The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

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"What the hell is it, Him?" ask Litania when they're a little away. Both of them stood near the ornamental plants. The graceful Titania with a silver knee-length dress wrapped in a forklift also stared fixedly at Anya. "What do you want to say to Mother? What's urgent?" continued with a curious expression.

Putting on a sour face wryly, Anya thrust mobile—show the screen and show the message she received. The photo of Dery sitting together with a woman is clearly plastered there.

"That's .. is Dery? Who is he?" asked Litania with wide eyes. Back and forth he looked at the screen of the phone then to the face of his son who had been bent in such a way.

Silent. Anya did not answer. Litania who was curious immediately grabbed the phone and looked closer. A second later his eyes returned to buying with the index finger pressing the phone screen.

"This .. This is Shireen. It's you wearing those glasses, isn't it?" ask again with speechless gimmicks.

Anya lowered her head, lethargic. He was sitting limp in a bone-white iron chair. "Yes that's him. She's the Shireen that Mother knows, "Anya replied.

While Litania, she did not pay much attention to the face of the child. He was busy amazed by the appearance on the phone screen. Shireen looks so mature and beautiful. The thick glasses that were always identical to him now no longer exist. The girl had already transformed into such a beautiful princess.

Anya who knew Litania's indifference so murmured, then stomped her feet hard. "Well, what's that mama? I'm hurt again but I'm excited to see him. Not very, deh. Cake does not love children," he chatted while grabbing a cellphone in Litania's hand.

"Yes sorry. Mother doesn't know. Mother was shocked. I last saw him if it wasn't wrong three years ago. He's here for permission to go abroad and continue to apologize to you."

Anya hissed and looked at her mother's annoyance. "Mother believes that with her words?"

Litania blinked once. "Yes believe. Wong she came crying in front of you. Apologize for ruining your relationship. He was crying in front of Mother."

Anya snorted, leaned her back and then crossed her arms. "Mother don't want to be lied to. It is easy to produce crocodile tears. It's also called a crocodile demon."

"So you're not sorry?" Coming to lay down on the iron chair beside Anya, Litania looked at her son's sour face from the side. "Even after three years you still can't forgive him?" connect Litania again.

"can't. The proof is that he again deletin Mas Dery. Her tears were a cover. I don't believe it. Want him to flip over the roll apologizing also I'm ogah," said Anya while turning lazy eye.

"Have you confirmed Dery?" ask Litania again. "How know it's just a coincidence."

Anya looked down and then shook her head. "The number hasn't been dialed since this afternoon." Pause for a while, Anya raised her head and looked closely at her mother. "Everything if Mas Dery tempted Shireen or until I broke up with Mas Dery is all Mother's fault."

"Well, why could it be Mother's fault, anyway?" Litania doesn't take it.

"Because Mother does not ngizinin we make marriage. Try it from the first Mother ngerestuin I married Mas Dery. He's not gonna get whipped, Bun. Where the actor is shireen again. I really hate Shireen and now he has a chance to get to Mas Deri. I don't accept Bun, I don't accept!"

Anya's screams made Litania squirm. Kuping was quite buzzing because of that loud voice.

"Try to calm down. There's no way that Dery cheated. Ask for an explanation first. If you are cheating, stay," said Litania flat.

Anya who heard the obnoxious advice stomped her feet. "I want to get married! Married me, Bun," whined Anya while holding Litania's hand.

Hearing the mating word Litania instantly changed her expression. He looked into Anya's clear eyes.

"Can't!" As she let go of Anya's hand, Litania said again, "It's not yet time for you to marry."

"Mother ...."

His whimper became. Litania who heard it became uncomfortable. He stood up, crossed his chest and turned his back on Anya. "You're too young, My. Not now. Pursue the ideals first. Satisfied with youth."

"Geez, Mommy .. when else, Bun? I'm already big, I'm an adult, I'm graduating soon, you know, Bun. Why is it forbidden too? Part of my ambition is to be his wife Dery, Mother ...."

But Litania is still flinching. Anya who was unable to withstand anxiety immediately stood up. He hugged from behind his mother's thin body. "I'm afraid of losing Mas Dery, Bun. I am ready for marriage. I'm 21 years old."

"Yet, His. You can't marry now. Because for Mother you are still a child. You're still not ready to go to the household, huh. Not to mention your kayak gini temperament. Grounds are unclear." Litania flipped. He could catch the disappointed face of his son. "It's all for your good, Him."

"Ih, Mommy's really cool, Bun. Doesn't make sense. I am old. I'm an adult," concluded Anya, did not accept. Her lips are thick with her hands crossed.

"The mother just wants to protect you, protect you from a regret because the decision is not thought of carefully. Like gini, ask for a wedding cake for ice cream, how the hell? Getting married requires a lot of preparation, not just material. But overall. Physical and mental preparation. Are you sure you can be a wife? Especially for Dery, Dery is a businessman, are you sure you can maintain his pride later? Are you sure you won't embarrass him? If we don't really take care of the behavior, our family will also be embarrassed?" litania is long and wide.

Silence, Anya bowed. The mother's words had a point, but she was really afraid of losing Dery.

"What is the lack of Dery? Why does Mommy and Dad like to deny Anya Deket with him? We love each other, Bun. We take care of each other. We proved it. These three years Mas Dery has always taken care of me. He has proven his sincerity. What's the lack of anymore?" sigh Anya with a still down position.

"He is not lacking anything Anya. The one that's lacking is you, we're worried about Dery."

Anya immediately raised her head. He returned Litania's calm gaze with narrowed eyes. Wish his mother changed her mind, but nil. The madam who holds full power of her life does not budge at all.

Feeling that way will not work, Anya again grabbed her mother's hand. "Mother is the same as my own child. Anyway I want to get married. I want to get married this month!" anymore chatter.

Again, Litania took off Anya's grasp. He's ruffled around the waist. "Are you sure you want to get married? How about that photo. What if Dery cheated? Do you still want to get him?" scowl with glaring eyes.

"Yes, I know Mas Dery. I know his nature. The one that itches is Shireen. So before Dery falters and snatches Shireen, I have to picket her really. I'd like to point out that I'm the mistress of a Dery Duke. Not Shireen or any other woman." Anya said steady. He held her mother's hand again. "Come Mother. Put Mas Dery on me."

A punch landed on Anya's shoulder. Litania was anxious at her son's request.

"It hurts, Bun ...."

"good. Let you realize keep waking up from mimi. Can your brain be used? The brain is the use of thinking that really thinks. Don't make doang displays. You're a girl, you're proposing to a man."

"That's because Mommy keeps abusing, like I don't want to marry and be happy. Mommy wants me to be a spinster? Virgin who usually asks for money with Mother." Pause again. Anya grabbed Litania's hand and put on a wailing face. "Come Bun. Research shows that singles die quickly. In fact, he said there was a discourse the government would inject dead residents who are potentially single and immortal. Anya's cake."

Again, a landing. Litania was really anxious with the hoax babble her son said.

"You were schooled to pinter. Not a pinter ngibul. You copy paste those unfortunate words from which trailer truck. Somewhere there is a government that is so. The government of supernatural beings is also not very so."

"Yes, you don't understand me."

Back cross. He also turned his back on his mother. There is a pile of water in the eye rim that is ready to spill at any time.

Litania who saw the reverberation Anya also went awry. He touched Anya's shoulder. "Oh my goodness, His. We are not your ngalangin. We're just protecting you dear."

"What the hell is Bun? Mother herself told me that Deri was perfect."

Litania silence. He bit his lower lip and then turned back. He looked into his mother's eyes. "Come, Bun. Give a clear answer. Don't make me speculate badly. Give answers that make sense. Or ...."

"Or what?" cut Litania.

"I'll take it the short way" Anya said confidently.

"What does that mean?" Litania's eyebrows swooped sharply. "Don't tell me you want to make a baby first. Look out yeah. Mother scribble you into a child."

"Yes, it's not Bun. That way is too old."

"Then." Litania squinted her eyes.

"I'll use Mommy and Dad to want to know what I want. In Jakarta there are many hidden shamans."

The plot!

Again, a punch landed back. Not anymore, but a slap in the forehead. Anya again rubbed the marks of the punch. "Bun Pain ...."

"But you're a complete person."

"Ih, Mother. Anyway I asked for a marriage. Married me to Mas Dery. The point! Or not, I'll be talking to Seto. If Mother blocks the happiness of a child."

Litania. He lost. Not out of fear of the absurd threat of Anya. It's just that it feels useless to argue with Anya. He now realizes that no parent will win if faced with children.

Sitting back with eyes staring at the arrangement of flowers in the garden, Litania patted the chair next to her. Code to have Anya sit down.

Without asking too much Anya also according. And unexpectedly his mother who had just nagged, tightly grasped his hand.

"Mother is worried about you. You're still not ready to go home, yes," said Litania at last. Sounded soft and full of feeling.

"of course. Mother was ever young." Litania hanging word. He held her hand tighter. "That makes Mommy the same Daddy heavy because of his father Dery. Are you sure you can take him?"

Anya immediately died said, speechless. The lips seem to lose function. Intentions of the heart want to argue to the point of the final blood. But that confidence just vanished when discussing Deri's father. Dery only has a father, a stubborn father who is not reluctant to beat his children if they are rebellious. He knew very well that, the story of when Dery's beginnings penetrated into business when the man had ambitions to become a teacher. Given that Anya immediately shuddered. He pulled his hand from Litania.

"Are you sure you can win the heart of Prakoso Nasution? He's the biggest businessman ever. Your father was lazy to relate to him. Are you sure you can? He's a snob. Moreover, you once made him enter the hospital." Litania's gaze was so solemn as she said that.

Anya swallowed. The pupils of the eyes are enlarged. He remembered that story. It was a shameful and fatal event that he would never forget in a lifetime. The most and most regrettable mistake. At that time, he who had just graduated from school returned to Jakarta. At that time Dery introduced him to the family. Unfortunately at that time he was asked to prepare lunch without the help of a maid.

Without knowing anything about cooking and only having reckless capital, he also agreed. And it was something unwanted. Prakoso was poisoned with food and was hospitalized for almost 3 days. Therefore, Dery's stubborn parents were against their relationship. Even now. Anya who has been shrewd in cooking was never considered at all.

Like a fly, Prakoso always stares cynically at him even though Anya has almost two years working part time at the restaurant that Dery manages.

Sighing again, Anya looked at her mother's pusar. "Then what should I do, Bun? I should what?"

"Yes .. if you are ready to be his wife Dery, it means you must be ready to accept anything including Prakoso's rude behavior. You are ready for anything. You must be able to thicken your ears to hear all his harsh words."

Anya quiet. Litania who saw Anya's nervousness again asked, "About ready? You ready to be homelinised to keep him? He's chatty, his mouth doesn't have a filter. Rich in firecrackers. If you are ready with that and get blessing from him, Mother same father you can not do anything but ngerestuin."

"That means Mother ngizinin I'm with Dery?" ask Anya enthusiastically. His eyes were wide with a super big smile. There was no trace of sadness there. Though not a minute he sighed uneasily thinking about the Prakoso.

Litania nodded. "Actually Mother also ...."

Not yet finished Litania's speech, Anya already prancing. He jumps for joy as he performs a triumphant celebration. Litania who did not believe in the child's movements began to speculate, is it possible that her son is as tight as a flirtatious virgin demon?

"Him, don't jump around. It's an official party, not a discotheque." Litania said while looking around. Guests who incidentally the fathers who happened to pass them also stared in wonder at the aran. Not to mention the wives sitting together not far from where they were talking.

The embarrassed Litania quickly hugged Anya to stop jumping. "Diem, New. Don't be embarrassed. Keep your father's dignity, "he whispered growling.

Anya grinned and then returned to justify the dress that wrapped the body. He put his mother's face on. "Thank you Bun," he said then cipika-cipiki.

The happy euphoria was so clearly imprinted on the face. Marasa has got a green light that for years the mother has been disguised as gray.

"Yes yes" said Litania.

Anya who was happy was about to run away. But unexpectedly Litania blocked her wrist.

Astonished, Litania began to ask, "Why Bun? Don't tell me you changed your mind? Come, Bun. Please ...."

Litania. "Mother wants it. Where are you going?"

"I'd like to see Dery. I want to give you happy news."

Litania clucking. He smiled and looked at Anya's back. Undeniably in that smile there was such great concern for Anya. Will he get through all of that?

While Anya who can not hide the feeling of happiness prancing. But in front of him he was intercepted by Dafin, his brother was standing upright with his hands in his pants pocket.

"Where are you going, Nya?" ask Dafin.

"I'm going, Bang. Want to make bread dough," Anya replied ambiguously with hands that had been clenched so firmly. Dafin who knew the strange gelagat only glanced sharply.

"You don't get into trouble, Him. I'm going to get married again. Don't let because of your problem I'm breaking up the marriage. Just watch out for you. I won't help you solve your problems" threatened Dafin with emphasis.

"Yes if you don't want to. I still have another brother."

"Him!" safin Sentak. It's about to lift the window. But Anya was already hunting away. The girl peels her tongue—mock.

Litania who saw his behavior twitching the temple, he sat down again until the touch on the shoulder resuscitated.

"Mbak Reka, when is it?" ask Litania while cipika cipiki to Reka. The elderly woman looks elegant with a blackish brown dress and a long headscarf covering the chest.

"Must. Together Vero. Sorry it's late."

"Yes, it's okay."

"Congratulations. Not long after your status will change to mother-in-law, "beo Reka teases.

Litania smiled ironically. It is undeniable that he is happy for Dafin, but quite depressed when thinking about Dafan. Not to mention Anya. Litania ended sighing.

"I'll soon be receiving a son-in-law."

"Wau .. gas pol once," said Reka. The fifty-year-old woman chuckled small.

"Bak look at that. What child can be a wife?"

"He's exactly you, Litan. Exactly, duplicate."

Litania let out a long breath. He saw a man standing next to him. "You must have been so sick of me that I was like that."

The design just smiled thinly. "What are you really fretting about? If he wants to marry you. We as parents are not good in the way of continuing. That's part of being an adult. He is great and has the right to whatever he wants. The 21-year-old can think logically. He could already think about what was good and what was bad, there were consequences to be borne."

"But Anya is different. He was just his age that went up. But his mind ...." Litania sighed again.

"Let's go, ntar is also a grown-up himself. Like you, you also change over time. Chandra can change you and I'm sure Anya will change too if she meets the soul mate God created for her."

Litania holds the hand of the designer. The two sit next to each other.

"No doubt now we actually experience what is called baseless worry. The older I get the more scared I get," urged Litania.

"It's humane. The longer we live, the happier we are and have many things, the more worry there is, the more we just react to it. Wisely. That's what we have to do as older people" Reka said.

"Bak is very wise. I have always respected you the same. I wonder who will be his daughter-in-law Ma'am Reka."

Now the designer who breathed fretted. "Of course I don't know, either. My son is still on his own. He has never known anyone in all this time. His father has often given him a code plus a satire to get married. But he is not sensitive. If we mention it clearly, he is immediately angry. I think what's on his mind is a matter of work."

"Nevent found his soul mate too Ma'am."

Mangosteen design. Suddenly a crazy idea flashed through Litania's head.

"What if I get a match?" he said with sparkling eyes.

"Who's same? You want to match Vero with Anya. Don'tdon't. Wong has a candidate."

"Yes not. How could I give Anya to the family. Poor Ma'am, must have gotten a son-in-law like him."

Again, Reka chuckled. "You're up to the same side as your own son."

Litania smiled. I don't know, his feelings are mixed. One side he wants his children to be happy. He wanted his son to get what he wanted, but one side he did not believe what he could let go of Dafin and Anya to get married. And even more Anya.

Meanwhile, Anya who had changed clothes got into the car. The hair that had been beautiful was now changed into a ponytail with a black hoodie covering the head.

"Awas you Shireen, I will not lose this time," he muttered steadily and then turned on the car engine.

Litania in front of Shireen's house. I'm not sure Shireen still lives there. It's just that he complains to fate and holds on to instinct. He was very sure that Shireen still lived in that simple house.

He waited and waited until the time showed at eleven o'clock in the evening. Turns out his instincts were right, Dery's car broke into the yard of the house.

"Damn. They really are together," Anya growled.

Without having any attention first Anya got out of the car. He clapped his hands to make the two newly arrived people become unusually clumsy. Especially Dery he got out of the car with a slightly paled face. As for Shireen, the girl grinned, as if mocking Anya.

"Why are you here?" ask Dery. He who was wearing a shirt rolled up until the elbow was approaching Anya. "You don't misunderstand me. This is not what you have in mind" Dery continued.