let go first," Alya said.

"Hehee,"

"Why laugh?"

Kevin shook his head, "No. Just go ahead."

"Hmmm,"

"Go home?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where aren't you going?"

Alya shook her head.

"All right, we're home."

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