Satuku Hand Husband

Expulsions

Amadea Kasea shook her head and looked at Vina with a look of surrender.

Amadea knows how much Meirika used to spend Mandala money with fashion items that did not make sense. He felt annoyed because now he was forced to become Meirika.

"Vin, do you have to?" ask Amadea to Vina.

Vina shrugged her shoulders while smiling widely. "Dea, I remember how you commented when you took the Meirika order bag that cost 250 million. I know how unhappy you are at the craze of rich people who like to buy such insignificant luxury items.

But Dea, you're Mrs Mandala's candidate. Your presence will be highlighted. What you wear will be seen. Please just. Trust me the same. Let me take care of it. I make you look elegant, expensive, and cool without having to makai brand with a logo as big as gaban.

Honestly, although arguably a famous artist, but Meirika's fashion sense is very bad. Money can't buy class. Clothing and accessories are just things, which are worth who wears them. You're different, Dea. You have an expensive aura."

Vina seemed to convince Dea who stared uninterestedly at the row of catalogs containing models of clothing, bags, shoes, jewelry, and many more things.

Dea nodded weakly. Yeah, no power other than to accept all this.

If Dea protests and does not want to, then Vina will be in trouble later. Dea knows very well what Mandala is disgusting if it is angry.

Dea knew Vina and Adit from the first day she was accepted to work as Mandala's private secretary. They could be called his first friends. They were so kind and helped him adapt.

Dea surrender. Yes itung-itung he lightened the work of the couple's husband and wife. Dea was just a yes with all the advice and words from Adit and Vina.

"Just as soon as you move here, the room is ready for Adit. Wardrobe is ready for me. Okay Mrs Mandala?" Vina rolled her eyes meaningfully.

Dea was irritated. "Vin, start it. Don't call me that!"

Vina laughed softly. "Yes yes."

***

A few days later.

Amadea Kasea spent the past few days daydreaming. After yesterday's wedding, he's just at home.

Dea actually feels a little lonely because her office routine is gone. Yes, even though he had a lot of work time to complain, even crying because he was not strong in the face of Mandala's turmoil; but he felt awkward too.

But how to. Mandala asked him to resign.

Actually Dea also misses meeting the man. Is that her husband-to-be? Heed it? How is his hand still injured? Is Meirika still bothering him? Unknowingly Dea was feeling anxious.

Their last meeting was at the time of the pre-wedding photo yesterday. After that, Mandala only contacted Dea via message. Neither did the phone.

[[[Dea, your mama's debt repayment money I transferred to your salary account huh. It is up to you to pay off or you gradually per month as you promised to your mother."  ]]

[[[I transfer your extra pocket money. Consider it a wife's shopping money, even if we marry it later."   ]]

[[[Dea, a copy of our contract marriage agreement I sent by email. Please check it."  ]]

Only 3 of those messages have appeared in recent days. Dea only replies according to context. His hands were anxious to ask the news.

The message was reread many times. Dea wishes Mandala had sent her a more personal message. Ask her how she is, or what. But in fact there is no.

"Dea, you're just gonna get married on a contract. Not real. Don't expect much." Dea tried to comfort herself. His eyes were still looking towards his phone screen, rereading the message from the Mandala.

The tring!

"Mr Mandala!" exclaimed Dea until she reflexes to wake up from her sleeping position.

[[[Dea, Adit and Vina told me your room was ready. You can move now if you want. Don't wait for tomorrow."  ]]

The message Amadea read with sparkling eyes.

"OKAY. Move now! How did I reply to the message. I don't want to look so happy." Dea muttered to herself as her hands were busy typing and deleting again the reply message.

As Dea was busy thinking about what kind of reply message was fitting, a shout unfolded her concentration.

"Dea! Dea!" Dea's mother screamed from the door of her room.

Dea took a deep breath. A reply message for Mandala he left just like that. Later he will reply. Now the important thing is to solve the problem with his mother first.

Dea opened the door to her room.

"What else, Mom?" Dea welcomed her mother's cry by trying patiently. On his doorstep was his mother and a curly-haired girl carrying a backpack and suitcase.

"It's Melisa. His son's an old friend of Mother's. He wants to host here because he just accepted the campus near here. You will go back to your disabled husband's house. So instead of your room being idle, mending mother boarding. I think I need the money too."

Dea looked at the girl who was said to be named Melisa and then nodded. He has tried to make peace with the habits of his mother who always demean and call Mandala disabled.

"I don't mind, Mom. I'm glad I have friends later. But I haven't moved, Mom. There are 3 days left." Dea looked painstakingly trying to be patient.

"Yes not papa. You can sleep on the front sofa. You are also not doing anything at home since being unemployed. Kesel's mother saw it. Spit all the way, you see. He has no one here. Cook it for 3 days!" Mother Dea responded with her leisure.

Dea began to feel like her mother was doing this on purpose in order for her to go.

Okay if you want that. Dea tried not to explode. But he eventually lost against himself. "OKAY. TELL MELISA TO COME IN. LET ME GET OUT OF THE ROOM!"

Melisa seemed confused by this mother and daughter drama. He looked at Riris Sayuti aka mama Dea in confusion. Mother Dea just smiled faintly as if nothing had happened.

"No papa, Melisa. Aunty's son likes to be angry. You are calm. Just don't tell your mama, yeah." Riris Sayuti reassured Melisa while patting her shoulder.

What is Dea doing?

Yes, he closed all the suitcases that he had packed some. Mandala asked him to move into her H-1 wedding. Now H-3 but he said the room was ready. So OKAY. Just move.

Amadea Kasea stared at her mother after she closed the suitcase. 

"Okay, I can all you want to do in this house. Bring the boarding boy, bring the mother's arisan friend, whatever. As long as I don't bring Om Alik to this house anymore.

If I knew Om Alik was coming back here, I'd be mad. And I'll also stop to help pay my mother's debt. If you are caught bringing Om Alik back to this house, it means you ask for money just the same Om Alik!"

Dea looked at her mother with a pushy look.

Riris Sayuti looked a bit panicked but she tried to behave normally in front of Melisa who was made even more confused by the quarrel of Mother and child.

Oh, if Dea knew that Melisa was Om Alik's son aka his stepfather who he hated it. I don't know how angry Dea is with her mother...

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