The Plain Little Wife

Apparently Diandra...?

Two days passed after the wedding of Allen and Keisha. It all came back to the original activity, it just so happened that now Sunday Nevan was just staying in the apartment because he was no longer working odd jobs in cafes. The man had thought it through carefully, that he would take care of the family company.

Nevan sits on the sofa with a ciki on his lap, occasionally laughing at Spongebob Squarepants cartoons he is watching.

Seeing her husband who was only so much earlier made Airin tired of seeing him. The woman snorted, then sat down next to her husband.

"Sister Nevan from the morning just watching television doang, did you know there was no other work? For example, if the join really wash the bathroom so let the join is useful," said Airin suddenly while rubbing his distended stomach.

Hearing that Nevan turned a glance towards his wife, while eating ciki he refocused towards the television. "That's not a name for gab, but it's too diligent. So, people do not be very diligent, people can take sea water using a spoon until the dry sea."

"Sister Nevan said what, anyway?" Airin hit her husband's arm slowly.

"I, tuh, bosen see Brother Nevan who watches mulu television. Am I any less attractive?" continue the woman.

Feeling something strange, Nevan freezes for a few seconds until she realizes something. "I? You said, me? Why did it suddenly change?"

The woman cleared her throat briefly, took a television fuss and then pressed the number five that showed the news. "What the hell, just ... I want that!"

"Really?" ask Nevan to make sure.

Airin nodded his head, "Ehem, I actually just want to be a good mother and wife. Airin wants to learn to be an adult, can cook, take care of the house, and not crybaby anymore."

Hearing that Nevan reviewed his smile, then gently rubbed his wife's head. "Whatever it is, I don't want you to turn into someone else in front of me. So yourself, don't be someone else."

The pregnant woman nodded her head while smiling.

"If so change also dong nickname for me, soon have a child call him Brother Nevan. Later that there is our child thinks we are not husband and wife, but sister brother," said Nevan while staring at Airin expectantly.

"No need ah, already Brother Nevan there is no need to be replaced," replied Airin.

"You're being replaced anyway!"

"No want! I'm not used to knowing!"

"Try it, you'll get used to it!"

Airin thought for a moment, then he came up with an idea. "Okay, I'll agree to change the nickname of Nevan's sister. But there are conditions!"

"Hm, what?"

Airin quickly became, "I want to see Febby!"

Hearing that name Nevan's face turned sour, he took the television fuss that Airin was holding and switched the television channel to the Spongebob cartoon Squarepants.

"Mending doesn't have to be changed!" reply Nevan without glancing at his wife.

Of course Airin who heard that immediately frowned dislike. "Please, I'd like to see Febby. This is the first and last time, after that I won't ask to see him."

"What did I do to meet him?" Nevan asked as he looked at his wife quickly.

"I just want to say something to him, I want to know clearly and from his own mouth the reason he did it to me" replied Airin with the end of his clear face, hoping Nevan to melt.

Nevan exhaled, "Okay, I'm letting go. But, just five minutes, after that we go home."

Tearin's eyes instantly sparkled, he nodded swiftly approvingly.

•°•°•

In the room, Airin sat opposite Febby, who was dressed as a prisoner, but was blocked by a single table. Meanwhile, Nevan waits for his wife outside the room. The man was too fed up to see Febby's face even for a second.

"Well, why are you here? Wanna fuck me, huh?" Febby asked as the beginning of their meeting, he looked at Airin cynically.

Airin sighed, then wrapped her hand on the table. "I didn't mean anything bad or what you thought. I'm just here to know why you're doing it all the same to me, why can you plan something bad to kidnap me? Am I wrong?"

"Lo will never know what it's like to be me, born to a poor family, my father died when I was a child, and have a mother who works as a maid. I've spent my childhood with Nevan, I love him, I love him, I love him, but you ruin all my expressions and expectations with Nevan! There shouldn't be any between me and Nevan!" febby continued in a tone of voice full of emphasis.

Lowering his head, Airin just silently listened to everything Febby had to say. To be honest, he felt pity for the life story of the girl in front of him.

"I've always been grateful for what I've been up to, always sincere about losing something. But, if I have to lose Nevan, I can't. I love him already." Febby paused his words, then his eyeballs looked up sharply at Airin.

"But, you easily get into Nevan's life. Get Nevan's attention, love, heart, affection, everything about Nevan lo dapet easily. If you don't exist, I'll be in that position, not lo!" continued.

"Febby, I don't know what you're feeling. But I never expected this to happen either. Meet Nevan and immediately become his wife, even pregnant with flesh and blood. I see, you definitely don't accept that. I'm sorry, if you consider this all my fault" Airin said softly.

"But, there is nothing we can change, if time can be turned, maybe I will choose not to go back to Indonesia and decide to stay here. You can definitely get Nevan's sister, but one thing you should know. Want how the story goes, if this is his destiny. Everything will ultimately remain the same, no matter how hard we fight, destiny cannot be changed. So even with feelings, you can't force someone to love you." Airin sighed, then slowly clasped Febby's hand.

"I hope after this you can forgive yourself and love yourself, do not be too ambitious to get something that is impossible to achieve. You're not going to get it you're wasting time on something that's waiting for you to reach." Right after saying that, Airin stood up and left in front of Febby.

While Febby, he just silently lowered his head and was led by one of the policewomen to return to the detention cell.

•°•°•

The day passed so quickly. The twisting phases for schoolchildren are finally over, passing through various obstacles with a brain that does not stop to think. Today the report division, the students received the report with pleasure for getting satisfactory results, as did Davian.

The handsome young man with a big nose could not believe that he got a rank of three in his class. Finally all his efforts for months were not in vain, he got more than enough.

"Crazy! It turns out that I am a pinter, already handsome, kind, not arrogant, diligent saving, plus a watered brain. Beuh, I made a list to be Lee Jieun's husband." Davian giggled at the end of his sentence and after that he suddenly got a message from his private tutor, the message contained that tonight he was asked to go to the house of Rama, his private tutor.

"Suddenly? What do you want to do, these gentlemen?" mumbled wondering.

And it didn't take much longer, the night had greeted so quickly. As Davian promised, he will go to Rama's apartment tonight.

The young man opened the apartment door after pressing a few buttons. By the way, Rama himself told Davian the apartment number.

Inside the apartment was very quiet, there was no sign of Rama inside there. Davian found a box and there was a letter there.

___________________

This is a gift from me because you get into the top three, use it as best you can.

___________________

Initially after reading the letter Davian did not understand, what was the purpose of using it as best as possible? And a few seconds he understood after finding that there was one***** in that box.

"What does this mean? Mr. Rama told me to make ... That's real, crazy!" Davian put the ****** it on the table roughly, then shuddered.

Shortly after that the bell rang, immediately Davian opened it and then he was surprised by the arrival of Diandra who wore a skirt on the knee with a lilac-colored crop sweater.

"Did you come here?" ask Davian.

Don't forget the surprised expression that Diandra still put up.

"Woy! Even bengong, you why come here? This is my private tutor's apartment" Davian told Diandra.

"G-gue here for work," Diandra retorted by trying to stay calm.

Hearing that Davian frowned, "Work? What the hell is your job here? The maid? The time of her dress style assistant is like-" Davian did not continue his speech, he remembered a few months ago when he saw Diandra along with an om-om.

"A-what do you mean by that work ... Make layanin om-om?"

The question managed to make Diandra speechless a thousand languages and slowly his head he nods.

"Yes!"