Vile Wife Belongs to Devan
Vile Wife Belongs to Devan

"Everything is ready, let's leave immediately, afraid we will arrive too late" said Benu's father.

They drive in pickup cars. Actually Benu wants to use a good private car, but the advice of Michella who really wants to use her favorite pickup car, a small car accompanies her.

In Jakarta.

"Son, there's a lot of people looking at us, is there something wrong?" said Mother.

"There's nothing wrong, just their eyes Mom who never saw a family riding a pickup, different in the village" replied Michella who just did not care to look at the gaze of the people.

"When Dad was about to ride in our private car, but Michella said he wanted to ride in this pickup car, the strange basis is our one child" said Benu's father.

"Here is Well, maybe this is indeed the will of our children, what else is this favorite car" replied Bu Leni.

During the trip, Michella just stared at the glass that leads to the road, Michella himself sitting at the far right corner of his favorite place. If Michella used to be very excited during the trip either it was delivering rice to the factory or just around the village, different is the case with the current one, like there is no passion even his mind is currently empty, don't know what to do.

Almost more than 5 hours during the trip, finally Michella and the family arrived at the Mansion owned by the Mahendra family. Mansion is white combined with black, Mansion style is very charming and elegant. At the beginning of the entrance, Michella was greeted with a housekeeper who numbered about 5 people, even the welcome was according to him is very excessive like a person who just returned from Hajj alone.

"Finally you reach old friends" said Firman while hugging Benu his old friend.

"Yes, we quite up here 5 hours, actually can be quickly arrived, but stuck in traffic during the trip, from the first there is always traffic jams if in the city, what else is this in Jakarta" sahut Beni's.

"Oh yeah, who's this pretty girl Ben"

"Of course she's my son, Michella Aditya, how very beautiful is not, certainly beautiful people come out of the seeds of superior father" said Benu with a little teasing Word.

"Yes very beautiful, great you Ben did not choose the wrong wife" replied the Word who returned to reply to Benu's words.

"Oh yes I almost forgot, baby please call Devan here yes" the Firm asked the wife, after which continued their conversation.

Meanwhile, in the room.

"Honey, let's go first, your future wife's family has arrived"

"Malas Ma, Devan doesn't want to come out, what else there are them" Devan said lazily.

"Darling, you can't be so son, it's your own future wife, you want to make your father angry again!" mita as Mama Devan.

"Yes, this is going out" said Devan who was very reluctant to meet his future wife, because he thought his wife's family was a greedy person for property so he wanted to match his son with the Mahendra family.

Seeing Devan coming down, both Devan parents just shook their heads slowly, even they were actually very embarrassed because Devan looked as if he did not want to be in their midst, with his leisure he wears clothes that are very, very commonly worn everyday, even a short banana pants attached just like that, what else is added with hair that is so messy, so much, it was already like an insane person wandering around the street.

"What's wrong Well, Devan just woke up, huh just ruined Devan's sleep" Devan added without glancing at his guests.

"Van, when Mama said, you get ready, wear polite clothes, do not wear clothes like this" whispered Mita.

Devan who heard the whisper, just not indifferent, even he thought success had made his guest feel that he was ignoring.

"Oh yes Ben, introduce this is my son Devan, sorry about Devan yesterday had to work overtime, so he just woke up now even I forgot to remind that today the future-in-law and his future wife will come" said Firman with a little spice lies.

"It's okay, oh yeah, introduce yourself to your future husband and in-laws"

"Meet Om and Aunt, I'm Michella" Michella said in a soft voice.

Hearing that voice, Devan immediately turned his head and he seemed hypnotized to see the beauty of Michella even he almost forgot that his intention now was to make his future wife uncomfortable with him.

Suddenly, Firman immediately patted the shoulder of his son who had just seen his future wife.

"Don't look at it for a long time, soon it will be halal, cook a beautiful wife like this, but her future husband is a mess" said the Word addressed to Devan.

Seeing that, Devan seemed embarrassed and only realized because he saw the beauty of Michella. But after that he again determined in her, if the most beautiful is her lover, Casandra, rather than this obscure village girl, who was suddenly betrothed to her.

"Oh yeah, now you take Michella to the park first yes Dev, so you know each other, I still want to talk to your future Father-in-law"

Inevitably, Devan was forced to take Michella to the backyard, where the yard there is a garden that has been made by his mother. Understandably, Mama Devan is a person who likes to plant trees and flowers whose types are countless with fingers.

"Now that you're here, I want to go in again, want to go to sleep" said Devan.

"Please if you want to come back, but later I will tell Mr. Benu, if his son does not want to accompany his future wife" Michella replied.

"What! you think I'd like to have a wife like you, remember that I don't want to be tied to this ridiculous matchmaking! what else would my wife be a hick like you" said Devan firmly.

"So, you think I also want to be betrothed to a messy man like you, of course not, but inevitably I have to agree with this matchmaking" Michella replied

"The reason, surely you want to be betrothed to me because I see I am rich is not, besides that because my face is also handsome and certainly very charming every woman"

"Whatever" Michella replied soberly.