Retaliation Fat Wife Who Is In Vain

Dinner at Wijaya Kusuma mansion

Episode #93

   Asyifa and Angga got out of the car, the maids immediately lined up to greet them, seeing a scene like this, Asyifa thought, thinking, this was exactly like the scene in a novel story that he would often read if there was free time,

  They walked hand in hand, Asyifa glanced around in amazement, but still with a flat expression, she never expected, that Wijaya Kusuma lived in this luxurious mansion, but when he thought about his business empire the old man, he thought back, that's perfectly natural isn't it?"

   The servant assistant ushered them into the dining room, with graceful and elegant steps, both of them stepped up, both of them so looking very harmonious.

    Inside the dining room, all the family members were present, there was Rio and his wife, Helena, Angga's parents, Jeni and Lusi, along with her husband and son.

Wijaya Kusuma has three children, one boy named Rio, and two girls named Jeni and Lusi, he has eight grandchildren, four boys and four girls, and he has eight grandchildren, two from Rio and three from each of his daughters, all work under the auspices of Kusuma group, except for Rio, who chose to be a painting artist.

All was complete, and sitting in their respective seats, Angga pulled the seat next to him, to allow Asyifa to sit down, initially a servant wanted to pull the chair for Asyifa, who was the one who was sitting next to him, but Angga brushed it off and replaced it.

All eyes were on Ashifa "How could an heir, willing to humble himself, pull a chair for a woman? Not yet a wife Angga has been treated like a queen, what if it is married?" thought Jeni and Lusi at the same time.

Jeni and Lusi had agreed in advance, to raise the war flag with Asyifa, it was not because there was no reason, they wanted the wife of the heir, to be in their stronghold, in order to be easily controlled, seeing the character of Ashifa that is a little hard, and seems difficult to cooperate with, surely this will be a threat to them, Lusi and Jeni are looking at, he said, as if discussing with their eyes.

Angga immediately introduced Asyifa with all the families present, in front of Angga, no one dared to tease or just throw a bad speech.

Not long after that Mr. Wijaya Kusuma and his wife Arum Kusuma, behind him was seen a butler walking behind them.

All who were present stood up and lowered their heads, Asyifa was no exception.

" Please sit back, this is just a regular dinner, don't be too formal, and don't be too shy" said the host, and immediately sat in his chair.

Angga stepped towards his grandfather, his grandmother, he took Ashifa by the hand, immediately she shook hands and kissed the hands of both, this action was followed by Asyifa, but the woman only shook her usual hands.

" You're so beautiful Miss May, it's not wrong Angga cares so much about you," praised Arum Kusuma the grandmother, her praise sounding very sincere.

" Grandma was too praised, Even I should have asked, the secret recipe of grandma's beauty, which still looks very beautiful young until now," said Asyifa with a very sweet.

Asyifa did not lie at all, she did see the appearance of Arum Kusuma who still looks so beautiful even though she is not young anymore, looks youthful, not inferior to Jeni and Lusi his two daughters, and their daughters, or Helena, her daughter-in-law.

" You're smart to praise Miss May, later if you've stayed here, you'll know what the recipe is, he, he!" kekeh Arum Kusuma, from the words already implied, that he had agreed to the relationship of Angga with Asyifa.

Jeni and Lusi glanced at each other, there was a look of disbelief on their faces, their own mother, who had always kept her distance from others, how could she so quickly get along with strangers, how could she be so familiar with strangers, is this woman so good?"

All right, let's just eat, I know, you're starving, we'll continue talking" Mr. Wijaya Kusuma gave the order.

The waiters rushed to prepare dinner, various dishes were served at the dining table, there was western and eastern food.

" Asyifa was astonished, with the many dishes served, "Food wastage," she sighed inwardly.

There was no talk at the dinner table, everyone respected Mr. Wijaya Kusuma with his wife, mistress Arum Kusuma, all eating in an orderly manner.

" When did you first meet Angga?" ask Mr. Wijaya to mince words.

" The first time we met during master's birthday party, we also had a little dance" replied Asyifa gracefully.

" Don't call master, just call grandfather like Angga, don't be too shy, we will be family, he he he!" mr. Wijaya chuckled, then he continued, "It turns out that indirectly, I brought you together," he exuberantly exclaimed.

Others were also chuckling, or rather pretending to laugh.

" Where are you graduating? why are we so celebrities now?" Lusi asked critically.

" I graduated from the UK, United Kingdom, I got a scholarship to study there, actually my job was just a freelance Auditor in the Prameswari group, because my job is not too heavy, my job is not too heavy, and it can be done at leisure, when there is an offer of filming or shooting, yes, I take, the windfall can not be refused," replied Asyifa with confidence.

Hearing such a reply, a hint of scornful look was seen in Jeni's eyes, the woman did not comment anything.

" What about your family?" Lillian asked again.

Actually, Lusi and Jeni already know, Humaira Pramesti background, they have investigated it first, they know, if the woman was raised in an orphanage and school only rely on scholarships.

Asyifa was speechless she glanced at Angga, she slightly objected to the question.

" Once, don't ask, it may be offensive to May's privacy" protested Helena, Angga's mother, to Lusi, then the woman refused to Asyifa, "Have it, if you feel uncomfortable, don't answer, dad!" said gently.

Lusi could only sneer in his heart seeing the response of his sister-in-law like that, She and Jeni, were indeed less familiar with Helena.

Helena's gentle gaze shook Ashifa's heart, however Helena was her mother's friend, as friends, they met frequently, carrying the little Angga and Asyifa, Angga and Asyifa never got along to play, but they did not get along, so often complaining to both, Angga complained to his mother Asyifa, if the child was naughty, Asyifa complained to Helena, how ignorant Angga, given the memory, there was a little pain in her heart, " Did, Auntie also contribute to mama and papa's accident?" his mind.

Dinner was cheerful, there was no discussion of Humaira anymore, they only talked about some projects that were running, boring discussion.

After dinner, Mr. Wijaya Kusuma and Mrs Arum Kusuma, retreat to rest immediately.

Before leaving, Ms. Arum told Angga, "Take Miss May around the mansion,"

Angga nodded in agreement, what the grandmother ordered.

" I want to go to the toilet first" said Asyifa, to the person who was still sitting at the dinner table.

A waiter, immediately demanded Asyifa to the guest toilet that has been provided, the toilet, exactly like the public toilet in the building or mall.

After urinating, Asyifa went out to the sink, she behaved naturally, so as not to arouse the slightest suspicion, the maid was still standing guard outside.

" It seems like the girl, a gentle and clever figure, she fits perfectly with Angga, and the position of young mistress Kusuma isn't it? I'd be a hypocrite if I said I didn't like it!" the voice of a woman, filled his hearing.

" You're right, but unfortunately Angga I've already betrothed his daughter Gu Yan, a Taipan from Hong Kong, Gu Yue, will be Kusuma's next mistress," The male voice dominates, the voice dominates, and not accept opposition.

" You have gone mad with that ambition! Angga's life are you at stake too? You're crazy!" hardik that woman.

" You just shut up, and sit down sweetly, just follow the storyline!" sniffed the man.

There was no more conversation after that, only the creaking of the door and footsteps.

" Miss, is there a problem?" the waiter outside asked, because Angga called him, about the old Asyifa in the bathroom.

" No, it's done" cried Asyifa from inside the bathroom.

The sound of water flowing from the sink was heard,

Asyifa put the cordless earphones back in her bag.

Without anyone noticing, Ashifa quietly slipped each Micro recorder into the watch of master Wijaya Kusuma and mistress Arum Kusuma, when shaking hands earlier.

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