Wife To Brutal Young Master

MCDG (65)

"Mother, Mama! Why here?" Zio was flabbergasted to see the presence of his mother and father-in-law outside, his hand still holding the doorknob that had not opened perfectly.

"Remove this, like seeing a ghost! Can't we come here?" salsa asked who was still standing outside.

"It's not so Bun, but Sarah's sick again, she needs a wife. Mother and Mother come next time. Or later after Sarah recovers we will visit there," said Zio while looking inside, fearing if Sarah suddenly appeared.

"What's this thing? It's not that happy that we came to visit even like we didn't like it," said Salsa a little upset to hear the words of her son who seemed to dislike her presence.

"Dragon, who's coming?" Sarah's voice came closer.

"Eh, here comes Mother and Mama. Come on in Bun, Ma," said Zio as he opened the door wide as Sarah approached.

"Mother, Mama," Sarah was so happy to see the two women coming to visit, she immediately hugged and kissed their hands one by one.

"Honey, Mother knows," Salsa repeated the embrace of her daughter-in-law.

"Hehe, same Mother, Sarah also misses. Let's go in first Mother, Mama," he asked as he walked to the living room carrying the new Salsa den Santi.

While Sarah walked into the house, Zio was still standing at the door with a look of annoyance. His plan to be alone with Sarah has certainly failed because of the arrival of his mother and father-in-law.

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After allowing them to sit down, Sarah walked into the kitchen to make drinks for her mother and father-in-law.

"Eh, honey, what's the way?" salsa asked looking from behind the strange way her daughter-in-law walked.

Sarah stopped, then turned around. "Hm, this is a boil in between Sarah's thighs, Bun," he said.

"Oh, boils," said Salsa.

Sarah grinned and walked back.

"Eh, by the way, why are you at home. And Zio said you were sick, honey?" Salsa said a slight shout from the living room while circulating a glance in the room.

"Sir Bun, Sarah is fine, really," said Sarah who was making drinks.

"Oh, thank goodness. But why are you at home? Why don't you come to the office?" Salsa looked at Zio who was already standing near the stairs.

"We woke up Mother's bad luck" said Sarah as she walked carrying a tray, then served the drink she made on the table.

Then Sarah sat in the middle between her mother and her father-in-law, wrapping her hands around Santi's waist.

"Why you?" santi asked back her daughter's embrace.

"Why, just miss Mama. Mama didn't miss Sarah, did she?"

"No," replied Santi teasing her daughter.

"Come on, Mama is that," his whine is getting a hug to Santi's body.

"Nothing dear, there is a Mother who always misses you," said Salsa interjected.

"Tuh, your miss mother. If Mama is the same as Zio," Santi looked at Zio who was standing against the wall next to the stairs.

"Hehe, yes, Ma" said Zio.

"Here is the Saint, my son-in-law, do not you continue to flirt" said Salsa.

"Saint? Whose saint is Mother?" ask Sarah for wonder.

"Hehe, that's your former Mama" replied Salsa.

"What the hell are you, Sa. Where was your ex Rendi?" Santi won't lose.

Zio tried to remember the name that his father-in-law had mentioned just now.

"Who is the saint?" Sarah is still curious about the name her in-laws call her former mother.

"Just ask your mother" replied Santi.

Salsa laughed off seeing the pouting face of her best friend. "Nobody dear, it's just Mother's call if you're upset with your Mama again,"

"Oooh, Sarah thought it was my ex-mama, right,"

"Your former mother, that, who is your present Father" replied Salsa.

"If the former Mother?" ask Sarah again.

"That's it, Zio's Daddy" Salsa replied.

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For an hour, the women joked and laughed in the living room.

Meanwhile, Zio, half an hour ago had entered the room, lying on his body on the bed while thinking of a way for his mother and father-in-law to leave his house immediately.

A smile curled at the corner of the handsome man's lips, as an idea flashed through his mind.

He immediately got up walking into the wardrobe, replacing the clothes he was currently wearing with formal clothes. Then immediately come down.

Zio cleared his throat as he descended the stairs, making the three women who were chatting turn to him.

"Where are you going?" salsa asked to look at her neat son.

"Sarah, change your clothes quickly, we'll be late" he said, looking at the watch on his wrist.

Sarah was stunned, because Zio never said he would take her away from the condangan before.

"Well, Sarah's coming too?" Salsa asked.

"Yes Bun," Zio replied confidently.

"What friend did you marry?" ask Salsa again.

"There's Bun, old friend,"

"Oh,"

"Sarah, hurry?" urged Zio to see his wife still sitting.

"Hmm, yes," Sarah immediately walked into the room.

Zio stood watching the in-laws and the bunch was still engrossed in conversation.

"Mama and Mommy don't come home?" tanyanya, pitched expulsion.

"Later, Mommy wait for Zia to come home from college here, it's okay, right?"

"But you want to go out with Sarah" Zio protested.

"Yes, it's okay, you guys just go, we want to be here first,"

Zio exhaled a rough breath. "Yes, that's okay" he said.

A few minutes later, Sarah came out of the room, using a dresser with makeup.

"Abang, let's go," Sarah immediately hugged Zio's arm.

Zio was somewhat dumbfounded at Sarah's current appearance. He thought Sarah would come out with a makeup that was more stunning than when she was at home. There was no smell of perfume on Zio's nose.

"Hm" said Zio weakly.

"Be careful on the street." cried Salsa and Santi almost simultaneously.

Zio stepped gontai out of his house. His initial intention to get his mother and father-in-law to leave, even followed him himself out of the house. Dismissed her hopes of making out with Sarah at home.

In the car, Zio was confused where to go, because he did not have a destination to go.

'Am I going to the hotel?'

A new idea flashed through his head.

Lansung Zio drove his car to the hotel.

"Abang, what are we doing here?" sarah asked when her husband's car had stopped in the parking lot.

"Hm, I'm tired of being so evil. We sleep here first yeah,"

"Didn't he just say he wanted to go?"

"Em, that, Brother forgot not today's show but next week," Zio replied.

"Why do we keep coming here?"

"Sleep,"

"Sleep? Athaghfirullah, Brother? We can sleep at home,"

"Can, there's Mommy and Mama, honey,"

"What's wrong if there's them, isn't your brother sleeping in the room?"

"Here you go, let's go home,"

"But baby, we play a round here first yuk," persuaded Zio.

"Go home now!"

"Yes, yeah,"

Zio again swallowed disappointment.

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"Honey we go to the mall first yu. You can shop as much as you can, "persuade Zio to see Sarah's pouting face.

"Abang, let's just go home," declined Suggestion.

"The shop we go to the Mall first, you want to buy new clothes for you. Brother's wife looks like this, "It's true that Sarah's current clothes are mediocre. Zio thought maybe his wife didn't have any other clothes to wear out.

20 Minutes later, they were inside a mall. Zio takes Sarah to the branded bag shop inside the Mall.

"Honey, you are free to choose which one you like" Zio said proudly.

"Abang, Sarah doesn't need a bag like this. Mending we just go home yuk,"

"Darling this is good," Zio held up a bag showing his wife.

However, Sarah held her forehead with both hands, when she felt her head hit like a large chunk of rock.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?"