Stuck Marriage (1)

Gibahan

Since finding a photo of the girl on Nurmansyah's phone, Seshil asked the detective who is also his dugem friend to find out who the woman was. This afternoon he got a call from Bagas to come to meet Bagas at his house. Without wasting time Seshil immediately went to Bagas' house, luck sided with him because Nurmansyah was out of town right now. Seshil stared in disbelief at Bagas, Seshil was surprised to hear the facts conveyed by Bagas.

"Serius lo this is his ex-son? The old man's time is love as his ex?" Bagas looked at Seshil calmly.

"The two parents also want to be his wife. That's Mr. Nurmansyah who first knew his son's wife. But I also don't know why until his son married the girl." Seshil took Bagas' explanation seriously. Seshil was a fool with Bagas' innuendo.

"So Nurmansyah's son was young?" Bagas nodded at Seshil.

"If so I want to tease his son, surely his son is not less rich right?" Bagas.

"Okay, thanks for the valuable information. I'm going home to go for treatment." Bagas held back Seshil who started walking. The man stared meaningfully at Seshil.

"It's not all free, you have to pay." Seshil laughed lightly at Bagas.

"Okay, you just said how much do I have to pay?" Bagas gave a small smile and tightened his body to Seshil.

"Gue wants your body, that's his pay." Seshil stared at Bagas sharply, the girl playing her wiggly fingers on the man's chest.

"That's little darling, take me to your paradise." Seshil sighed warmly to Bagas' ear. Bagas did not waste the opportunity to immediately carry Seshil and bring him into the room, both of them struggling with sweat.

Vela looked at her pensive looking mbaknya, Aisyah stared at the e-mail she received. Vela approached her mother and placed the tea next to her mother.

"Mbak, just forget it. You have been thinking about this since. Thank God that there are still people who want to marry Nurmansyah. Ma'am should be grateful dong, no need to feel guilty." Aisyah looked at her sister while sighing.

"Bak is nothing, I feel sorry for him. All the women who approached him must be because of his property." Vella laughed, mbaknya this is indeed a rare creature has been hurt was still pity also the old bangka Nurmansyah.

"Sir, you don't need to pity him too, he must have had experience. Ma'am drink the tea first, get cold." Aisyah according to, Aisyah raised an eyebrow seeing Vella smiling alone.

"Why are you smiling to yourself?" Vella stared at her mother sparkling.

"Sir, I went to my husband's office, and there I met Mas Alman. Guess what happened." Vella widened her smile which made Aisuah confused.

"Where do you know, you met your mother's time you asked." Vella laughed loudly, anxious too with his mother who was difficult to joke with.

"Mbak wasn't very happy anyway. Mas Alman tanyain mbak, I keep saying mbak same me. Last time I said I'd calm myself down after the divorce." Aisyah glared, and pinched her sister.

"Why do you use words like that? Ma'am, ma'am, I've hurt him a lot. You know that, deck!" Vella snorted, I'm so innocent. It was also a long time ago, Alman must have forgotten.

"Mas Alman was not vengeful, instead he was sending greetings to mbak." Aisha did not respond to Vella's remarks.

"There is no father anymore. You have to find your own happiness, Nadirah and Aaron must understand." Aisyah pensively again.

"Don't you hear me? Ma'am there's no harm if you turn back the same mas Alman." Aisyah hit her sister's arm hard.

"You say, his mouth is filtered first. Do you want this to be a palakor?" Vella grimaced holding his arm.

"Hehehe, I'm sorry I forgot to tell mbak, it turns out Alman's wife has been dead since 5 years ago. That means Alman's still single." Vella felt her head being pulled over.

"Ngawur ah." Aisha left her sister outside and went inside the house.

Alah mbak Aisyah, later will also want to. May Mbak Aisyah return to matchmaking with mas Alman. Vella smiled at him.

"Tuk" Vella grimaced again, her gaze becoming annoyed when she found out who was knocking on her forehead.

"That's all right, what if my forehead breaks? Bothering people with pleasure."

"That's all right, what if my forehead breaks? Disturbing the pleasures of others." The man smiled at his wife's nagging.

"Why are you smiling to yourself? I think you're getting in so knock on your forehead, let the demon out." Vella rolled her eyeballs, which makes no sense.

At home his omana Sasha came out of the room, his eyes watching for the whereabouts of Carissa, but nil. Aaron hasn't been seen since. Sasha went around her house going up to the second floor and then back downstairs. Nothing is interesting! Sasha, get out of the house.

In front of the house there were already many tempting mothers, Sasha smiled. This golden opportunity not to be missed. Sasha smilingly greeted them, one of the members teasing Mother Lala immediately called Sasha sitting down to join them. Sasha, according to her, to smooth her mission.

" Sasha, how many days did you stay at Aaron's?" Sasha smiled inwardly.

" Nearly 2 months Auntie, what's going on?" Lala's mom smiled.

"What do you think of Carissa? I noticed the girl wasn't very good at taking care of the kitchen, since last night and this morning she was just a little help." Sasha smiled, feel Carissa you'll find your hell here.

"Where'd you be smart, auntie? The girl also married Aaron modal to trap Aaron, maybe he was using aunty pellet. Be careful with her aunt." The other mothers who heard Sasha's words shuddered. Then they started whispering.

"Sasha was horrified as well as it sounded, it turns out that girls are still many who use pellets. Let's just say Carissa is beautiful." Sasha nodded.

"Let's be pretty for what if you can't take care of the kitchen sister." Madam Mila is coming.

"Oh, it's not a matter of Lala's sister, I don't take care of the kitchen because my husband already has a waiter. Don't have to be smart to take care of people's kitchen now if you want to get married." Ms. Lala throbbed at Shelina's words.

"That's because your husband is rich, but if he's in the house, he should be able to take care of the kitchen even once in a while." Shelina smiled.

"Well, Brother Lala, Aaron is also a rich man. So it really doesn't matter if his wife can't take care of the kitchen." Madam Mila snorted at Shelina's defense.

" Unfortunately, he framed Aaron because Aaron is a rich man. So no need to bother with the kitchen, but in the past parents always said do not get married if you have not turned the kitchen seven times to understand people about marriage." Sasha began not to understand the discussion of these mothers, but she still refrained from giving seasoning about Carissa.

"That was once sister Tia, now people if they are in love immediately married. Sometimes, a month is also divorced. Just finish the wedding book." The other mothers only listened to Miss Mila's nagging.

"That cariss, rich kid?" Sasha shaking.

"She's an orphan and she's poor, which is why she set Aaron up." The mothers heard it.

"But if the girl's attention is good, it can't be as bad as you say it's Sasha. There's no way he's gonna set up Aaron, maybe Aaron's gonna trap him. Any man wants to let go of a beautiful one as clear as Carissa's." Sasha thaws, then leaves the mothers. Why wonder at length if in the end back defending Carissa, only make Sasha badmood.

"You're Tia's sister, if you praise Carissa don't be blatant in front of Sasha. You see now, the girl is gone. There was a lot of important information from him." Ms. Lala exhaled a breath looking at them.

"Just relax, Lala, that Sasha seems to be jealous of Carissa. Cook her face if you praise Carissa." Shelina drank water, tired of talking.

"As senile as you are, Sasha likes Aaron. But maybe Aaron doesn't like him. You know how the boy's centile is." They all agreed.

"Eh, it's Hania's wedding day, right? Aaron also went there with Carissa right?" Everybody nodded.

"Must be this big news, you should know that Hania and Aaron like each other, only the Oma family and the Hania family again clashed to be hindered by blessing. There's got to be a drama like the viral ones." Everyone stared at Bu Lala sparkling, it would definitely be a steady rumor for this village.

"It's been a long time Lala's brother, Aaron's been married." Shelina stared in disbelief at Bu Lala.

"It's not that easy, beautiful. Do you think that a simple rinso removes the stain will it take away the love? It could be that the flowers of their love bloomed again when they met the guarantee, the ulalala." Bu Lala smiled provokingly.

" Then we go there, take it with HP and Camera." Shelina was interested.

"Therefore, this opportunity we live streaming." Madam Mila's in spirit.

" It doesn't take long for you guys to dance, just change clothes take our invitation cus." Ms. Lala stood up from her seat. All the mothers who had been together finally dispersed to their homes to prepare for the wedding of Hania.

"Why run Lala?" Ms. Lala paused for a second and smiled at Oma.

"You go to the recipe Hania Oma, the ease of sharing was forgotten. Now I'm in a hurry, because I want to be ready." Oma just shook her head looking at her cousin.

Such is the activity of mothers in this village, have hardworking husbands so they only need to be housewives. To eliminate fatigue, they usually gather to do sharing and sometimes end up with teasing.