Revenge Fat Wife

Oh In-laws Oh In-laws

Yes, of course he is very perfectionist and thorough. The selection must be so tight that Djarot chose to be single if he did not meet Rully. His mother must really have a worthy opponent, about anything.

Meanwhile, it was not without reason why he let Rully wear casual clothes, without significant hands, and they visited in Rully's car.

Her mother had to accept her choice without the frills of titles and so on. This is his choice.

Practically the house of Djarot's parents was in another district, which took over an hour and a half, even Rully had fallen asleep. And Djarot must refrain from stealing any more kisses from the girl while Rully is in tame fashion.

"Rully, we're here." Djarot whispered instead of continuing his intention of kissing Rully.

It was like an electric shock that made Rully's eyeballs instantly widen. "Really?" He looked around, and it was a big house. The yard can even be for playing football, complete with frangipani trees in some corners.

"Mas I have to wash my face. My face must be greasy, it needs to be a lot, and my body .. God, I need a bath." Rully kissed her armpits that still gave off a fragrant smell.

Djarot smiled. It's a good start by getting Rully to call him that. "Later inside. It's my mom nongol at the door."

Rully looked ahead. It appeared that the woman with white hair was watching the car parked in her yard. Those gold-framed glasses didn't seem to help.

Rully got down, and immediately walked towards the future-in-law.

"Hello Mother Rustina .. I'm Rully. I am his future wife Mas Djarot. Nice to meet you, Rus."

Rully forcefully shook the old woman, then hugged her tightly. His instalment style made the old woman shrivel unhappily. His heart was almost cut off because of it.

"You're Djarot's candidate?" The wrinkle and the expression of disbelief made Rully immediately aware, if her mother Djarot was not a pleasant woman, but what could be done, her first impression was very bad for sure.

Rully couldn't be graceful all of a sudden ... It will just make it look unoriginal and imaging.

"Yes, Madam-in-Law ... So where's my husband's room? I want to take a shower."

The old woman dropped her jaw. There's no way Djarot and this girl are far away, right? And what was that. His gaze was like a truly flirtatious and insignificant girl.

Rully ignored it then entered the house with a humming, her legs prancing funny, similar to a small child. Even though he was grimacing withstanding embarrassment.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am." Djarot greeted his mother calmly. It was as if he did not understand everything he had just seen.

"You chose a stupid wife!" Rus let go of his hand, then stared intently at the son. "You are a lawyer, well-established, and handsome ..Where can your future wife be a high school graduate? Don't know the manners, manners, and time did go straight into the man's room? You did she go crazy like that? You two must be crazy! Doyan same little boy, you're a disorder!"

Djarot wants to laugh, his observant mother can be fooled by Rully's childish attitude. "I'm normal, ma'am .. She's a woman. Beautiful anyway ... And I love dying with him."

"Wong Edan!" Rus gushed his son while confirming the location of his glasses. "you're not afraid of being sued by his parents? You are ... Why not choose Melly, Cintya, Maharani, or Princess? They're mature and established, Ngga!"

Djarot laughs now. He immediately hugged his mother. "Love can't be forced Buk, I just love Rully. And there will be no demands to sue, we like it equally. Ibuk sing serene begaihe."

Rustina knows, Djarot is not a child who will make it a hassle or thought, but what people say later. His wife graduated from High School after refusing women to hold Masters, even Doctors. He rejected the diamond for a drop of ink.

"Please think again, No!" Pinta Rustina with teary eyes.

Djarot rubbed his mother's cheek, "Which father, Buk? They want to know the big family. They can be asked to come tonight, right, Buk? Catering business is already prepared Lingga."

At home, Djarot is commonly called Lingga, so it will be difficult to find a house by mentioning the name Djarot.

He kissed his mother's cheek and walked towards his room. He whistled while putting his hand in his pocket. The man looks happy.

Rustina bit her lip. His heart once imagined his son to be a big new child slave like that.

Rully just walked towards the back of this house, the straight path she took from the front room. Eventually he got lost, and ended up near a pond of colorful decorative fish.

His eyes looked around, there was a long bench in the corner, shaded by a transparent roof. Just now that Rully wanted to sit down and immerse her embarrassment there, Djarot had already interfered with her.

"Difficulty finding my room?"

Rully turned and immediately looked down. "I screwed things up, huh, sir?"

"No. .. it's been good so far." Djarot approached, then led Rully's hand to the hidden part behind the bathroom for the maid. Djarot let Rully go up first, the ladder was not fit to walk together.

From the looks of it, this staircase is a follow-up ladder. Built because it adapts to existing needs and changes.

"But, sir, your mother doesn't seem to like me."

"What's important is that I, who cares about others?" Djarot feels like he does not understand the burden of not being liked in-laws. Djarot is delicious, Rully lives alone. There is no need to face the in-laws and all their chariots.

"He's your mother, sir .. isn't anyone else? If anyone else I'd be cuekin." Rully turned around, and because she was not used to this ladder, her legs stumbled. He almost fell if not supported Djarot.

His position was very awkward, but no one wanted to move away. Practically Djarot only held back so that Rully's back did not hit the sharp part of the stairs.

Then the position that makes a misunderstanding because the position of Djarot's legs that control both legs Rully, was seen by the Mother.

The woman wanted to shout, curse, and scold those shameless children. Can they do that in the open? Holy hooch!

However, he immediately thought of another way to let Rully know who he was dealing with.

"Don't ruin my son's future, little boy!" Rustina passed from that place, then began to carry out her intentions.

The shadow of the petite and slender girl danced in Rustina's mind. Is her son's fantasy about the high school uniform that Rully wears everyday?

No denying, Rully is beautiful and makes anyone anxious. If it was to be a foster child, Rus would gladly accept and consider it like a child himself. Sweet and not boring. It will no longer be quiet to accompany his days.

"Ah, opo seh, sing don't think. That snot kid, opo sing hakanne?" Rustina flicked her hand while glancing towards the back where the damn stairs were.