Pura-Pura Jodoh
Prince Yang Malang

“I don't want to trouble Daddy.” Lula tried to give a fairly acceptable answer with common sense. He was worried that the man would come back screaming like Sunday.

Frans took a deep, deep breath, he wanted to burst out his anger. But, she was quite sane, always remembering Lula's remark saying if it was unfamiliar with the sound of a clash. So Frans tried to say as gently as he could. “But it should have said the same Daddy. If this is the way, did you not hear earlier, how did your father trample on my pride?” Frans placed his hands in front of his chest, looking at Lula who was looking down. “It's still a good thing I didn't throw those clothes towards his face.”

“Keep Daddy want Lula how?” sidelines Lula softly, she did not want the two of them to fuss over the matter of clothing. “Restore that outfit?” his mind is not willing to compromise. But, if the man asked for that, he would do it.

“Lula!”

“Lula feels five million is enough to support Lula. Lula does not want when we separate later what Daddy ever gave will actually make Lula more heavy left. Lula will feel indebted. Lula didn't mean to ask them either! It was just a coincidence that Mother offered souvenirs from Semarang. If daddy feels Lula is wrong, Lula apologizes.”

Lula understands, if the obligation of a husband is responsible in terms of inner and physical living. But she also realized that she could not be the perfect wife for Frans, she was never fully a wife. Maybe it never will.

The shadow of the parting moment always reminded him, and Lula really did not want to owe the man a favor. She wants to work, get paid from her work to be a surrogate wife. Not long, at least five months. After graduating High School maybe he will work properly not like this. Trying to find happiness. And hopefully Ken's grandfather will be fine, when he hears about the divorce.

“To the front do not repeat again! if you need anything, tell Daddy! From the moment Daddy said the qobul sentence you are no longer their responsibility. But my responsibility. So what you prefer, who knows what your needs are Daddy. Understand?”

Lula nodded slowly, realizing the man had already passed, Lula was finally able to let out a sigh of relief. “Why am I always wrong?” Lula grimaced, laughing at his stupid demeanor.

Hearing the sound of the tightly shut door, Lula went back through the room. He was still curious about the glass cabinet on the right side that he had passed earlier.

Lula should not have to behave like this, her curiosity so high pushed Lula's hand to open the closet in front of her. His view was immediately greeted by a collection of sexy clothes in various colors. The glass cupboard looks full.

While when his hand opened one more glass, the women's party clothes were so full hung there. Lula smiled wryly while taking one of the collections that so caught his attention.

When she put the dress on her body, she knew it wasn't for her. The size of the shirt is smaller than the size of his body. Obviously clothes and all the luxury goods collection there for the bride and groom who first run away. In fact, perhaps the woman did not know that the prince had already provided this for her. "Poor prince" Lula's inner.

Lula let out a rough breath, Daddy Frans was already this good on the woman. Daddy loves that woman too. So what made Aunt Priscilla leave her? Lula tried to think of the right answer.

However, I did not find a reasonable answer. Until Levin's shadow appears in his head. He remembered that Daddy had said that the man was a cousin of Priscilla's aunt. Maybe, he'll find out about the woman through Levin. "I'm sure Levin knows."

“Lula!”

“Your sister is sleepy, can you clean the guest room first? I wonder if there is no ART here?” asked Zahira, annoyed at seeing such a big house but had not found ART wandering around. Not like a money man's mansion.

“There is, Bun. They only come in the morning. After that they went home.” Lula explained in outline, glancing towards the father who was listening to their chatter.

“What would you like to send ART to help you. Let father pay his salary.”

“Dad, don't interfere. Lula can handle this.”

Rainer clucked slowly. “Emang you are not tired, go home to school, cook, clean-up!”

“I can handle it, Dad! Lula wanted to have a husband who likes to eat, so that the process of learning to cook me was not in vain. And thank God, my husband wants to enjoy Lula's cooking. And this is a chance for Lula to do what's best for Lula's husband. In addition, if cleaning, there is a embok who comes every morning. Stay cooking is easy, although the taste of Lula cuisine is not as good as Mother's cuisine, just calm everything is safe.” Lula explained at length, she did not want Frans to look worse in front of her father. Well, even though the man wasn't as good as they thought. At least let him know the bad guy. “Frans has repeatedly given Lula options, but Lula feels no need.”

Lula extended her hand towards Ben Sagara. “Come, Ben. Brother tell me where that room will be your place. You can rest in the room here!” Lula opened the room door that was commonly used. The scent of her signature perfume instantly burst forth, welcoming the arrival of Ben and Lula.

Her bed was not so messy, only, Lula needed to get rid of her important belongings. Like a hair tie, a clip, Lula must hide it before Ben suspects that this room is usually occupied. The boy could have reported everything to Zahira's mother.

“What Om Frans diabolin sister? If true, we can go home now.” Ben, who lost Lula, took his sister home.

“No.” Lula answered loudly, “You know Om Frans loved me so much, from the past. Now, brother is already his wife, so can't just leave?”

“Ya already then. Throughout the journey on the plane, the same father Mother talked brother continues. They were worried because the sister asked the mother to buy clothes. Emang Om Frans does not give clothes to brother.”

“Ngrace! You know your own habits. Niatan brother just joked asking mother buyin a lot, but mother took it seriously. Isn't that a good thing.”

“Thank God that brother is happy,” said Ben, his hand quickly grabbed the lollipop on the table. Lula didn't forbid, though she remembered who she bought the lollipop for, she could buy it another day. If you feel the situation is conducive.