Wife For Faith

Chapter 23

The man in a plain black t-shirt was sitting on a long sofa reserved for guests. His eyes continued to stare intently and fully appraised. Look for gaps in where and when he will act.

"It turns out, his house is not even bigger than my house,” his lips full of scorn. “Lantas, why could Fatimah choose a man who is more beautiful than me? Does she not want to be a queen in her household?"

That man is Dhani Wicaksono. Friends of Fatimah Azzahra who had just suffered a heartbreak after not being chosen to be the future and instead chose a single widower.

“Sorry, are you looking for me?” Aiman who just got up immediately asked frankly. He's not the kind of person who likes to be confused.

Aiman even without waiting, immediately sat on the single sofa located to the left of the uninvited guest. The one-child widower also does not need to cover his her feelings. He did not even have the slightest intention to offer a drink, or just ask what he wanted.

“This please drink. Sorry, there is only tea and water. We haven't had time to shop.” See. It is the mother who will prepare it all, without being asked, and without being told. However, this is a way to welcome real good and true guests.

Aiman himself will do the same, if the guest who comes to his house does not look down, as well as a scornful look to him.

Yes, Dhani Wicaksono's gaze is so demeaning Aiman Baha Baseer who incidentally is the owner of the house. Shouldn't a guest know how to be nice when visiting someone else's house? Not just sowing the drums of war like the man did.

Not polite. It was a normal reaction for everyone the guest came to. The widow had crossed her mind to expel Dhani from her home. However, he was still waiting for the guest to speak, and then told the intent of the rival's arrival.

“You till when will you stay quiet like this? If, indeed your intention is to come here just to be quiet, you should just go!” Not to repel, but tired of already gnawing at his body.

“OK, I know maybe my arrival here must have been very disturbing your break time. But, I am not the type of person who likes to procrastinate in making decisions,” explained Dhani to start this conversation.

“To the point only!” tell Aiman to yawn a little. Drowsiness seemed to start attacking until it could not be prevented, he returned to yawn.

Dhani grinning. “Leave Fatimah! She is not a woman worthy of being your wife. Because he only loves me!”

Aiman screeches. “What answer given oelh Fatimah is still unclear to you, Mas Dhani?” Every strand of words spoken from his lips was full of emphasis as if what he had just heard was a joke.

A joke that is not funny at all.

“I know how Fatimah feels about me. He's just shy and probably not nice to your family. The one-child widower must have been very sad in front of everyone and I also know, this Fatimah must be just pity, or pity for you.”

Aiman clenched both of his hands tightly. He then tried to relax, so as not to be provoked by the ravings of the crazy rival– who might feel rivaled– from the island is not clear.

“Respectable Maaf Mas Dhani. Maybe, you who are an office worker must feel very intimidated by the presence of a PNS like me. But, shouldn't you be more selective in speaking?”

“I will say politely to people who deserve it,” he replied, smiling with a cynical grin.

“I mean ... I am not worthy?”

“Yes, because you are a 4nj1ng who just usually bark to get the attention of mere–”

Bugh!

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