When My Wife Surrender

Stepmom

Rain let out a rough sigh, staring at Chrysanthemum who was talking to some staff regarding the arrival of the hotel owner. The same beautiful face, before the time repeated only he could understand the beauty in Chrysanthemum. But now everyone could already stare at her physical beauty.

"Call the restaurant manager!" the orders of a middle-aged man, looking unhappy with the food being served.

Rain turned his head towards the origin of the sound, really a noise that bothered me. A moment of silence knitted his forehead, although it was aging but still a little similar,"Dad," he muttered immediately hiding himself, near the bar.

She peeked a little, still upset? Of course, Sakha who left him with the grandmother, will not be forgotten by him."Look at that perverted face, she must have remarried, had another child, so forget about me and grandma.." those lips muttered.

However, for a moment his attention was turned to look towards the girl he loved. Walk handle Sakha's complaint.

"It's food or garbage!?" it's on Chrysanthemum.

"Fuckin' dad! Dare to dare to your own daughter-in-law." growled Rain saw everything from afar still crawling hide behind the bar table.

Chrysanthemum sighed harshly, "We'll replace it according to your taste. But please explain the bad mana part. So we can fix it..."

"It's less chrispy!!" Sakha makes excuses. The woman smiled, grabbing the amaranth chips that became an ornament.

Cracks...

"Krispi.." he said breaking with a finger.

"I ordered a meat weldon but I got a hard one," the reason again, still want to test the patience of Chrysanthemum.

The woman grabbed the slicing knife, revealing the meat that still had a slightly soft texture in it. "Weldon maturity level..."

"There is hair in the soup," another reason, has put a strand of the previous comfort woman's hair into the soup.

Chrysanthemums are moving towards the kitchen,"Damien!!" call him. A young man of French nationality came out with his long blonde hair, carrying a butcher knife.

"What!?" tanyakanya.

"There are guests who complain again about hair. I'm really going to cut your hair this time. If you can't handle it," replied Chrysanthemum.

Damien began to step in front of Sakha still with the butcher knife he was carrying, "I'm the only person who has long hair in the kitchen. And you see for yourself! Blonde hair! It's black!!" the answer is firm, do not want to lose the hair that lengthened with difficulty.

"All problems can be overcome." murmured Rain full of pride, still crawling into hiding.

Sakha laughed, then reached into her pocket, giving Damien tip money."There was nothing wrong with the food I ordered, everything felt perfect. This is my tip,"

"Thank you, don't ever play around with your hair again." the young chef paused.

Sakha's eyes glanced back at Chrysanthemum, who was talking to his subordinates."Patience and calm in overcoming the problem is not rash.Live one last test, what is cheap like Melani and other young women?" he muttered in a small voice, unable to be heard by the manager.

"Manager!!" call back.

The chrysanthemum clenched its forehead, trying to smile. Walk towards Sakha.

"What's up, sir?" tanyakanya.

"This is my business card. I'm the owner of Two Wings Air, you know. What if we eat together tonight? Hold a candle light dinner, both." he said.

Rain who heard everything rounded his eyes. Should she start writing the FTV script 'My stepmother is my wife, ' her father this time is absolutely outrageous. How dare he want his own daughter-in-law.

Rain quickly rose out from his hiding place. Embracing Chrysanthemum's waist, "Sorry, he already has a girlfriend" he said furiously.

"Yes, I'm a waiter, so why? Old bangka!" snapped Rain, no less fierce.

"Who taught you manners!? I'm sure your father is as unethical as you!!" Sakha started to get emotional, saying angry words.

"Yes!! My father is unethical..." Rain stared hard.

Two people who look at each other fiercely, do not like each other, whether there is a grudge.

"Sorry sir, for his disrespect. As an apology, we'll give you a glass of wine for free." said Chrysanthemum began to pull Rain's hand.

"Cabin!! You troublemaker." he continued a little whisper pulling Rain into his room.

"Based on children today, have no ethics, maybe his IQ is too low. Unlike Randy who is always smart, independent and polite.." the words back boast his only son. Humiliate the young man he had met for the first time.

***

The F&B manager was back in sight. The key was still on the doorknob, this opportunity would not be passed by Rain. Chrysanthemums that enter first, make it free to lock the door from the inside without the knowledge of Chrysanthemum.

"Why did you do it?" The chrysanthemum clenched his forehead irritated.

"He who?" Rain also looks just as upset, possessive. From his arrival Sakha only intends to disturb Chrysanthemum. Have you known before? It's possible, right? His wife and father have a relationship.

"The occupants of room 1012, who attempted suicide this morning. Me and some hotel employees tried to stop him" Chrysan replied bluntly.

"Love that started with stopping suicide!?" muttered Rain was even more possessive.

"Love? That person was probably the same age as my father," Chrysanthemum chuckled, awkwardly staring at the sharp eyes full of anger that he had never even seen before time repeated. Not snapping, but it seems terrible.

The woman started to think a little, then smiled maybe this is her chance to escape from a Rain."But he looks like a typical good grown man, a pengayom, a good father-to-be later,"

"He is old!! Only his face was young!!" snapped Rain.

"The older one is more experienced, typical of the dream man. Mapan, even though he was old, still handsome." he praised, heating up Rain on purpose.

Let's say, you unfaithful woman!! Then slap me!! We broke up!! Say it out loud.His hope is in your heart.

"I'm also handsome and mature, nothing less than me." the words that came out of Rain's mouth were not to be outdone.

"No, but my unfaithful nature. Because that's breaking our relationship..." Chrysanthemum smiled, sitting on the edge of his desk.

Rain suddenly also smiled, unfaithful? That is not the nature of chrysanthemums. Which woman is willing to sacrifice herself so that her lover can go to college. Which woman does not want to trouble her husband's life to prefer to save for herself.

Chrysanthemum, is not a perfect woman. However, Chrysanthemum's heart is perfect for loving her.

The young man approached, kissing his lips without the cue the nape of the Chrysanthemum being restrained. His position, sitting on the edge of the table, began to be pushed down some books and stationery that were there.

"Rain off! If anyone enters .." the words of the Chrysanthemum that tried to push him were cut off.

"I've locked it, shut up and just enjoy it." he said, squeezing Chrysanthemum's body to sit completely at the table. Moving his lips, greeting the tongues that were twisting each other.

This must be stopped. Chrysanthemum murmured in his heart, but his body seemed to refuse to stop.

Seriate