Paid's Son-in-law

03.Matres

Arriving at the living room, Hajar directed his gaze towards the old woman sitting alone on the sofa. Hajar turned his gaze to every corner of the room looking for a man who would marry her, but did not.

Where is my future husband?, when he did not come. Hajar sat down while stepping his feet towards his future-in-law while smiling.

"Well! the beauty of my daughter-in-law" praised Mrs Belinda.

Hajar further widened his smile and greeted his future mother-in-law." Good afternoon Auntie!."

Although his future father-in-law was his mother's best friend, Hajar did not recognize the woman who was no longer young. Because Hajar was never involved with his mother's association. Or occasionally accompany his mother arisan.

"Good day too!" Mistress Belinda received Hajar's helping hand, and pulled him to sit beside her.

"Where is my husband's future aunt? ops !" Hajar covered his mouth with his hands, then nodded. Makes Miss Misra and Lady Belinda laugh together.

"He can't come, because he has to finish his work before your wedding day" replied Mrs Belinda.

"Oh, that's Auntie!" Hajar's smile turned slightly sour.

Mistress Belinda who was sitting next to him, rubbed her head from behind.

"Hows it? you want to be Aunt's daughter-in-law?."

Hajar did not immediately reply, he turned his gaze towards Mother Misra who was sitting on the sofa across from him.

"If you want to be Aunt's daughter-in-law. Like Auntie said to your mother. Aunty will give you ten billion. Aunty will give you the dowry of a luxury car unit, limitid edicion. And later you will also definitely get alimony necessities for life every month from aunty" said Mrs Belinda.

Make Hajar's mind soar to the future.Then without thinking what kind of man will marry him.Hajar immediately nodded haughty head with a face blushing and eyes bulging.

"If you manage to give aunty a grandchild, aunty will give a share in the generosity of the aunt's husband." continued Mrs Belinda again to make Hajar more confident to be his son-in-law.

"Serious aunt?" Hajar increasingly threw his eyes towards Madam Belinda.

"Seriously dong, auntie time lies !"Mistress Belinda rubbed Hajar's head back with a smile.

"If Hajar can give you a grandson with Auntie Two! three ! four! five!. Will the prize be added?" tanya Hajar enthusiastically without shame.

It seems like her materialistic illness is getting inflamed to hear of the gift Mrs Belinda offered her.

"Of course, one grandchild's one percent stake."

"Okeh! I'm ready to get married. But now as a down payment, I need funds to take care of myself to the salon" said Hajar.

"It doesn't matter" Belinda opened her purse, took out a magic card and gave it to Hajar.

"ah! thanks Auntie!" Hajar immediately took the card from the hands of Mrs Belinda.

"Go spend some time, but remember!, three more days, your wedding day with your aunt" Belinda said.

It doesn't matter to Mrs Belinda, if the Hajar she chose as her daughter-in-law is a matre girl. Importantly for her, her son got married and gave grandchildren for her.

"Yes Auntie! thanks for the generosity Aunt. Hajar promised, later will be a good son-in-law to Auntie" Hajar stood up from his seat and slightly bent his body to pay his respects.

"And also promised to be a good wife to aunty's son!" added Mrs Belinda.

"Ready Aunt! then, Hajar excuse me. Once again, thank you for the card" After Hajar entered the hand of Mistress Belinda, Hajar also greeted the mother who just sat smiling from earlier, and then, and went straight back to his room to get the bag and the car keys, then back down to go. Hajar will go to the salon, and of course shop.

"Are you not worried? your treasure is dredged with my daughter. He is very matre. He just broke up his girlfriend for not being able to fulfill his wishes" asked Ms. Misra after Hajar was not seen again.

"I think she's a funny girl!" mrs Belinda smiled."

"Let it be, that's why I chose a wife for him who is still a child. Let her head hurt against her behavior" replied Mrs Belinda.

"I see my son's life is too flat, not colorful at all" he added.

Misra's mother sighed, in fact she felt sorry for marrying her daughter to a man who was no longer young. But because his best friend kept begging and compassionate to him, in order to give his daughter to be a daughter-in-law. Finally Mum misra negotiated, asking for a lot of money for her daughter.

"Hopefully Hajar would not be surprised to see her husband." Misra's mother sighed again." I'm afraid she's embarrassed and chose to run away from marriage" she said.

"I want to bring them together after Ijab kabul. So that neither of them can escape" replied Mrs Belinda.

"Hopefully the wedding will go well!" said Misra again.

The conversation between the two women continued all the way to the dinner table. Until it doesn't feel like it's afternoon. And Lady Belinda finally said goodbye to go home.

"Jeng! then I'll go home first!." Mrs Belinda stood up from the dining table chair at Ms. Misra's house.

"Yes Jeng!" Reply Miss Misra, come stand up from her chair, step her foot following Lady Belinda to take her to the front of the house. After Mrs Belinda left with her vehicle. Misra's mother went back inside the house.

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The Kurniawan family mansion. Chandra stood on the balcony terrace of her room while talking to someone over the phone. Although his body was confined within the room, but his mind could not be stopped from doing something.

"Watch the girl, and send her a picture of her face through the phone!" chandra's orders to someone.

"Good boss!" obedient man behind the phone.

"Hm !" Chandra muttered and then turned off his phone.

Shortly waiting, the cellphone still in his hand sounded a sign of a message coming in. Chandra immediately opened a message in the form of a photo and vidio of a girl walking towards a salon in the mall.

"Uhuk uhuk uhuk !" suddenly Chandra coughed cough to see the photo of the girl in his handphone.

Then Chandra opens the vidio message sent to his phone. To pay more attention to the girl he knew. Seeing the girl inside the vidio was the girl who had puked her shirt last night at the Club, Chandra could not believe it. Until Chandra throws his eyes to make sure once again the girl in the picture and the vidio.

"Oh my God, Mama, there's no younger girl to marry!" geram Chandra hardened his jaw.

Chandra's body weakens, considering the girl is Bryan's former lover, his personal assistant.

'I hope it's not the girl I'll marry..Oh God!'.

If that's true, it'll be put where it's on its face. Marrying his own former lover. And the girl is still a child, who deserves to be her child.

"Mr..!" Chandra again growled not accept will marry the young girl. Chandra really wants to be angry with his mother.

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Her full name is Hajar Nataya Callista Isti. He was only eighteen years old, a week ago he had just finished his graduation exam. And at that time, Hajar was decided by Bryan's ex-lover. Karna asked for a two-week vacation ticket to an island with a friend.

And that's not all he asked Bryan, as a gift for being able to complete the exam smoothly. Hajar also asked for a private jet to fly to the island. Makes Bryan end up deciding.

Now that the girl who would reach her goal of becoming a rich tajir twisted it, was done with the care of her entire limbs. Only a matter of days, he will step his feet with his chin raised, carrying a bag worth one unit kpr house stuck in the fold of his elbow. Shoes worth one motor unit stick on both feet. Diamond rings, diamond necklaces, diamond bracelets, diamond earrings, will decorate her body. And hopefully, Hajar doesn't replace his teeth with diamonds either.

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