Pura-Pura Jodoh
Pretend sleep

After completing his business with mbak Wulan, the financial admin of Ramones hospital. Lula rushed home. She was worried that Frans would arrive home first and ask her questions.

This time there is no other choice, Lula was forced to take public transportation because before her cellphone battery ran out she did not have time to make an appointment with anyone. No one picked him up this afternoon. He seemed to forget the Rainer ban that did not allow him to ride public transportation.

Lucky Lula has been poulting well the road to Frans' house. He looked for a bus that was in the direction of the man's house, although to get it he was forced to walk about five hundred meters.

On the bus, Lula looked so happy. Here he discovered a new fact, not all pickpockets out there can get on the bus. On the bus, he witnessed for himself how the transportation provides comfort for female passengers.

Lula could also tell, how the passengers blended into one. Talking even though they don't know each other. It's a new experience for him, it feels so good. Somehow seeing this seemed to deny the father's worries all along.

Unfortunately his happiness vanished, as Lula's feet stepped through the gates of Frans' house. The luxurious house with the height of the three-story building felt lonely.

"Home home, ma'am?" the sound surprised Lula. Security guards greeted from inside the post.

"Ah, yes, sir!" answer Lula. Feeling uncomfortable Lula immediately walked into the house.

The condition of each room seemed neater than before Lula left it. Likewise with Lula's room, the scent of the levender immediately burst out as her hand pushed against the room door.

"Surely Bu Sofia's in order." Lula guessed, Bu Sofia is the ART of the old house. The house that used to be used to hold a marriage contract.

Lula decided to clean her body, while waiting for her husband to come home. However, until he finished bathing, the man did not show his nose. Lula tried to contact Frans. Ask the whereabouts of the man.

“Daddy where?” lula asked when she heard Frans' voice.

“Still in the office.”

“What time is it?” lula asked, she glanced towards the wall clock, it was already six in the afternoon.

“Not yet know.”

Without asking again Lula immediately turned off her phone connection. He was upset, he hated that there was no one in the house. Know this was going to the mother's house first. At least it's not this quiet there. Although in the end he will also see how the message of father and mother.

Lula never filled her time to study. He chose to lay down his body on the bed, while his hands were busy pressing the phone screen.

At exactly 7 p.m., Lula heard Frans' car engine. He ran to the window, trying to peek at the man from behind the curtains. “Both difference with dad. If you come home late mom must be nagging. Rich people are so busy that they have to go home this late?” murmured Lula, commenting on Frans' behavior who had just arrived home when the sun had sunk.

“Lula ... daddy home!” the man shouted as he opened the main door of the mansion.

Instead of approaching Frans, Lula jumped into the bed. His hand immediately grabbed a thick blanket to cover his body, choosing to pretend to be asleep.

Feeling caught off guard, Lula opened her eyes. He changed his position by turning his back on Frans. The flames of anger still poisoned him.

“Daddy a lot of work, Lula. Don't sulk that way!” frans said he landed an anxious pinch on Lula's cheek. No response from Lula, Frans spoke again. “There are important things that daddy wants to talk about with you. But daddy took a shower, yeah. This sultry! Don't sneak! but if you want to shower Daddy can do it!”

Lula directly hit Frans with the bolster in his hand. "Me-sum Man!"

"Well come on out, Daddy wants to talk to you first!" persuade Frans while holding the bolster that was thrown back by Lula.

“What's the problem?” ask Lula curiously.

“On our wedding. So you know, anything you can do!”

“By the way now.”

“No, daddy has to shower first.”

“Ya already, there! lula will stay asleep.”

Frans shook his head. “Come out, Daddy brought some souvenirs for you!”

“By what?” lula asked curiously, as she had not seen Frans carrying anything in her hand.

“No need to tell, meningan you see for yourself.” Frans leaves Lula's room, intending to clean up, before returning to see Lula.

While Lula, quickly revealed the blanket that covered her body. He wondered what Frans had brought him. He tried to find what Frans had bought for him.

When her steps arrived at the dining table, Lula could only shake her head slowly to find the pile of vegetables on top. His hand grabbed the note paper there.

Your fried rice this morning was delicious, unfortunately incomplete. Tomorrow make again!

Just below the total number there is handwriting there. Lula laughed lightly. “He thinks I'm a housekeeper, what?! I'm the woman who needs to be united, not broken up! Ih, bummer!” muttered Lula let out a curse as if Frans was now in front of her. "You eat well, buy!" continued.

However, he immediately turned to Frans who was down the stairs. The man's move was rushed. His face also looked so panicked.

"Not to take a shower, Dad?" ask Lula curiously.

"We need to get to the hospital! Mr. Ken has a heart attack." Frans' panic attack until he forgets that he is now the grandson-in-law of Mr. Ken. The man that should have been called Grandpa because he had already married Lula.