The In-Law Choices

Chapter 50 Don't dream!

With agitated steps, Aisyah held the hand of Saras's bik towards the rented door by slightly dragging the old woman.. He did not think that his arrival to Makasa city could make him intai by someone. In fact they managed to find the location where he lived now.

With a tremble, Aisyah reached into the contract key in her bag, so nervous all the contents of her bag to scatter to the floor.

"Why are you so scared, son?". Tegur bik Saras full of worry.

"I - that's mom! Someone's following us..". Aisyah replied, she already got the key she was looking for. Immediately he put back all the falling items back into his bag in a hurry.

"Here's the key! Let me open the door! You look scared like that". Saras bik's advice. Sweat splashed on his master's forehead, maybe the fear he felt was not a playful thing.

Aisyah handed over the contract keys to bik Saras. After the door opened, Aisyah immediately pulled Saras's bik inside and closed the door quickly. The woman massaged her chest because she already felt a little safer in the contract.

"You take it easy, boy! They must be just our neighbors who might have just returned home. Bibik is a village person here, so aunt knows the cars of everyone who lives around this village". Bikujuk bik Saras. He knew the car they saw earlier was his teammate in guarding Aisyah. But he must not reveal who they really are to the woman for fear of her becoming ilfil to them and choose not to be protected by anyone.

"But the car is so fancy! Only conglomerates can have it, it is impossible that people in this village can have such expensive cars, while Rehan mas only.....". Aisyah immediately closed her mouth because she accidentally mentioned the name of the man who was so hated. Let alone to touch, mentioning the man's name alone in such disgust now.

"You can't be wrong, son! The guy who sometimes looks simple that's the real conglomerate, he doesn't like to show off wealth, living in the village doesn't demand the possibility if we're all rich here right?". Syndir bik Saras while stroking baby Albar hair to make more sound sleep.

"Like mom, right? The proof is that I don't mind if I pay mom a little, and instead want to stay with me on this small contract, surely mom has a lot of money already?". Ask Aisyah full of questions. He was also actually very curious about the figure of the woman who transformed into an angel in this life. The woman who opened her eyes to escape her toxic marriage.

Even this woman is also the one who brought her to a safer than detection by her future ex-husband.

"Except mom dong! What did you see this rich mom? Dull clothes like this too, kind of - kind of!". Elak bik Saras's. Honestly, he was the one who didn't have it.

"But my own mother told me that the real conglomerate....". Aisyah's words were cut off.

"Already - already! You are explained so that you do not fear too much with people, even the mother you attack is exhausted! Go in the room already! Your child is already willing to meet the mattress, afraid of his body pegel - pegel like this continues..". Cut Saras's bik away from Aisyah's interrogation which will either end when if in ladeni.

Baby Albar fell asleep in a sling bik Saras. The little boy was not at all bothered by everything that was happening around him. The real child is very understanding and easy to care for, but unfortunately he had to go through childhood with family conflicts and growth that may be hampered. Now, he's two years old, but he still can't walk properly, talking is still like an 8-month-old baby, so sad your fate, son.

They finally rested in their own rooms. After Saras's bik put baby Albar in her mother's room, the woman went inside her room and contacted someone. From his face he was so agitated and tense, then turned irritated after the call was turned off, for what reason?

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Rehan is now in his silver car heading to his residence. Beside him, a faithful woman sat beside him while tightly grasping the man's hand.

Feeling uneasy, Rehan pulls his hand from being held by Desi, the woman he has always loved, the woman he so wanted to make a wife for, the woman who always made him happy now looks boring in his eyes, maybe the frustrating effect of looking for the existence of his first wife who until now has not been successfully met.

Desi stared exasperatedly at her husband, despite the pain of being treated harshly by the man she had been after, but she should not be whiny before all her wishes were fulfilled. She quickly changed her face to be spoiled again to seduce her husband.

But unfortunately, Rehan was not inedible at all persuaded Desi at this time. He further tightened his car to vent his frustration. It had been a few weeks he had continued to search for Aisyah's whereabouts through his subordinates, but nil, until now the news of the whereabouts of the woman had not been obtained.

Desi turned frightened with the speed of cars that increasingly split the road. Reflex took off his embrace from the husband's arm and turned to cover his face with both hands. Unexpectedly, the trick he had been using to seduce Rehan was getting less and less potent. Since her husband's legal wife left, it was her turn to be the one in the man's pocket.

"Mas! Slowly the car!". Shouted Desi with great fear.

The woman's shrill voice did not undo Rehan's intentions for solo racing on the streets this very second.

"If you don't want to slow down, let me jump out of here! This is what you want, want me to die of fear in this car!". Threatening Desi full of emphasis. Seen from her face, her words earlier only to make her husband down and again afraid of losing himself as before.

But still, Rehan did not heed all that his wife said. He just pressed the key buttons all over the car door so it couldn't open unless he opened it. So the threat of Desi would only be a mere threat to him, would not be real.

Since there were no more ideas he could use, Desi chose silence and resigned to what would happen to them at this time, if the car was screwed, eating them both dead, if it survived, then they'll both survive. He closed his eyes tightly while praying in his heart that he would not be picked up by death today.

So long he dissolved in prayer out of fear, finally the car stopped suddenly, he who did not know was immediately shocked and smashed his head forward into the car. "Duh, mas, Sick..". He grimaced in pain while holding his forehead which was painful from the impact.

"Not to be whiny! Out there! Open gate!". Rehan snapped at his wife with a groan of pain.

"Why not use a remote controller?". Desi asked confusedly.

"I forgot to bring it, don't ask you too much! Quickly open it!". Rehan. His eyes glared at Desi for the woman to immediately obey her orders.

"Well, I'm mas! You think I'm your babu, huh? Don't treat me like this!". Instead of being afraid, Desi was even more upset with her husband. It could be that the man asked her to open a gate that she herself did not know how to open. Don't dream!.

"You!". Rehan raised his hand intending to slap Desi.

"What mas? You want to slap me? Here slap! Are you not satisfied to make my forehead bruise like this? You want to add more? Right here! Go ahead!". Desi challenged her husband. The way it further provokes the emotions of her husband who was already in ubun - ubun since earlier.

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