When a Neglected Wife Moves

Proposing

"You need to propose to Jelita first, get married, then only then can you touch your wife! You promised not to follow in your Daddy's footsteps!" Ranti is in the middle of hearing her son in front of his future daughter-in-law.

The defendant was silent with his hands diligently scratching his nape, clumsy "Yes Mi." Her speech.

"Now, between Jelita home, talk well with her family, Mami bless your relationship. If indeed you like each other, do not delay, the devil always tempts humans!" Ranti said again.

Dylan nodded "Yes Mi."

Jelita mesam-mesem heard the word "Iya Mi." Which Dylan had said. It turns out that behind the arrogance of his power there is a young lover of his mother inside the man.

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After giving the mother a farewell ritual, Dylan took Jelita out of the room and down the floor in an elevator.

Arriving at the lower floor of the palace, several large-bodied men blocked his path "Sorry Young master, you are not allowed to leave here!" It's similar to a safety unit.

Dylan's jaw hardened "How dare you!" Dylan's legs were about to step up but Jelita pulled her hand "Dylan!"

"Can't we permit it first either Om Edbert, must be in permission." His proposal.

Staring at Jelita the man frowned, there was not the slightest intention to whine at his father.

"Let my son come out!" A single edict heard from the top floor made everyone inching apart the line giving way to the young master.

There was a little shred of it that tore Dylan's pride apart, why did his father have to allow his bodyguards? It's as if Dylan can't get out on his own.

Without saying anything more Dylan immediately pulled Jelita's hand carrying her lover out of the palace. Above Edbert smiled at Jelita who gave a bow to her head.

Despite being kidnapped, Ranti manages to melt the heart of this beautiful woman, what else when she finds out that the reason Edbert kidnapped her is only for her son's bait.

Indeed, Jelita really wants Dylan to be reunited with his family as a whole so he agrees to be part of this extreme way.

There was a twinkle of loneliness that he had captured for a very long time behind the haughty attitude of his lover.

After all Jelita so know how exactly Dylan feels to him which turned out to be still the same as before.

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Arriving at the parking lot, Dylan opened the car door and let Jelita in before he also sat right to the woman's right.

There is no important conversation to discuss other than the longing talk they felt for seven months without meeting.

Until an hour passed, the luxury MPV type car had entered the courtyard of the classic house owned by Marseille. Both of them got off the four-wheeled vehicle.

"You're serious about proposing to me, Dylan?" Jelita looked at Dylan to make sure.

"of course! I want us to get married!" After that Dylan bravely took Jelita to the terrace.

Previously Jelita had called her family to tell her that she was okay with someone and not to worry about it.

However, apparently Marseille, Galang and Tristan still can not calm down, they stand right in front of the main entrance, presumably welcoming the arrival of Jelita.

His eyes were sharp on Dylan as if saying "How dare to run away this house's favorite daughter until late at night!"

What about the next-door neighbor gossip that might be whispering cheerfully after seeing the divorcee's new widow already carrying another handsome man.

Dylan was clumsy, upon seeing the unfriendly expressions of the three men. In the middle of the night this kind of sweat condenses on the forehead.

"You why Dylan?" In between the steps Jelita tilted her head ensuring the nervous face of the lover.

"Ga papa!" Dylan developed a forced smile that seemed bitter to Jelita.

"You nervous?"

"Impossible!"

Jelita's faint smile developed upon hearing that answer. It seems, what Dylan said was not in harmony with reality. The look of Dylan's arrogant face had turned stiff.

"Bah, Bang, ..." Arriving on the terrace of Jelita's house, kissing on the back of Marseille's hands, Galang and Tristan.

"Know, this is Dylan. Dylan introduce this Papah, Bang Galang and Bang Tristan." Said Jelita introduced her lover to her three possessive men.

"Where have you guys been? Why is midnight like this just here? It's even been over twelve!"

Another when facing his favorite woman's parents, nervous, awkward, kelu and so forth Dylan felt, again this was the first time Dylan proposed to a woman.

"Dylan took Jeje to Pah's parents, it's clear that Jeje's phone was kidnapped, it's just a bad prank, we're from Dylan's parents' house just now."

"Well, ask this boy!" Marseille pointed at Dylan's clumsy face as she glared at her daughter.

"Oh my God, what is this son of Jelita? Why is his daughter as soft as his father sutra sangar like this?" Inner Dylan.

"Emm, just now, me, ..."

"Obviously you're talking!" An angry Galang suddenly snatched Dylan's words then turned to look at his sister.

"So this is the guy you chose to be your girlfriend? I don't know if I'm talking about it!" His lips while pointing at Dylan's face scoffed.

"Oh My God! Why is it so hard to just talk about it!" Dylan cursed his fate while scratching his brows, clumsy.

"Well, with Dylan's explanation, you guys play so hard!" Ketus Jelita looked upset, could not bear to see Dylan's nervous expression.

"You're in!" Tell Tristan to Jelita and then turn to Dylan "And you're home!" His jolt drove away.

Jelita stomps her feet like a tantrum toddler "Bang, how come he was told to go home anyway? Dylan would like to, ..."

"What else is midnight like?" Sambar Marseille trimmed his daughter's words that were not yet finished.

"I'm here to propose to Jelita Om!" The words that came out of the man's lips were firm.

Marseille widened her eyes "Dammar said you?" Asked with a petty look that led to Dylan's handsome face.

"Right Om, I'm serious." Dylan again.

Marseille, Galang and Tristan looked at each other before Marseille looked back at Dylan.

"You think my daughter is a careless woman? As if to propose to Jelita in the middle of the night without parents without bringing anything? The origin is also unclear, already willing to propose!" Marseille's stabs cursed the man.

"I, ..." Not to mention Marseille's done back-stabbing "You got parents, right?" Ketus.

Dylan nodded "Have Om." Respond politely.

"Then bring your parents here, ..."

"So my proposal was accepted Om?" Sela Dylan is confident.

Marseille frowns "Just you! It's nothing to the GR! I just want to know the origin of your family, and the seed of the weight that will determine the acceptance of your application! Understood?" Keto.

Dylan slightly silently digested his future-in-law's orders, then how did he bring his parents along? While Dylan himself never had the intention to return to the main house of Edbert Jackson.

"Why silence? Your head shrivel?" Marseille rebuked while folding his hands to the chest.

"Emm, n-not really Om, I'm still very determined to propose to your daughter!" Dylan's Refute.

"Good!" Marseille was bearded "Then I wait!" Her speech.

Marseille lowered the folds of her hand and walked into the main door. That made Dylan a little more relieved.

"Thank God, ..." His mind while rubbing his sweaty forehead.

However, apparently two prospective brothers-in-law still want to try how serious the man is to their beloved sister.

"Now you're in! There's something you need to work on, before bringing your parents here!" Tristan's word to Dylan was Galang pulling his sister, possessive.

"OMG, what else is this? Why is this heavy as an obstacle?" Behind the nod of his head Dylan cursed inwardly.

Tristan embraces her younger sister walking into the main door followed by Dylan and Galang.

"Bang Tristan, you don't want to play Jeje's girlfriend, do you?" Jelita asked whispering suspiciously in her brother's ear.

"We'll see!"

... ⁇ ️..... Seriate..... ⁇ ️...