Retaliation Fat Wife Who Is In Vain

Prof Wilson

Episode #42

  Asyifa immediately approached the little girl who had fallen down earlier, "Are you okay?" ask Asyifa worriedly.

Asyifa crouched down and helped the child of Keumala's age stand up, then Ashifa patted the child's clothes so that the dust stuck away.

The girl remained silent, while watching Asyifa's face fixed.

" Your knees are hurting, let's go there first, Auntie, put the wound down?" Asyifa stood up, about to hold the little girl.

Unfortunately the girl remained silent and was glued to her place.

Asyifa's forehead shriveled, "Dear, if the wound is left, then the infection!" Asyifa tried to persuade the girl gently.

The little girl still looked at Asyifa with a difficult look to explain.

Asyifa was astonished, "Why dear?"ask soft Asyifa.

" Mommy,." the girl said softly.

Hearing that Asyifa looked to the left and to the right, He looked for the figure called mami by the girl, nil, he found no one.

The little girl then hugged Asyifa very tightly, as if not wanting to let go," Mami,..Mommy!"The little girl started to sob.

Asyifa was confused to see the behavior of the girl, even so she still returned her embrace.

" Jasmine, uh,.. Jasmine!" the voice of an adult man was quite loud.

Asyifa turned to that voice.

" Daddy!" The little girl let go of his embrace and ran over to the man.

The man immediately hugged her.

" Are you hurt? Daddy heard you fell off the bike? How many times has Daddy told you not to take his bike fast, you just learned to ride a bike?" the man nagged.

Asyifa just smiled at the interaction of the father and son, so he remembered the time he had also just learned to ride a bike, his papa would also be angry if he brought his bike tight, and eventually fell, he said, remembering that longing appeared again.

Jasmine the little girl did not accept, and pursed her lips, she folded her hands in front of her chest, "If I don't fall, I won't meet mami!" He pointed towards Ashifa.

The man looked in the direction of his daughter's index finger, just like Jasmine, Even though he was stunned, the face of the woman in front of him, was so similar to his late wife," Jasmine thinks this is her mom!" his inner.

Asyifa who was looked at like that was also wrong, She was then waving her hand while introducing herself, "Hey, I'm Asyifa, I just saw Jasmine fall off the bike, I just want to help her!" asyifa said with a smile.

Jasmine was already in her father's arms, both of them approaching Asyifa.

" What are you, Asyifa Prameswari? Professor Wilson's student guidance?" ask the man.

Asyifa nodded," Right! I'm a professor Wilson's tutoring student, I have an appointment to meet him at the moment, only I'm still in line, my friend Katy is still inside,".

" Ha ha!" the man laughed, "Your friend Katy was done, I was waiting for you but you never came, my daughter kept you here,"

Asyifa covered her mouth with both hands, although her african friend told her that professor Wilson was young, she did not imagine that she looked exactly like a young boy, unlike the senior academics she had in mind.

" I'm sorry professor Wilson, I don't know you!" Asyifa smiled awkwardly.

" No problem, everyone who saw me first also had the same reaction as you, oh yeah, just call me by my direct name, Wilson, don't use the frills of prof, here we are usually called by name!"obviously Wilson.

Jasmine then whines," Daddy, want to be carried away!"

Wilson shook his head, "Dear no, this Aunt Ashifa is not a mother, her mother Jasmine is already in heaven," Wilson tried to explain.

" Want to be with mom! I want to be with mom!" Jasmine thrashed for release.

Asyifa let out a sigh, she understood how Jasmine felt that she missed the presence of a mother so much.

" Let me just carry it? Cassian Jasmine!" Asyifa agreed to the little girl's request.

" Jasmine is already big, her body is already heavy if in the sling of aunty Asyifa, her aunt must not be strong, Jasmine just walk yes, her hands are in the tandeng Aunty Asyifa,"

Jasmine nodded, She also asked to come down, as soon as she held Asyifa's hand tightly together.

" I'm sorry if Jasmine's behavior is too absurd, because your face is very similar to that of her late mother Jasmine!" prof Wilson said heartily.

" No problem, I didn't put that in my heart" Asyifa was aware of the resemblance to others.however, this was not her real face, this is the result of plastic surgery that was done in Seoul some time ago.

prof Wilson nodded in relief, "Oh yes, by the way, what about the essai I assigned! Is there a problem?"

The three headed for prof Wilson's room, Jasmine walking in the middle, she took father and Asyifa in her arms, they were exactly like a happy family.

A few hours later, at Stewart's mansion.

Elysa Stewart, Amar's mom laughing out loud on the phone,

he praised the little girl on his phone screen several times.

Amar arrives, shortly after Elysa disconnects the phone.

Then Amar sat down beside Elysa, sipping the tea served by the waiter.

" Who is ma? Looks like mommy's really happy?" ask Amar.

" That's what beautiful Jasmine called, she told me if she fucked her father!" Elysa poured tea from the teapot into her glass.

Amar frowned," Trus? Isn't every workday just looking after her father?"

Elysa shook her head, "This time it was different Amar, he was willing to match his father with one of his father's student guidance, said Jasmine, the woman was very kind, and similar to his late mother!"

" Good dong ma! Wilson has been a widower for too long! Let her remarry, I agree with Jasmine! Amar excited.

Amar had never seen the wife of Wilson before, when Wilson married, he was in college practice in Canada, and when he returned to London, Wilson and his wife had already left for the United States, Wilson took his doctorate there, and when his wife Wilson died, he returned to Indonesia.

" Alright, I also agree, however young Wilson is, he still needs a companion, hopefully he is a match with the student!" Elysa hope.

" Oh yeah, how's your business with master Jhonson's grandson?" Elsye switched the conversation.

" Ebeca, one of her grandchildren I just met is taking me out to dinner, I don't think she's gonna call me, but it's wrong!" Amar breathed.

" Akh, that woman, compared to Rebecca, mama prefers Raya, her son is softer and more humble, in contrast to Rebecca who is a little arrogant!" Elysa sipped her tea back.

" Do you know all of Mr. Jhonson's grandchildren?" Amar looked surprised.

Elysa narrowed her eyes, "All the children of Darren of course I know, either from the old wife or the present wife, however we grew up and grew up together," Elysa let out a short sigh," Only the daughter of the Lady I don't know!"

" Mommy, would you be troubled if the person I love is someone who has been married before? I mean, she's a widow! Does your mom agree?"Amar looked at Elysa with a hopeful look.

The magazine in Elysa's hands flew straight to Amar's head.

" PLAQUE!" As there was no preparation, the magazine landed smoothly on Amar's head.

" Mommy, don't throw magazines around, look, my hair's falling apart again!"Amar fixed his hair, which was a little messy due to the magazine's blow.

" It is fortunate that your head is hit, when your mother's target is your mouth, your question is rather degrading to the status of a widow, See Prince Harry, his widow, his wife, See King Edward who is willing to abdicate from the King of England, Demi Willis Simpson, a woman who has been widowed twice, a figure that is no less important, See Gatot Atmaja, your father, your father, who married Elysa Stewart, a widow who lived dead by her husband!" Elysa grunting.

Amar was shocked, "What? mom was a widow when she married Dad? why don't I ever know?"

" Because of you, being too ignorant and not caring about anything, now you're trying to think, why is Wilson's last name Smith? Not Stewart or Syaputra? That Wilson was the son I adopted with my first husband, therefore, you are considered the eldest grandson by the Stewart family, because Stewart's blood runs in your blood!"Elysa said further, he took the magazine that was thrown to his eldest son.

Amar was slightly stunned by the fact that he had just learned, as comfortable as growing Now, he was no longer worried about the status of Asyifa.

" Oh yeah, you're going to the farm, right?" Elysa asked.

" Yes ma, for the time being, grandfather put me there, why ma?"amar asked, rarely did his mother ask about his activities.

" Mama's coming, Mama's going to make Jasmine's birthday party there, Mama's going to decorate her," pinta Elysa.

Amar nodded, he immediately left the room.

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