Not the Hope Husband

Noisier

"What the hell is this talking about?" Viona is getting annoyed at the father who continues to corner them both. "It used to be that Vi used to come home late at night even late at night. Go home alone, no problem! why is it that now there is a guard, even Papa is concerned?"

"What's this about? noisier at night," scolded Asri from behind the door.

Fatir immediately came closer to grab and kissed the hands of Asri and Oma Yani who were following behind.

"Rolls, no shame in seeing people, coming in?" said oma Yani.

"I want to go home. Viona's home, Om." Fatir direct parting.

"Well, I'm in a hurry, Nak Fatir, go in first, we eat first," said Ms. Asri and oma Yani nodded in agreement.

"Thank You Aunt and Oma." Fatir nodded respectfully, then turned around briefly staring at Viona, then passed leaving the Viona residence. Carrying an umbrella in hand. Before going to shake hands with Mr. Rusadi. But on the edge it is rough.

"The young man. Have no shame," said Mr. Rusadi as he walked in.

The others come in. Viona also climbed the stairs. With an upset heart, angry with the attitude of the father who did not wear on Fatir.

Viona threw her bag. Then enter the bathroom, want to eliminate the stifling feeling of the chest, Maybe by soaking will reduce the feeling of anxiety that stifles the chest.

"Huh, if it wasn't for that purpose, I wouldn't want to get married either. But Fatir .. he's a good man." Viona's muttering.

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Fatir is selling. Accompany his sisters. "You have to thank Ms. Viona for giving you both a new phone, good again" Fatir told her sisters.

"Yes, Mas. We're grateful, and we also remember that we're going to use this thing as well as we can." Sidar nodded.

"Tuh ... right? There's an order of 10 cups of cheese cassava and 10 cups of banana." Adam pointed at his new phone that had just received the order.

"Yes, thank God ... have you, the spirit there?" Fatir was pleased.

"Well .. I also got orders for this, 15 servings of chicken noodles. Let's get it ready." Sidar cheering. Fatir immediately prepared the order.

"You help Mas Adam, while the chicken noodles are ready," tell Fatir there's Sidar.

"Good Mas." Sidar obeyed the orders of his brother.

Once ready, each of them delivers the order with the same motor.

A car carrying chairs, a dining table and a sofa set came. The driver asked Fatir Irawan's address, because there was a shipment of goods.

It just so happened that Fatir asked himself. But clearly, Fatir did not feel ordered these items.

"That's my name and the address is also correct. But I didn't order it all Mas" elak Fatir.

"But the address of the recipient and the name of the recipient are the same. There's no way the counter party would have sent here if no one had ordered Mas." both of them were both muddy.

"But I never ordered any of this. There's also no money to pay for it." Fatir still kekeh fear of having to pay.

"This, it's already paid for. Just accept it."

Fatir ruffled his hair in frustration. "Mistake your address." Fatir. Someone bought another chocolate banana.

Eventually the driver called someone. Ask the truth and remain the same if the item belongs to Fatir Irawan. The driver looked at Fatir who was serving the buyer. When he finished, the driver explained. "These messages are all in the name of Viona Nurulita's mother, and are intended by Fatir Irawan. If you don't believe me, please talk to the guy."

Finally Fatir spoke to the driver who said the order was. "Oh, why not confirm? I don't feel like ordering so obviously I refuse, if that's the case," Fatir told the person.

"Alright, just put it down." Fatir returned the driver's cell phone.

Adam and Sidar are shocked, seeing Mas take down the dining table and a set of sofas. "Mas.who's this?"

Fatir looked at the younger brother who parked his motorbike. "Help nurunin first."

Sidar immediately went up and lowered the sofa. Followed by Adam who again asked. "Who does Mas have?" curious.

"Bring to the house. Miss Viona." Fatir Reply.

"The one who asked?" asked Adam in amazement.

Fatir was silent for a moment. Seeing the sister very tight. "Mas never begs." Evidently.

"His beautiful sister, isn't she here, is she?" sidar asked Fatir who was carrying the sofa with him.

"Work," he said briefly.

The neighbors nodded and praised. "Wah .. great bu Afiah buy chairs and sofas at once." Neighbor whispers, some even speak directly.

Fatir and his two younger siblings just smiled. No one explained that. Fatir really felt anxious. With the kindness of Viona, while the attitude of the father really did not wear on him.

There is no meeting today. Except to meet the voice earlier on the driver's phone carrying pornitur. Fatir was sitting and enjoying a cigarette on his finger. While waiting for the buyer, it just so happened to stay a little longer.

While cassava and bananas are selling out. Sidar and Adam went home, and Fatir told his mother to go to the hospital.

"Mas, I'm coming?" the voice of a woman wearing white clothes.

Fatir looked up at the direction of the figure. "Soraya?" fatir muttered and soared to his feet. "Gapain come here?"

"Oh, Mas .. That's very, very rich don't like me to come. Don't you think it's the same with me, Mas?" Soraya immediately sat on the bench that was available.

"Eh, it's not like that. How can you not say?" ralat Fatir is back.

"I miss, Mom." Soraya sat closer. Without awkwardly holding Fatir's hand.

Fatir tried to stay away. "It's not good if anyone sees it. If there is a buyer, also look at the passing. A little bit away."

"Why the hell? the new rich. We've been dating for years." Soraya's seat is getting more and more.

Fatir stands. It just so happens that a buyer comes along.

Soraya's a little pouting. Then approached. "Darling, yu street? bete nih." Holding Fatir's hand.

"I'm still selling, take a look." Fatir pointed to the sale.

"A little bit again, make me dong. Hungry for this."

"Well, I'll make something special for you." Fatir immediately prepared it for the lover, Soraya.

In a short time Soraya also devoured the chicken noodles made by Fatir.

Fatir's lips smiled, looking at the lover who was like a starving man.

"Mas, I'm going to your house, okay? haven't been there in a long time." Soraya stands.

Fatir. "Okay, there's something new at home. It could be Soraya's question, this can't happen." Inner Fatir.

"Eh .. said he wanted to walk, just wait here. My sales are running out, too" stop Fatir.

He called Adam, happened to have not gone to the hospital. To replace the sale. Then he texted him, if there is Soraya and he will take him to the road so as not to go home first, can berabe if you know the new chair and sofa.

Not long after, Adam came. "Yes, your brother is coming." Adam's eyes glanced at Soraya. "Eh, there's a Big Brother."

"Yes." Yeah." Soraya brief.

"Ih. The beautiful mother is jutek, but not as cute as her times. The rich man is like the Raya of his people" Adam murmured in his heart.

"Mas, please take a walk for Soraya" said Fatir semabari raising eyebrows with a smile.

"OK, Mum. Yes ... little more ..." said Adam. "Eh, Mum. Today's beautiful mom didn't come, did she?" half whispered.

For a moment Fatir's eyes looked at his sister, but there was no promise or event with him. "No."

Later, Fatir piggybacked Soraya away from the place. Adam looked at the departure of his brother. "I don't understand, it's still in the courtship. Another one to marry?" Adam put both his shoulders.

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Fatir motorbike parked sweetly on the coast. Both walked and joined hands. Every now and then Soraya puts her head on the lover's shoulder ....

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