Not my Husband

Little Child

A famous restaurant became his goal and Silvia. Tell the driver to wait in front of the restaurant. What the hell happened? Margaretha and Silvia changed her clothes in the toilet, then came out through the back of the restaurant.

They had planned it well, even a temporary residence. Save their cash, which is nothing.

A small contract became his goal, after getting off the taxi car. Margaretha let out a rough sigh, no bigger than the boarding houses she and Fino had once occupied. How's things? Is he safe? I don't know, even though maybe Rion and Fino's dead bodies have become disembodied. Drifting in the river where the bus had an accident, but that was his only hope for a quiet life.

The hope he has is difficult to achieve, if he is more patient to live a difficult life with Fino...

Margaretha's hands clenched her tears. A good husband? Fino's been trying, even with his sickly body.

"Sorry ..." Sivia clasped her daughter's hands, only one word was spoken from her mute lips. Her daughter, who was still unstable, left her husband and son because of seditious words from her.

Living a simple home life? Maybe that's what he'll do, from now on. Until finding information on Rion's whereabouts, although it is impossible.

Not bringing Queen and Desi? His two daughters have become celebrities, Gerald will not kill them. Moreover, just like his message to his two daughters, to search for Rion was secretly using their connection. Escape, when Leony has bad intentions on them. Everything was planned well.

Margaretha let out a rough sigh, trying to smile entering her small boarding house. Looking for a job with the name Gigi, just to survive. This is the end of a young lady who prefers an arrogant CEO like a dream man in a novel or comic. Take away the feeling of love from the sickly man who truly loves him.

***

A tooth? That was the temporary identity he wore. Being an office girl company is not so big for her. Not so big? Of course, because of his family company that has branches in several countries. Leading companies, inherited by generations. The results of ancestral sweat, to his father.

His eyes took a peek observing a new employee who sighed many times. Really looking sleepy watching the pile of files, Margaretha's face began to smile, the son of the owner of this company that people were talking about. Probably the same age as Rion.

Does she have a boyfriend? I don't know, but it looks nice to talk to him. Dividing a special sweet, her family recipe with her. The woman, who was pregnant, offered Margaretha a job.

Sazi is the name of his new master. The woman who hired him in an empty elite apartment.

Sazi rarely occupied her, the woman who gave Margaretha a pile of files to work on. While every Sazi comes to the apartment just always painting. Beautiful painting, looks worthless cheap.

Mrs. R. that's the name on the corner of the painting. Mrs R. What are the initials of the child's father, in the womb? Women who always eat sweets made by Silvia.

Sometimes a strange premonition always seeped in Margaretha.

The apartment is now empty, it has been about two days Sazi did not return, after carrying two large boxes of sweets specifically made by Silvia. Margaretha's hands dancing quickly on the laptop came to a halt, her eyes slightly glancing towards the cloth-covered canvas.

"No way.." he muttered, recalling the name of Sazi's initials in the corner of the painting, Mrs. R. It can't be Miss Rion, right? Maybe it is just a coincidence that Sazi who is pregnant likes sweets made by Silvia which actually has a warm flavor derived from ginger. A strange sweet taste, not just sugar, but using other unusual spices. Something that only his late father liked. The generation of sons inherits his family.

But for a moment then the curiosity gets more attached to him. His heart is beating fast, maybe Rion is still alive and married to a beautiful daughter from the middle to upper class.

Margaretha shook her head, sighing harshly in light of her son's likeness when SMU. The fat man who was moving slowly, was really slow. Like a flirty boss in a movie or novel. A Sazi is married to Rion, two words 'impossible.'

If Rion were alive, he would probably be 30 years old. Having a family of her own, might end up like Fino being a porters, marrying a simple woman who is not so pretty. Maybe his son-in-law is barking or black? No problem, he just had to accept it, chested.

That's why his son, the good-natured fat man."Sorry.." murmured Margaretha tried to smile realizing how bitter her son's life was. A late-growing maturity of a rich family princess. The people who loved him disappeared.

***

Quickly a few things were put into the trolley. Don't want to look like one.

I wait patiently in front of the cashier table. Margaretha sighed many times, hoping the queue would move immediately, but the two people whose groceries were being counted, were shopping for two full trolleys at once.

A man and a beautiful woman, body shape? Don't ask again.

"Dady.." call him spoiled tendering on the man's arm. While Margaretha who was waiting in line behind them thinned her lips to hold back her laughter. Seen from behind almost the age it turns out the man may be much older.

The man pushed the young woman's head, then shifted to stand slightly away from her. Some of the people lining up behind followed along in astonished whispers, holding back their laughter.

"Don't be so oppa (brother in Korean). I'll take her place in your heart." Vanessa's words are shameless, the woman who's immune to pursuing Fino. The widowed owner of several outlets, a fairly handsome face at the age of Fino who is no longer young. Added to the loving nature. An ex-wife who completely squandered the perfect man. That's what Vanessa has in her heart.

The pretty-faced flight attendant with the seductive body came back closer."Brother ... Tonight I'm staying?"

Fino clenched her forehead, still turning her back to Margaretha. Not knowing the ex desperately held back his laughter.

"Honey, let's take responsibility." asked Vanessa, intending to use the crowd in a public place. So that Fino would be willing to accept it.

"In charge?" Fino clenched her forehead laughing.

While the people in the back queue listened carefully. Seeing Fino as an irresponsible man.

"Responsible, for it has melted my heart. I will love and take good care of your child. We're married, right?" vanessa Pinta.

"My son is 30 years old. How do you care for him? Wear diapers? Teaching him to walk? Or bathe? Then you will fight a fistfight with my son-in-law." words from Fino's mouth that began to look to the side.

Margaretha's laughter right behind them stopped. His hands suddenly trembled...

"I like you." Vanessa's words tendered back to Fino's arm.

The woman clenched her forehead. Fino is indeed a time of courtship until married typical frog faithful. Sorry wrong, faithful man, never glanced at another dedemit. But now at the age that was no longer young, there was an approaching dedemit.

"You're having an affair?" margaretha asked suddenly without any logic, opening her mask to her chin. Separating two people of different ages.

A moment later Margaretha realized something was wrong. Laughing himself shut his mouth, put his mask back on. He really doesn't think before he acts."I got the wrong guy!!" he said quickly put down the original shopping. Running as hard as you can out of the minimarket holds back the embarrassment.

While Fino was silent, her eyes narrowed looking towards a single point, the door where Margaretha came out. The old frog, who suddenly smiled smirked.

"That's an ugly witch, isn't it?" vanessa asked who recognized Margaretha's face.

"Little children, it's best to go home, drink milk, then go to bed." murmured Fino.

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