NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 55. THE NEW GHALA MISSION

Maghala's cell phone was unceasingly ringing, the knock on the door was intense, but Cyra's partner still faithfully coiled in the blanket, not poking all of it because their subconscious world was blooming beautifully.

Five minutes later.

Ashadiya heard all the commotion, he forced his eyelids open slowly.

"Mas! My mother!" call Asha a few times. He was unable to turn around because Maghala was firmly attached to his back. The right hand also tried to reach out, stroking Maghala's cheek gently.

"Bag, Honey. Mas Ghala's cell phone continued to sound, also the knock on the door did not stop since. Maybe there is something important for you, wake up first, Mas," whispered Asha, now rubbing the hair of the husband who is still asleep.

Maghala just squirms, but even more interesting Asha clinging to him even now the burly hand slips down the right chest of Asha so that it is more difficult to shift position.

"Yes, what's wrong?" asha is still in Ghala's arms.

The voice of the maid sounded. "Mr Hilmi contacted you, as well as Mr. Gani and the Great Lord. Mrs Denok has also been waiting, Miss," replied the maid did not mention her need to knock on the door since.

"For what, Ma'am?" sahut Asha again, trying to break away from Ghala's decrees. She was eager to open the door or reach out to her husband's device to get detailed information directly from Magenta's assistants.

"Ndon't know, Non. Mr. Gani just told Den Ghala to open his phone," the maid continued, still standing behind the door.

"Well, ma'am, thank you, yes" Asha said, just as she heard the maid leave the front area of their room.

Ashadiya Cyra forced all her might to push Ghala away so that now Asha's body was stretched, but what was done actually increasingly made him more pinched. Ghala made him a bolt.

Asha's head turned towards her husband, that handsome face even more so when sleeping like this. Princess Adhisty looked for a moment at the righteous young master Magenta.

The wall clock has shown at half-five in the afternoon, a sign that the stocking time will run out. They did not feel they had fallen asleep for nearly two hours after adventuring up the mountain through the valley like a Hatori ninja.

When Asha felt Ghala's eyelids were about to open, she pretended to shut her eyes. Instantly the hot memories of that afternoon filled his mind.

"Darling, take a yuk bath. That was wudhu doang." Maghala took off the piercings on Asha's legs and upper body, she grabbed the phone from the nightstand because she heard the faint sound of the thing ringing earlier.

Ghala opened the notifications, there are traces of calls that amounted to dozens of times, as well as dozens of messages from Hilmi and Gani. He glanced towards Asha who was beginning to shuffle down from the bed. As soon as possible, Ghala pulled the sexy body back against the shirtless field chest.

"Aah, Mum! take a bath, "Asha's whine doesn't care about Ghala.

"Sstt, put it first," he asked as he rubbed Asha's hair.

Trowels. Trowels. Maghala makes a call back to Gani and meloudspeaker so Asha can also hear.

"What's wrong?" ghala asked in a lazy voice typical of waking up. He instead stuck his face back on Asha's cheek.

"Young master Madaharsa will hold a marriage contract after Maghrib in the evening today, young master. You are expected to present with Madam Asha while carrying the Mahar that has been provided by young master Mada, in a drawer in his room closet ... please prepare eighteen million worth of cash as of today's date" Pinta Gani.

"Alhamdulillah. Okay, gifts and what about?" ghala asked, glancing towards Ashadiya who was speechless listening to their conversation.

"It has been prepared Mr. Hilmi" Gani concluded closing the call after Maghala agreed what was ordered for him.

The young master Magenta said nothing more, he immediately got up and ran around to the side of the bed to be able to carry Asha.

"You know what, I can do it myself. I can, no, no. Maaass!" Asha refused when the husband took her. He was still ashamed, deeply ashamed of Ghala at this time.

"Save time because I'm getting ready quickly."

"After my sister's wedding, we went to Solo first to meet someone there, honey. So, speeding yuk."

Brakes. The sound of the bathroom door being shut was loud using the feet by Ghala.

If the Cyra couple is busy matching their family uniform costumes. Another thing with Denok. He had been neat since he had waited for his master to leave the room.

Towards the Maghrib, the group prepared to leave.

Ashadiya was surprised by Denok's appearance, but Ghala chose silence and asked Asha not to reprimand for a while.

"Mas, saltum," whispered Asha very softly.

"Let's go first, time to pick up. He will change clothes there. I brought Hilmi's game, there's one motive and it doesn't suit my taste. It seems loose if you wear it, dear," Ghala replied, as she tidied up Asha's robe before closing the car door.

Ashadiya nodded. Denok is very beautiful but did Hilmi not tell him about the location of the marriage contract that requires polite and closed, could Janu's assistant deliberately prank Denok, thought Asha.

When the grooms car accompaniment began to enter the boarding school, Denok widened his eyes. He feels ridiculous. Hilmi did not tell me in detail. The man simply asked her to prepare to attend a lavish wedding.

Denok's face immediately panicked. He was reluctant to get out of the car even though Asha had already persuaded him. Forced, the Cyra couple left Denok waiting in a car with a robe that Ghala had prepared there.

A few minutes passed, as the recitation of the holy verse of the Quran sounded. As Hilmi approached Ghala's car, she tapped on the left side of the glass where Denok sat back against the window.

"Not down? I accompany changing clothes there," persuaded Hilmi while pointing to the North where a special public toilet for female visitors is located.

Denok turned his head, turned off the fruit slice game he was playing and opened the door. The girl came down and was ready to spew lava like Sinabung mountain. "No need, Denok is not important for the Magenta family. Not knowing who young master Mada is also his partner. I'm recording this as Mr. Hilmi's debt only, how?"

Denok stood majestically before Hilmi, though his hands were crossed in front of his chest. She was wearing a black skirt suit with Sabrina's neck showing one of her smooth shoulders. The ponytail hair was styled with a mini-cepol style and dangled part of the hair on the left right side of his face. Very natural plus thin polish all nu-de.

For a moment Hilmi was stunned. The hut looks different than usual. A guilty feeling ambushed the inner assistant Janu. She didn't think this girl had the totality of appreciating someone even if it wasn't directly related to her.

"Sorry." Hilmi lowered her head, bowing her body in official apology.

Seeing Maghala's assistant show an official attitude, Denok immediately helped justify his founding position. He knows manners.

"Well!" the boisterous noise of the audience in the hall of the lodge blurred the conversation between Denok and Hilmi.

"Change clothes, will you or will you leave here?" hilmi said he offered a choice, no longer wanted to joke.

If Hilmi feels guilty, then Denok is not. He intends to retaliate. "Go from here," Denok replied, with a faint smile implying something in his brain.

The assistant nodded approvingly, and he went to get his car, leaving Denok temporarily where he was.

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Jakarta, Gate of foreign arrivals. At the same time.

An ayu-looking woman had just set foot back into the homeland. He was welcomed by the fans as well as the handsome man of his best friend.

"Welcome home, Baby," she said as their two views clashed.

"Haaaii, thank you for taking the time to pick me up," the woman replied, in a spoiled tone, hugging the man who greeted her.

The cry of the fans only he responded with a wave of hands as it passed out the arrival gate.

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