Not the Hope Husband

Inheritor

"Oh, don't call me Aden, Bi. I'm not a noble so just call me names." Fatir felt bad about Aden's call.

"Not what Den," reply bi Ijah while washing.

"I look at you cute too yeah, find out where the hell is Viona. Even if the word papa is only a merchant, but also handsome." Rumi's Voice. Make the one there look at him.

"Den, go upstairs. Don't ladenin Non Rumi," tell bi Ijah. Voice slowly.

The fatir who previously gave a smile. According to the word bi Ijah, with his wide steps he climbed the stairs to Viona's room.

Rumi delicates on bi Ijah. Staring dislike, then glaring somewhere.

Click!

Fatir's door handle swiveled and entered, her eyes immediately found Viona in front of the mirror combing her hair.

"Your clothes are ready, on the bed. Shower there in the wind." Viona's voice without turning her head because she saw Fatir from the reflection of the mirror.

"Oh, yes." Fatir nodded and took his steps to the bathroom. A minute later, he appeared from behind the door. "Is there laundry soap?"

Viona turned her head to look at Fatir who only saw his face. He knitted his beautiful eyebrows. "What is laundry soap made of?"

"Eh .. Make a face wash! he he he .. make nyuci Non." Fatir pulled his lips smiling.

It was seen Viona sighing long, then saying. "His dirty clothes are in place. It'll be washed in the same machine Auntie."

"But-"

"Don't but-but. Here there's an assistant, if necessary in the laundry." Obviously Viona, then continue to wear body lotion at the foot level and smooth it.

Fatir scratched his nape. "What assistant. What's wrong with doing it yourself."

Hearing Fatir's words, Viona glanced back. "Who said? the work in this room I do myself never asked the assistant to take care of it." Little snorting.

Fatir smelled his smile. Then shut the door again. In place already separated toothpaste complete with shampoo, there are also special needs for men such as face wash, such as Gillette foamy and shaver.

Fatir observed one by one, he was astonished because this morning all this did not exist. "So morning, this feeling wasn't all."

About fifteen minutes later Fatir came out with a towel around his waist. Water from the hair seemed to drip. Her eye bead found Viona sitting on the shoulder of the bed with the laptop on her lap.

Fatir took his clothes that had been provided on the bed, then returned to the bathroom. Viona just glanced at him with her eyes.

Again in the memory of Fatir shadowed smooth legs Viona who was wearing a body lotion and body syntax that shows the curves. "Ah ... why should I imagine that?" repeatedly shaking his head. After all he was a normal man, let alone one he saw his own wife.

When you get out of the bathroom. Fatir saw Viona was asleep leaning back, he approached and went up. "Non?" ogre.

But there was no response from Viona, just the sound of regular breathing from her nose.

Fatir shakes. "Just been awake, suddenly asleep again." Slowly take his laptop Fatir closed and stored on the table. His eyes kept staring at Viona's face. To the extent that drowsiness again attacked both eyes Fatir.

The day has passed and the night is dark and silent. There was nothing important that Viona and Fatir had done this day other than sleeping.

Currently Oma is gathering with a ceremony and a notary, preparing a dossier for the signing of inheritance rights that will be handed over to Viona as the sole right of all Yani group's wealth.

Other families are starting to appear there.

Viona who was still in the room, was preparing herself. While Fatir sat on the couch watching television.

"Come, down?" Viona invites Fatir to come with her.

Fatir. "Make what?"

"Make a witness, don't ask too many questions. Just follow why?" grouse Viona.

"A lot of people ask me how Non? once man. Keep going to the abyss! should I follow it too without preventing it?"

"Iih ... a lot of talking yes long time, oh yes." Viona looked annoyed.

Viona rolled her eyeballs, feeling annoyed at Fatir who was getting here looking ugly. "Can you shut up?" Slightly pointed.

"Ups! fierce too! so scared." Fatir came before the road and opened the door.

"Wait?"

Fatir stood up without turning his body. Viona walked up and stood in front of the man, observing Fatir's somewhat disheveled appearance. By reflex he smoothed out the appearance of Fatir.

Fatir just looked at Viona's behavior.

"It should look clean and tidy. Can't look shabby, let alone cute. I don't like it." Look at the back.

Fatir did not respond to Viona's words, other than standing up straight.

"Have you, yu street?" Viona walked first. Fatir followed from behind.

All had gathered waiting for Viona the sole heir, after Viona sat there wasting no more time, just signing. As a surrender all assets belonging to Yani group moved into the hands of Viona.

"Sir, is it not wrong everything above is called Viona? I don't agree." Ask Mr. Suryo as Bu Yani's younger brother and express his disapproval.

"Why wrong? he's my grandson! you as my sister already have a share of a number of assets from me, and where is the fault?" looking at the sister.

"I'm his only brother, Ma'am-"

"But you have got the rights of Mrs Yani, so you have no right to forbid Mrs Yani to leave all her property to her granddaughter. But if you don't get any rights at all, you have the power to ask for the rights of a younger brother. After all, all the property, all the assets belong to the Madam from her own hard work, not from the legacy of parents. Isn't that so, madam?" the lawyer looked at Ms. Yani.

Bu Yani immediately responded to her with a nod.

Viona's netra swept eyes watching the younger sister of Omanya and her children. He already knows that the Omanya treasure will be a struggle one day.

As my brother, I gave my brothers a part, you sign it. Don't protest too much if I don't want to take it back." Obviously, Bu Yani was looking at his sisters.

With a heart that protests. They put his signature on. In the prepared file.

When it was over, everyone gathered at the dinner table for dinner together. Fatir remained faithful to accompany Viona. Earlier, Viona's eyes caught Rumi's strange attitude towards Fatir. Although there is no feeling but still there is dislike, present in the depths of Viona's heart.

Rumi was seductive, while Fatir himself lowered his face even more. Viona looked at Rumi with a dislike look.

After eating. Some went home including lawyers and notaries, only the Rusadi family who gathered in the family room.

Fatir is still a stranger to the family. Making her feel uneasy, she glanced at Viona while whispering. "You need to get wind in the garden." And Viona responded with a nod.

''Where are you going?'' rumi asked when she saw Fatir coming out of the group.

''Look for the wind to the park, '' Fatir said.

''Follow dong ...'' Rumi hurried up from her seat following Fatir's footsteps.

Viona stared at the departure of Fatir who was followed by Rumi.

At the park, Fatir picked up a cigarette. Looking at the pitch black sky without a single star shining there.

"A cigarette?" asked Rumi who was sitting near Fatir.

"Yes, but not much." Fatir glanced at Rumi.

"Oh, but still the smoker's name." Rumi smiled and bravely took a cigarette from Fatir's finger.

Fatir bengong saw Rumi acting rich so that he bravely smoked his cigarette.

Ripples of footsteps rang out from within approaching towards them ....

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