Substitute Love (Married Candidate Sister-in-law)

Choosing My Own Path

This is where Qian is at the moment. Not bought a guitar, mobile phone and motorbike in confiscated. Living these past months has been a long prison for Qian.

And finally ...

Look at him now. With shahdu music from the latest and expensive models headphones and boarding a very prestigious business class aircraft with exorbitant ticket prices and exclusive services from special flight attendants.

Expensive food can be ordered. He ordered without a care for the price anymore. It was as if months of torture had paid off already on this day.

The question is. Money from where?

Evidently. From the results of selling some bags branded his mother. And this still leaves a lot for him provision to the destination.

He casually enjoyed his life with the sumptuous dishes that had just arrived. Business class service was very friendly. Qian is like a king with his throne bench super comfortable at this time.

A moment Qian glanced at the bule on the bench opposite her. Just as the bule also glanced towards Qian. Because the current Qian style is very parente and inviting attention.

"A fun trip, isn't it!" sapa Qian was friendly as the bule man looked at her. Surely there was no answer from the Caucasian man, because he also did not understand what Qian was saying. He just smiled kindly as he raised his glass to welcome Qian and Qian did the same. They enjoyed their own journey.

***

On the other hand, Maya Qian's mother is on the phone with her ex-husband.

"Yes, it's okay. He's safe here. I'll take him to the airport. You just calm down. Don't think too much. You know for yourself, she has often been so," said her ex-husband, aka Qian's biological father, trying to calm Maya.

But still it was unable to remove the burden of his mind. Retno continued to massage the nape of Maya that felt very heavy at this time.

"Already, Ma'am. Qian must be fine there. When it comes to bags, I think I still have a lot, right?" Retno tries to calm Maya down.

"Too about the bag I don't take a headache. But this, I have only he always makes a tantrum, how is this if I am not there. What else is that nyampe over there?" kesah Maya expressed her concern.

Retno smile.

"He's quite responsible for that, ma'am. He is actually just hard to manage and likes the prank of the person. When it comes to other delinquencies, I don't think I should worry. Qian must be able to take care of herself and know her limits," said Retno who sounded more familiar with how Qian compared to her birth mother. Because in reality Qian is more open to Retno than with her. He and Qian had always been like dogs and cats.

"So, let's go Retno. I'm not sure about that. He likes to act. How could he possibly be alone" Maya said. Maya was silent for a moment. He thought and took a long breath.

"Alright, Retno. I'm not going to visit him there. Just let him know what it's like there's no me. All this time he's always considered me the bad one because of his restraint," Maya's grudge, Maya, Retno can only shake her head to see the behavior of mothers and children who can never be peaceful.

"Go up, Ma'am. You are both stubborn. Dizziness me," muttered Retno and passed from there.