Revenge Fat Wife

Apa?

Rully gulped her saliva when she found out that tonight she was introduced to Djarot's extended family.

The faster the better, said Djarot.

Restlessly, he stared at her look in the mirror. He does not want to look ungraceful now, although not change his cheerful characteristics, but he prefers to keep the attitude.

Djarot smiled satisfied to see the appearance of Rully wrapped in a batik top and loose cloth pants to close her eyes. Rully's legs looked bigger, and she didn't look thin.

"After this, you have to eat a lot, your age, it shouldn't weigh 48 kilos." Instead of judging, Djarot suggested something good. He wants his future wife not to appear malnourished.

"I'm just too busy, Mr. .. busy taking my mind off you." Rully scowls.

Djarot laughed, "Think I rejected you back then?"

"Yes ...," answered Rully embarrassed. "One of them, the other, mostly restrains anger and jealousy. I couldn't eat or sleep well. By the way Mayang is also embarrassed, so finally make my body thin dry."

Djarot asked Rully to go first, "please be careful on the stairs, yes .. don't whine."

Rully rounded her fingers, she pulled her pants up so as not to be stepped on by the heels of her shoes. Luckily Rully always carried her shoes in the car, only for the clothes she was not ready for. This was an impromptu purchase for this event. Although not official, but this batik couple clothing is quite decent.

"Well, what do I have to do, sir?" Ask Rully as she continues to move on. Keep his shoes reddened and echoed.

He looked up to look at Djarot. He really wanted Djarot to tell him something. At the very least, this afternoon did not happen again.

"Don't call me 'Sir' below later," Djarot replied, looking at the watch in his hand.

Rully heating. "May not be too tired. I love the concept of father in our relationship, sir. Rich office who calls her husband sir and mother, so. If the mas and adek, later counted adek brother, and Pak Djarot seduced another woman again."

"Sir Ma'am is also very rich old, later I will be mistaken for your father, or your boss. I can marry a minor."

"I'm not that young, sir." Rully's getting the wrong way. He wanted to go back to the mirror and look at his old face.

But indeed, in addition to diligent care, Rully was awarded a youthful face. He always deserves to wear his high school uniform. Just add contains here and there. Which makes him more interesting. The key is only one, Rully does not want to bother about painful love affairs. If it's toxic, Rully decides. Why do relationships go to waste? Life is not for crying over a useless man. After all, everything in Rully's life was to her liking, so what should make her think hard and hard?

"We'll see the answer below. I hope, what I ask for, you have prepared." Djarot does not want to argue about judgment. Those who experience will not feel. Only the answers of others are the comparison.

"I send the file to my father's phone, later I use my father's phone." Rully had landed on the brown floor, she stared at Djarot to be on a level with him.

"But why so much?" Djarot.

"Mr will know the answer later." Rully thought of that after hearing all Djarot's stories about his matchmaking history. Complete with their background. Rully did not feel inferior. Even though he is not in a position to wear a uniform. But she's a working woman too.

Djarot grabbed Rully's waist, his smile never fading from her face. Clutching that waist, like the moon.

"Surely, you must be prepared with all my ugliness, unlike women who will be betrothed to the Father."

Again, Rully reminded. But Djarot only chuckled and invited Rully to sit in the dining room.

"Call me Mas only, Rul .. We are only a few years different. Rich I'm talking to my employees only you're this."

"I try, but on occasion, I would like to call you sir. Like both of them." Rully is like this, likes to talk and argue. There's just Rully's answer to everyone else's request. This is what makes Djarot. She is talkative, while her life partner is a talkative girl.

"Make sure there's no child protection commission around us. I don't want to be a suspect."

Both giggle.

While the Rus were watching it all, it was unclear what they were talking about. But really, he was very sad.

"Beautiful but still a child. This later I will fight the same candidate who rejected Lingga first." Rus clenched his hand. Huh. He wanted to tear Rully apart in a way that was more cruel than just words. Girls do not know themselves later would be embarrassed to get out of this house using his face as a pedestal to step.

Brother Rus just took a breath. "She is big, she looks young because she laughs a lot! Obviously you don't understand the same thing, you and your family are very difficult to laugh. I'm telling you guys this!"

Rus glanced at his annoyed brother. But he did not have time to reply, because the beautiful woman Djarot had just entered the middle room. And that makes the atmosphere there very crowded.

Djarot takes Rully forward. Joined his mother and other family. There were Djarot's sisters, his mother's niece, and the lady whom Djarot had betrothed he was full of warmth. Only Rully was ignored.

"Where is Singapore, Melly?" Ask Rus to Melly who just returned a week from a vacation in Singapore.

"Tante will have to come there by himself later, just as I'm on my honeymoon." Melly is alone.

"Oh, definitely dong .. we can set it to be so-so. As long as there's sangu, it's safe and conditionable."

The others were much more calm, especially the Princess who had been staring at Rully without blinking.

"Let's go in." Rus invited his guests into the banquet hall. Ignoring Rully once again.

However, they all greeted Djarot warmly, while at Rully they were cold.

Rully walked in the back. He chose to look at Cleo who was laughing when his eyes saw Rully. The baby girl was the son of Djarot's youngest brother.

They sat down and talked again while waiting for Murdyo Putranto to come. A lot of them talk about work, especially.

The princess who had been silent at last spoke up. "Sir, what office?"

The sentence immediately caught the attention of the dining table residents including Murdyo who had just arrived at the doorway.

Rully looked around, making sure she was the one being questioned. Then he cleared his throat.

"I don't want to be an office." Rully answered what it was. He has no office.

"Can I cook?" The tone of the Princess' voice was clearly underestimating Rully.

"No." Rully shook her head.

"Doing homework?"

"Never."

All eyes were on Rully's beautiful and clean fingers, even with her skin glowing.

"Who's the same?"

"Sometimes at home, sometimes at home, sometimes at work."

"Work?" answer them in unison. Then one-one confused to ask what first.

"Yes, work .. work that makes money? Is that work weird?" Rully wonder.

"Aren't you just graduating high school?" The one who asked was her brother Rus. He's not cornered, he's corroborating judgment. He wanted to show that he was much more observant than Rus.

"I graduated High School about fifteen years ago, Budhe." Rully let out her graceful laugh. Not anymore this afternoon or before sitting here.

Whahuh?