Women Are My Source of Money

Ch 42: The arrival of the mother

Yayan is of course shocked by the sudden arrival of his parents. Not giving any news at all, tau-tau is already at his cost.

Yayan rushed home. He'll pretend to get home sooner. And also he had healed the wounds from his fight with Saka. He did not want to be questioned by his chatty mother.

“Why not tell?“ yayan said opening the door loudly, his breathing gasping.

Yayan scanned all the areas that could be seen by his eyes. He raised his eyebrows in confusion.

“No?“ Yayan immediately looked at the area around the entrance. “No sandals! Was that just bullshit! Well, where could mom be here. For what?“ Yayan chuckled, feeling relieved that the feared thing did not come through.

“Lho? Yayan, have you come home?“

Yayan gets an unexpected jackpot. He slowly turned around responding to the shock from someone who had just come.

“A-I permission, anyway. Yes, that's because mom told me that it was coming,” said Yayan awkwardly.

He was struck by a hug from the woman who had given birth to him. It was the cure of longing after almost a year of not meeting. Yayan returned his mother's embrace.

“You're fine, right, Yan?“

“Yes, I'm definitely trying to be okay.“

A child will always be considered a child, no matter what age he or she is. That is what makes him awkward, because there is the existence of another person, namely Andrea.

Despite the embarrassment witnessed by Andrea who smiled wryly, Yayan had no intention of letting go of her mother's embrace.

“You've been a successful person, Yayan!“

“Ya, and that's thanks to mom.“

His mother Yayan released a hug after contentingly eliminating the longing. The child also allowed to enter into his simple costs.

“Hmm ... why would you rather spend than rent a house?“ knock his mother, look around. He is evaluating the condition of his son's boarding house.

“I'm saving to buy a house. What is ngontrak?“ kilah Yayan's. He had already saved up. But now it is not necessary. Yayan can earn money in a matter of minutes without making any effort.

The woman with black hair that was carried like a konde was a mangosteen. The wrinkles on his face were attracted following the upward curving corners of his lips. He looked at Yayan and Andrea.

“It looks like I misunderstood, the woman you just met is nobody! He's just a kos-kosan friend!“ Yayan.

Yayan is the most good at breaking the mood of his mother.

“But, you guys fit, you know?“

“Ya, yes. We are suitable! Yayan alone who always denied“ said Andrea, nodding quickly.

“Suitable from where? Andrea is lousy in household chores. Boiling water alone sometimes can not,” beber Yayan indifferently.

The words were so striking to Andrea, indeed a painful fact.

“Yah, but other than that .. she is indeed a good woman. Although it can not be called too good also.“ Yayan looked away when he said that.

Andrea also did not expect Yayan would praise him a little. She is not so moody, Andrea is even more motivated to be the perfect woman for Yayan. I don't think it's possible, there's a part of Andrea that's no longer awake. He was disappointed in that.

Yayan's mother, Sarah, was just an ooh. He could have guessed that now his eldest son had a close relationship with several women. However, none of them had been able to seize his heart.

Yayan then goes to the back to make a drink, he asks Andrea to accompany his mother.

Andrea had a little chat with Sarah. Yayan's mother asked how Andrea knew Yayan.

Andrea excitedly told me that Yayan had saved himself from some people who intended to rape him. Well, of course it's a lie. However, it cannot be called a lie either.

“Really? Yayan beat them all up! I didn't expect that kid would be so gentle.“

“Gentle what? You didn't tell me anything weird, did you?“ said Yayan who came carrying a tray containing a cup of tea, he stared intently at Andrea.

“I only tell stories when you become like a prince!“ andrea chuckled.

“What prince? No, no! Mother don't have to believe! I knew him when he was begging for food in front of kos-kosan.“

“Hey, I've never been!“

Sarah smiled when she saw her son arguing with Andrea. He instantly became a little confused. Well, just thinking about the future.

“Mother! Ma?!“

Sarah was slightly jolted by Yayan's call, she was stunned for a moment.

“Until when will mom be here?“ ask the child.

“Hmm .. until you get married!“

“Huh, it'll obviously be a little long. Hmm... These costs are already too narrow! Maybe I can find another place to live?!“

“Eh? No need, you better save your money——”

“I've bought his house, Mom!“

“Huh?“

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Yayan returned to the diamond town housing, but he had not been there long. He took his mother and .. was not actually invited, but forced to come along. Guess what, it was Andrea.

“You have one house unit in this housing?“ sarah asked as if she could not believe it. At one time, the housing was the residence of the elite. Government officials, famous artists, and wealthy businessmen.

Sarah certainly did not think that Yayan could buy a house there.

“Yes. This is the result of hard work and luck,” Yayan replied.

Yayan escorts Sarah to the 5 billion house she just bought.

“This is his home?“ sarah was amazed with her teary eyes. He really wants to cry. The child he had raised with great difficulty is now a successful person.

'Maybe for now, I can't speak clearly. Where's the money I got?!' thought Yayan, she eavesdropped a little from her mother.

The three of them then entered. Micah welcomed, as always, the woman had little expression.

“Yan, who is he?“ ask Sarah. Andrea also wanted to ask that.

“Oh, the story is a little complicated, anyway. But, there were coconut-hard grandparents who were attracted to me and forced me to marry her son. Well, and I agree, but still in the peddling period,” tell Yayan clearly.

Sarah's response was a bit surprising. He touched the child's forehead with the back of his hand. Andrea watched Micah in silence.

'New competition.'

“You're not sick, are you? Is your nerve severed?“ worried Sarah.

Yayan breathed lazily, questioning the logic of some people.

“Mosts aren't everything!“

“Ya, yes. Just kidding.“ Sarah extended her hand to Micah. “Include, I'm Yayan's mother. You're from the Saka clan, right?“

“Huh?“ Yayan was surprised. “Klan?“

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Request input ...

I've outlined the story until it's over. Is it better to be harem or loyal to one woman?