Third Wife, The Land Buyer

have mercy

Fauzan did not expect to see all this, because he became one of the people responsible for making wounds on Naina.

how not, he now provides ten beautiful girls to be chosen by the first wife of his friend's husband.

Fauzan was just waiting outside as Bu Lastri did interviews with the girls.

Fauzan let out a sigh, "if only I could contact Reino to have him take you away," the man's inner self

how not to be made a third wife alone has made nakba sad, but this she had to face another woman again

but Fauzan was curious why Bu Lastri was looking for another wife, even though Naina had just entered the family there were not even six months.

"mas Adji, I may ask no, how does not look young mistress, should not if you choose a wife should both ladies who intervened, yes" asked Fauzan

"loh mas Fauzan did not know yes, the young mistress had been brought to the concubine's house, so Romo asked this to be a wife who could give birth to children" the bodyguard said.

"what.." startled Fauzan.

everyone in the village knows that being at the concubine's house means there is no hope of being loved.

he might even die without love there, but he did not expect the girl who was always called in beautiful could experience that bad thing.

though Naina is one of the very beautiful women first, in addition to having the goodness of nature and speech.

mbok tum and mbok ji noted some girls who were already suitable for Father Jalal, Bu Lastri chose two girls who were more than Naina in terms of beauty and can be arranged.

"tomorrow ask these two girls to come to the big house of Grace, because I will do the last test," ordered Miss Lastri.

"your lady, uh" answered both.

Miss Lastri came out of Fauzan's house, and she threw a wad of money at the young man.

"thank you for helping, it turns out your work is very good," said Miss Lastri who rushed away.

"thank you, old lady" replied Fauzan.

the luxury car had already left his residence and Fauzan rushed in and asked the girls to come home.

"do I have to contact Reino, because the man is still crazy because of Naina's marriage stay," confused Fauzan.

he immediately called his friend, but dear Reino's number can not be contacted.

yes Fauzan does not know if Reino is currently in a second-class prison in one of the cities.

Reino went to prison because he robbed and killed the man whose house was robbed, but unfortunately the police could not find the results of the man's robbery.

Reino kept his mouth shut no matter how tortured, so all the treasures he robbed were safe.

he served two years in prison shortly after, as his cousin successfully defended himself during the trial.

he will continue his life later, and now he must focus on shaping the body and becoming strong.

Fauzan also felt frustrated, how not, school friends who are always good now suffer.

he was eager to see Naina to ask about what happened, but he knew it was very difficult to get into the house.

even in the garden it was free to let some mongoose deliberately kept by Father Jalal.

"how you do Jalal, I heard your coffee was exported abroad" asked Ndoro Sudarjo.

"all thanks to persistence and hard work, to be able to penetrate the international market," replied Father Jalal.

"wasn't it because Lastri managed it to be this successful all your company?" tanya Ndoro Sudarjo who knows if some of the business owned by his son-in-law was managed by his daughter.

"unfortunately, the translucent into the international scene is a coffee made by a small factory that is managed by Ningsih and is now continued to my third wife, and for the company held by Lastri, which is now owned by him, it can only be in the domestic market" said Romo Jalal calmly.

a mongoose climbed onto Tomo Jalal's shoulder and was leisurely immobile.

"because the coffee that is exported is civet coffee is very special because all coffee trees through special care, even our badger animals are our own biomedical," replied Father Jalal.

"why do you sound favoritism, when you know that I don't like things like that" said Ndoro Sudarjo.

"excuse me my stupid father-in-law, but this is an effort pioneered by Ningsih from the beginning, so you can't say if I'm favoritism, if you want me to be non-precious, I'm going to take your daughter's power in two of my big factories, and give it to Naina, like that's not fair" Father Jalal said.

"it's not like that, it's not discussed anymore, now show how many hectares of rice fields you have," said Ndoro Sudarjo who was curious about the rice fields owned by his daughter-in-law.

because he knew that Lastri would be very rich by inheriting all of Jalal's homo possessions when the man died later.

since the age of humans no one knew until when, they walked down the village road.

when passing through the village residents, they were greeted politely by the villagers.

Father Jalal and Ndoro Sudarjo look very relaxed this heart, especially the weather is also not too hot.

while passing through the cassava garden they saw a boy about twelve years old being dragged by the men of Father Jalal.

"hey why are you pulling her like this? why?" tomo Jalal's.

"he had just finished stealing cassava in Romo's garden, he initially wanted to run away but I managed to catch him, because not only this time it was Romo, but it had been many times," replied the cassava garden keeper.

"why do you steal, kakuntau not if I hate thieves so much" said Father Jalal.

"forgive me Romo, my father is sick, my mother is pregnant and old and tired to work, my sister is hungry and keeps crying, forced me to steal this cassava, she said, sorry Romo because mom came home last night, I did steal but only this twice" the boy said.

Alip understood the code of Father Jalal, "let go, let me drive him home,"

"well, Mas Alip" the supervisor replied.

"this is the last time, if there is another incident, your head is the redemption" said Father Jalal, who returned to the plantation and rice fields.

they both stood up and saw the vast expanse of rice fields that were currently being planted with soybeans and corn.

but there were some laborers who worked in the citrus orchard bringing the ripe oranges to the concubine's house.

"Sarno, where are the oranges going to be taken?"

"report Romo, the young mistress decided to process the oranges into syrup and fertilizer for soil fertility" replied Sarno.

"it turns out your concubine is also smart, yes" said Ndoro Sudarjo.