NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW
CHAPTERS 10. FEAR OF ASHA
"I just want to take off the knots of the blanket on the leg. Unable to reach because it is difficult to wake up," inner Asha. Again he said the word.
Maghala then allowed the blanket to go back to the sofa, struggling with the awkwardness he found.
"Alka bribed the audit team, just like her brother and aunt," Ghala murmured. Soon Hilmi's call made the flat object lying on the table shake.
Maghala continued the mission from Janu, until exactly one in the morning, he just cleaned up all the equipment and rushed to sleep.
The next morning, after dawn.
Adhisty will leave home sooner than usual because he has an appointment with a client. He passed Ghala and rebuked her daughter-in-law, reminding her that today is the schedule of Asha's obstetric examination.
"Ghala, I and Alka did not eat breakfast at home. We go first. Don't forget your other duties. I know if you're just lying around in this house!" sergeant Adhisty thrusts Maghala's forehead with his index finger.
"Good, Ma. The doctor is free, right?" ghala asked, not wanting to be blamed again.
"free. You pay for it!" sahut Adhisty while laughing crisply, the face of Madam Cyra was very sad this morning.
Adhisty deliberately withheld the money for Asha's examination, only to want to see Ghala plead with him. But hope is dashed. Maghala sauntered away leaving the in-laws, standing at the end of the stairs.
By ten in the morning. Asha and Maghala were ready to head to the hospital. He then left Ashadiya on the terrace while he picked up the bike in the garage.
When Ghala comes back and gets Asha on his bike. Adhisty's car entered the grounds of the Cyra Mansion and stopped just behind Ghala's motorbike parked in the front yard.
"Not gone yet? are you waiting for money from me?" sergeant Adhisty just got off the car. From the right door, a handsome man appeared following the in-laws, approaching them.
Ashadiya was surprised to see the figure of a man who came with his mother. His head is deep. Jemari also interlocked and re-mas each other.
"Asha's schedule is eleven, Ma" Ghala replied straightforwardly, no matter Adhisty's nagging. He was astonished, Asha was agitated, like frightened.
"Cirain. Uh, but you're unemployed where you might have money. Duh, I forgot. Huh!" Adhisty reached into his bag and put the forced money in Ghala's shirt pocket.
The figure of the man standing behind Adhisty also chuckled lightly.
"Ah, yes. Know, he's Sade. Cyra's colleague's son. Asha, you should have a husband like Sade, not the rice cake of Bebegig just like Alka said this," Adhisty told Ghala.
"Hello, I'm Sade. Sadana's deputy director of the group," Sade said to Maghala, extending a handshake.
Maghala responded innocently, she replied to Sade's hand but her fingers just hung in the air. Sade turned his gaze to Asha. Maghala smiled faintly, she was ignored.
"Hi Miss pretty. How are you doing? whatis yourname?" sade asked to crouch down in front of Asha.
"Asha, don't shut up. Sade asked you to talk. You do not deserve to ignore a man like him who has a high position" said Adhisty patted Asha's arm.
Ayu woman who was still sitting in a wheelchair was increasingly agitated when Sade was getting closer. He ventured, rewinding his wheelchair by pressing a button.
Asha's reaction beyond Maghala's expectations, he recognized his wife's small habit of being uncomfortable. Ghala then drove away the man who was not a mahram to Asha.
"Please take care of your attitude, young master. She's my wife" Ghala said stretching out one of her right arms.
Adhisty judged Maghala's attitude excessive and disrespectful. He hit his daughter-in-law's shoulder with a bag. Buk!
"Awh, Ma!" ghala was surprised, turning to Adhisty.
"What's? not polite with guests. I deliberately invited him here to be more private about business. You don't spoil his mood" Adhisty scolded, about to invite Sade in.
Maybe Adhisty was wrong with the man. Sade seemed to be still curious about Asha. He seduces the faithful ayu woman.
Adhisty felt that Sade was attracted to Asha, and a hint of plan flashed through his mind, a mysterious smile on the lips of the twilight woman.
Ashadiya began to be depressed, Maghala increasingly convinced that his wife did not like the presence of the male figure of the ideal colleague Adhisty.
"Please don't bother my wife, young master!" maghala said, repeating the sentence. This time he was standing in front of the Asha wheelchair.
Feeling Maghala protecting him, unknowingly Asha's right fingers stretched out, creeping firmly on the back of Ghala's shirt.
The deg!
"Yes, Asha was terrified. Who are you really?" inner Ghala.
"I just want to know him. She's too pretty to ignore, what's my fault?" sade complained, while rising up against Ghala.
"Because of Asha, my wife! are you still unclear? he's my is-tri!" ghala said, throwing a sharp glare at Sade.
"Duh, sorry young master Sade, my man is indeed Cyra's disgrace. Asha originally chose a man to make a husband. This is how it became. Just ignore it, let's go in," Adhisty asked as he slowly pulled Sade's arm.
The man looked down on Maghala, then waltzed away as Adhisty stepped into the residence.
After the departure of the two, Maghala turned around, then crouched down in front of Asha.
"You knew him before?" tanya Ghala was suspicious.
Ashadiya was just silent, he then pressed the button to the side to enter the residence to go to his room.
"OKAY. I won't ask you again. Come on, let's go to the doctor first" Ghala asked, holding back the wheelchair by holding the handle.
"Don't use a car. We went to the hospital on a motorbike. Your husband just had it," pointed Ghala at a two-wheeled vehicle parked not far from there.
Asha nodded, Maghala tied up his wife's long hair, then carried her and sat Asha on the motorbike. Wearing the helmet carefully to the girl's head and not forgetting to zip her jacket.
"Handle first. I folded the wheelchair" Ghala said later. Before long, they left Cyra's residence.
It was the first time Ashadiya had ever been on a two-wheeler. He clenched Ghala's body tightly as if afraid of falling.
"Asha, are you aware? the speed of my motorbike, no faster than the pedaling of my grandfather's bike in front of it," Maghala said, feeling Asha too scared, her stomach tight.
"Open your eyes first" Ghala's pinta returned.
Ashadiya felt silly, he then hit Ghala's back many times a sign that he was upset to have been fooled.
Instead of complaining of pain, Maghala even laughed out of his way to tempt Ashadiya. Handle gas, he pulled a little tight to make Asha scream.
"Let'sahh!" pekik Asha was shocked.
The young master Magenta, again laughed cheerfully while Asha beat up Ghala all the way. This man had no idea that the woman behind him had just commented on the sweet smile.
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