Billionaire's Secret Son-in-law
Morning Quarrel

...Trust me sometimes loving someone can be for no apparent reason. Just look at it for a second if the heart is already interested then the feeling will come along....

...~Abraham Barraq...

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A marriage usually begins with love and affection. The first night that begins with happiness and the union of two bodies but is different from this new married couple.

Marriage is due to a misunderstanding. Marriage is a mistake that occurred accidentally to require two human children united into one in a halal bond.

No destiny can resist. No one can avoid it if God wills. No matter where they came from, I don't know what reason is present if the two are destined to become one then they will be together.

When Abraham had calmed down, his eyes closed. The sound of the door opening made him deliberately pretend to be asleep. He did not want to get more spicy things out of his lips because he was honest when he told Aufa something. The shadow of her mother's face was in her mind.

"Tock he sleeps down" said Aufa who was heard by Abraham.

The woman stared at the sight of Abraham sleeping quietly just reasoned a thin carpet on the floor. The woman felt pity but Abraham's annoying attitude made her not care about the man's circumstances.

He quickly got on the bed. Pull the blanket over her body and start staring up.

His eyes looked at the ceiling of the room. She seemed to be thinking of something that only Aufa understood by herself. As for Abraham, the man glanced a little. She wanted to see what Aufa was doing in her bed.

"He's a bitch, he's a bumper but why is he sleeping downstairs tonight?" Just Aufa in his heart. "So when I woke up I was on top. Didn't I just sleep downstairs?"

Aufa. He tilted his body and looked at Abraham who was sleeping quietly. In silence, Aufa stared fixedly at her husband's figure.

The figure of a man who was never in his shadow. The figure of the man he did not know was married to him.

"What am I thinking?" Said Aufa while hitting his own head.

He returned to self-deprecate. Trying to close his eyes even though he was a little disturbed by Abraham's super duper behavior strange.

"Bodo very! Doesn't matter if he wants to do it. The important thing tonight is "murm Aufa with a smile in a closed eye. " I slept quietly."

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I don't know how long he slept. I do not know how long he closed his eyes enjoying the beauty of the dreamland. Suddenly his ears heard a noise and made him spontaneously pull a pillow on his head and cover his ears.

Not getting inaudible. The sound grew louder and upset him.

"Akhh rame really!" He throws a pillow and wakes up.

When he almost took out the swearing. Suddenly, Aufa's lips immediately locked when he saw the annoying man smothering his chest next to his bed.

"See the wall clock!" Abraham said with a stern eye.

Aufa. He narrowed his eyes and looked clockwise at 5 a.m.

"Still at 5. It's too early. I'm sleepy" said Aufa sniffly.

When he laid his body again. A pull in his hand made him pull that hand away quickly.

"You must wake up Aufa!"

"It's still morning. My school schedule is noon!" Setu Aufa made Abraham not give up.

"I know!"

"Continue?" Exclaimed Aufa with bulging eyes. "You know, keep waking me up at this hour?"

"Because you do a lot of work in the morning" said Abraham, putting a bell on the nightstand beside the bed.

"I've been sweeping and mopping. Your job is to clean the glass and the nightstand" said Abraham firmly.

"I don't want to!"

"If you don't want to! Don't expect me to give you pocket money" said Abraham, who made Aufa smile.

The woman lowered both her legs to the floor. Stand before Abraham's body and raise his hand slowly.

"Without you giving me money. My father has given me his rations!" Exclaimed Aufa with her arrogant face.

Abraham smiled smirk. "You sure? Check your account. Did your father send you money or not?"

Abraham passed through Aufa slowly. However, before he left from inside the room. His head turned and looked at Aufa who was still standing quietly by the bed.

"If you want pocket money, remember! Clean the glass and the nightstand right now" Abraham said, leaving his wife in the room.

His footsteps went straight to the kitchen. He saw the beautiful woman who was 18 years old was struggling with her kitchen utensils.

"Good morning, Princess," said Abraham who made the girl turn her head.

"Hello, Brother," Sapa Bia kindly. "Sir Aufa is awake?"

"It has. Perhaps soon the sound of his screams will fill this house!" Abraham's words, along with what he said, are true.

"Abraham's crazy! What are you doing with my dad until he doesn't want to send me money?" Shouted Aufa as she walked out of the room.

The woman's breath goes up and down. He walked toward Abraham who was standing beside Bia who was in confusion.

"What did you do to my dad, huh? Why won't he send money? Say it!"

"I didn't say anything!" Abraham said calmly.

"Don't pretend to be stupid! I bet you said you were ready to spare me! I bet you persuaded my father to stop sending money!"

"You're just a mechanic, Abraham! You won't be able to give me money! Your money lost a lot to my papa money! You are a poor man. This little house and the support to make me a living?"

"Don't insult Abra again, Brother Aufa!" Exclaimed Bia who was also hurt by the insults.

The beautiful woman stood in front of Abraham. Staring fixedly at his sister's wife firmly.

"Don't say anything if you don't know the truth. Brother only knew him for a moment. I only know him by his looks!"

"Appearance is important, Bia! From there we can see how the attitude, seeds, bebet and weights of a person!" Said Aufa still evasive.

"That's wrong!" Bia cried to Aufa. "The rich man has everything but his lips are spicy and never appreciates others. What is meant by having perfect seedlings, bebets and weights?"

Aufa. He felt slapped with Bia's words this time.

"If everything is measured by appearance to judge a person. I rate you as a girl who has no manners! If I'm told to choose to be friends with you or someone who just rides a bike but taps. I will choose to be friends with them because obviously the attitude is good!"

"Bia!" Abraham said in a low voice.

"Leave it, brother. Let Brother Aufa digest my words. Let him know that all appearances can never show a person's good side!"

~Connected

Ma'am Bia here mah emphatically hihi. Inget ya time here same novel mbak Bia different.