THIS IS MY DESTINY...

19 Learn to drive

" then?"

" I'm less mas. I don't think I should join them"Germawan frowned.

" Wouldn't joining socialite mothers be the dream of all women?"

" Yes, but I also know myself. What is my background like? It's far from my wish to marry a rich man like you. I was really insecure this time" Safia looked down miserably.

" Dear, listen to me.... In the eyes of our God we are the same, but God makes it easy for me materially. But not necessarily my charity is more than yours. Mama invited you to join the real socialite mothers so you could socialize with the outside world. So you have broad insight. There are many activities they do. Not just showing off treasures, but there are some social activities such as meatballs, chant and others. They do not actually intend to show off, but they appreciate their hard work by buying the items they want. So now you understand what I mean, right?"

Safia nodded slowly." I'll go with you wherever you take me" Hermawan stroked Safia's head.

" Well, that's what dong..it's called the dream wife"

The two laughed and looked at each other.

" Dear, help me sleep again.I'm still so sleepy" Safia nodded.

Safia tidied up the mucus she was wearing as well as her alphabet. " Come here baby." said Hermawan while patting the mattress beside him. Safia approached her husband and slept by his side. Hermawan immediately hugged Safia's body tightly. " Don't be too tight.I've been breathing"

Hermawan smiled, now he began to stretch his embrace. Hermawan began to close his eyes, as did Safia.

As the day grew early, the birds began to sing. The rooster began to hum. The heat of the sun began to break through the window of Hermawan's room. Hermawan rubbed his face many times. When he opened his eyes, his gaze was fixed with a mini clock on top of the drawer.

" Fast once a ten o'clock in the morning !" lament Hermawan. He felt like he had just closed his eyes for a few hours. His body is in pain and pain. Maybe because they are too busy to work and lack of rest. Hermawan got out of his bed and immediately took a shower.

After finishing the bath he immediately went down to look for the whereabouts of his wife. While still going down the stairs, his gaze was fixated with someone sitting casually at the dining table.

" Mama's here...?"

Mrs Sanjaya looked over. " It's been since morning Mama's here. Even mama took your place to take Fanesa to school" Madam Sanjaya sipped a cup of coffee while reading the newspaper.

" Where's safia ma?" Hermawan looked back and forth looking for the whereabouts of his wife.

" Learn drive... Let's later be able to pick up Fanesa school" Hermawan sat in the chair right next to his mother sitting.

" Mama maksa Safia to hang out with mama's socialite friends?" Hermawan looked at Madam Sanjaya seriously.

" I just want Safia to be accepted everywhere. Mama will teach him how to look like a businessman's wife. Mama will also teach him how to behave when close to the office mothers. Mama just wants Safia to look elegant and special"

" Ma, I just want Safia to appear as she is. I want a simple wife and everything I need. I don't want a wife who's too busy with her own business"

" I'll limit his activities. At least give us two days a week to hang out with us socialites and have fun being nominated"

" It's up to Mama..." Hermawan began to despair of arguing with his mother.

Shortly after the debate, two Hermawan officers arrived.

" I'm sorry, Mr. Hermawan, we brought some files that you need to sign" an officer gave the file to Hermawan.

" Here, why don't you just work from home. So you can spend a lot of time with Safia"

" It still can't ma, but today I want to rest at home"

" Hurry to have another child, if you can. So that you can continue your efforts"

" It's still a ma program..." Hermawan handed the file back into the hands of his employees.

" We retreat first Mr. Hermawan and Mrs Sanjaya, thank you" Hermawan nodded and his two servants left the dining table.

" Greetings walaikum, how sir... Is Safia good at driving?" Madam Sanjaya looked at the man sharply.

" Mrs. Safia quickly mastered what I taught. Stay two meetings for stabilization and management of driving license"

" Good, you can go..."

" I'll excuse you ladies, lady, and lord Hermawan" Hermawan and his mother replied with a nod.

Safia sat next to Hermawan. He grabbed a glass and poured water into it.

" Safia, prepare...! After this mom will take you to the party and shop"

" Ma.. leave Safia at home, she's tired of it..." Hermawan stroked Safia's head. Safia cheeks blush red get Hermawan treatment is so sweet.

" It's only fitting that Fanesa is always angry with your attitude. You're overreacting with your wife" Sanjaya's mistress said cynically.

" If only Safia could I laminate, it would be so that others wouldn't be able to touch her" Hermawan smiled proudly at his own words.

" Hemmmttt... micin base!" Ledek Mrs Sanjaya.

" Why micin ma?"

" Ituloh's... As Fanesa cin-cin said..."

" Bucin ma..hehe" Safia laughed at her mother-in-law's behavior.

" Whatever... Come on fia, we're leaving...!"

" Safia don't change first ma?" Hermawan tried to buy time.

" What do you want? Trying to buy time? Just delicious...! Today Safia belongs to me...!" Madam Sanjaya pulled Safia forcibly. Hermawan felt sad, now not only himself who wants to always be close to his wife. His mother, even Fanesa now began to get familiar with Safia.

Mrs Sanjaya invites Safia to go to Surabaya for shopping. It was without Hermawan's knowledge. Even so Hermawan will never be able to refuse the request of his mother. His mother's obsession with turning his wife into an elegant socialite woman is beyond his senses. Now Hermawan only smiled to himself considering Sanjaya's mother's rejection of Safia.

Hermawan spent his time in his study. He began to monitor the work of his employees through his smartphone. Sometimes he checks the stock index today. According to him, marrying Safia is a fortune in itself. Since marrying Safia, his business began to grow even more rapidly. The problems in his company he easily solved.

The day was getting late, Hermawan began to get restless. His wife and mother did not come home either. He glanced at the wall clock. " It's 10 p.m." It's 10 p.m"

Hermawan pacing around in his house. Sometimes he turned to the gate to make sure there was a car entering his yard. Sometimes he tried to contact his wife and mother, but the results were nil. Safia's cell phone died and her mother never picked up her phone.

" Where's Pa, aunt Safia?" Suddenly Fanesa's head poked out from behind the door.

" Papa don't know baby, this afternoon went with Oma until now has not come home"

" oohs... Fanesa sleep first yes pa"

" Yes, sweet dreams..." Hermawan approached his daughter and kissed her forehead. Fanesa left Hermawan alone on the porch.

Hermawan's mind ran somewhere. He was really worried about his mother and wife.

After an hour of waiting, Sanjaya's car arrived at the gate. A security was running around to open the sturdy and tall gate.

Hermawan was fixated on seeing the appearance of a woman who came out of her mother's sedan car.

" Her, look at it to such an extent..!"

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