NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 53. MY OWN HUMAIRA

"Humaira, she's my little best friend, Layla Akhmaloka Haidar, the youngest daughter of om Haidar, grandfather's sidekick," Ghala said, rubbing Asha's shoulders gently as she introduced them.

Deghs. "Yumira?" Angan the girl flew to the past, when her little friend said if she met a woman who had reddish cheeks, she would call Humaira. "Ghala, have you found your future woman?"

Ashadiya turned to the side, Maghala was still the same looking at him, full of gentleness with shady eyes and a sweet smile.

Even ayu women, returned the smile of the husband, then turned to look at the tall woman who stood not far from them. Asha, start reaching out while greeting.

"Hello, I'm Asha" he said, smiling sweetly and hanging his right hand in the air.

Layla was unmoved, she was still digesting Ghala's sentence because she was reviewing past memories with a handsome man in front.

"Is in front of me still the same Layla Akhmaloka?" ghala looked on with a flat gaze, not liking his wife to be ignored.

Layla was shocked, conscious of her daydream. He hurriedly welcomed Asha's helping hand. "Layla Akhma" he said. "Ehm, Ghala, are you here long?" keep Layla.

Maghala got up, grabbed Asha's fingers and grasped them tightly. He just didn't want Asha to think that would not be Layla's figure. (🥰)

"This bettor we're leaving" Maghala replied, knowing that Layla must have had a pent-up desire.

Layla stares alternately at Cyra's partner, hesitatingly wanting to ask for Ghala's mobile number. Want to attract a handsome man pulled over but he was holding Asha's fingers.

Maghala crouched down again, pulled the wheelchair brake lever and ready to leave in front of Layla to return home.

"I can, Mom. Me alone," said Asha softly, holding down Ghala's right hand as she was about to release the restraint near the front wheel.

"Your hands will be dirty, dear," Ghala replied no less affectionate, holding Asha's hand and peeling her. He was happy, Asha called him Mas.

Layla is increasingly seeing their sweet interaction so that the desire she is holding is spoken.

"May I have your contact number?" layla asked frankly, looking forward to Ghala.

The Cyra couple looked at each other for a moment, Maghala got back up. "Ehm, I can" he said as he reached out to Layla's phone.

Ashadiya looked down, it was her husband's right and she couldn't ban it. Layla's eyes sparkled as Ghala granted her wish.

Maghala returned the friend's phone, then resigned. He knew, Asha felt disappointed and wanted to ask for an explanation. To that end, Ghala kissed her head gently and stroked Asha's left cheek with her thumb before pushing the wheelchair out of the lobby.

While waiting for Hilmi to bring the car in front of them, Denok has arrived on the outside terrace of Magenta company with his employers' luggage.

"Now, it's been a while?" asha asked greeting the personal assistant.

"New, Non. I just brought all Miss and Den Ghala's belongings from there. Kan om-om's room was locked," he chuckled Denok while pointing to three suitcases lined up near his feet.

Before long, Hilmi's car stopped in front of them. Janu's assistant only glanced at the girl with the ponytail at a glance, and had no intention of helping to raise her master's suitcase.

Ghala lifts Asha to the car, either because Ashadiya is more ayu after hijab or indeed Maghala who is kasmaran. He kissed his wife's forehead many times while in his carry while Hilmi opened the middle car door.

"Mas!" whispered Asha was unwell worried that many pairs of eyes saw her.

Maghala did not heed, he even dared to steal the moment if Hilmi did not see. Ghala also confirmed the location of the game also put a cushion for the waist of Asha so as not to ache and then close the door and rotate to sit from the other end.

Denok had trouble arranging the suitcase so Ghala helped the girl while folding and raising her wheelchair.

"Om Hilmi crushes, Nok. You didn't finish the goods" Ghala said as he closed the trunk.

"Snake, Den. Boxer time everywhere, I am ogah, not bininya as well. So that was tidying up the hotel clerk, and directly in the laundry. They said they would be escorted to Magenta's house," Denok said while grinning.

Maghala smiled. Hilmi over time widowed so began to look at and slam even though the performance never disappoints. The young master Magenta nodded and asked Denok to board immediately to the car.

Hilmidar still bent his face when Denok sat beside him. The luxury car drove slowly away from the company towards the Magenta residence.

On its way.

Asha just kept quiet, she remembered Layla's figure who was very au and felt worth it to Maghala. Want to ask but disinclined if not the husband who explained.

"Layla's just a little friend, Asha. No one," said Ghala slowly, she shifted her seat to stick tight with Asha. His left hand also wrapped around Sakha's young mistress' shoulder.

"But he saw Mas kayak like that" Ashadiya's great-grandson turned a glance as he twisted the tip of his hijab.

Ting. Asha's cell phone notification reads. The seducer woman reached into her bag, then pulled out the flat object to look at the pop-up.

A foreign number sent him a message. Asha was curious to open the chat.

"Ghala, this is my number, please keep it. We will talk again ... Layla," said Asha, spelling out the words she read, the face with blushing cheeks and turning towards Ghala.

The young master Magenta pretended not to know that Asha was watching him while smiling.

C-ups. A brief kiss landed on Maghala's cheek to make the owner of the body turn his head.

"Understand it now? if you want to just talk, you have to go through you, because I have no interest whatsoever in him," said Ghala, looking into Asha's dark brown-eye bead.

"Well, I thought so.." - Asha's great-grandson, embarrassed to be caught jealous.

"Asha!" call Ghala, gently whispering in the ear of this down-turned woman.

The youngest daughter Adhisty turned, and...

For now, Maghala was only able to temper Asha's turmoil with something that would make his wife feel at peace. She knows women need reassurance about feelings. Perhaps Ghala's words and actions did not necessarily make Asha calm because their closeness had only been established in recent months.

Hilmi glanced from the rearview mirror inside, a typical unfiltered speech came back to the surface. Hilmi forgets, she is upset with Denok but Ghala's actions trigger her lips to insinuate the young master.

"Now, want to learn off road? let's be smart about it, but close to Cibubur, the name is also off road," said Hilmi turned to Denok while Cyra's partner cool behind.

Denok felt, young master Magenta was fondling his female employer. He was about to turn his head but was stopped by Hilmidar because the man's hand was leaning on his seat headband.

"Off road Cibubur what?" replied Denok, turning to Hilmidar, not looking back.

Maghala, just a little taste something that teases her faith since earlier, also to dampen the emotions of Asha in front of the two people who do not need to know the story of her past.

"Ck, it's amateur!" cibir Hilmi, glancing at a glance with the tail of his eyes.

"What, Cibubur?" urgently Denok turned his head towards Hilmi until his sitting position shifted.

"Ciu-man rush .. noh, that cake in the back. Young master Maghala, please go to Cibulan. We've arrived" Hilmi said, pulling the brake lever up just as the car stopped at the Magenta residence voye.

Denok, spontaneously hit Hilmi with his bag. It's always vulgar. This time, the widower dared to flirt.

"What else, Cibulan?" ghala asked as she went down, provoked by Hilmi's words while Asha was ashamed of her husband's attitude that started the bar-bar.

"Oh, om-om gatel!" swear Denok, push many buttons on the panel, upset the door is stuck can not be opened.

"Garukin dong, already know the gatel," kekeh Hilmi still coolly tease Denok, while dispelling the girl's punch. He held the door lock after Maghala came down earlier.

"The kiss needs to be continued" Hilmi exclaimed to Ghala as her young master sat Asha in a wheelchair, busy fending off the attack of Tarzan.

"Open up! I'm going down!" Denok began to run out of patience.

"Nok, horrify first. I want to talk seriously .. pierce them yes," said Hilmi holding both arms Denok, eyes elangnya stare fixed the girl but her fingers had pressed the key to the door so it can be opened again.

The girl was silent, sat down with Hilmidar. "Where are you going?" reply slowly. Denok brushed off Hilmi's hand from both wrists.

"Go home and settle here again. Don't miss, yes," Kekeh Hilmi still saw Denok, now his arm leaned against the steering wheel and let the girl down.

Denok swerved when he had pulled the lever and pushed the car door open. "During eating instant noodles with rice, never ngarep can be happyin children people!" Blugs.

Dhuars. Hilmidar laughed crisply. His heart was broken again by the girl.

"Hoy!" call Hilmi, bring down the glass, when Denok slams the door of his car. "Haifa, he's so noisy."

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