Pura-Pura Jodoh
Disillusioned

Lula quickly ran outside the school building when she heard the bell coming home. No one was waiting for him to walk together and nothing was waiting for him. Both Levin and Elkan are busy with their love stories. Leaving Lula alone.

Lula has now dashed her romance. Replacing his busy life, focusing on his future.

When Lula's steps arrived in front of the fence, his gaze immediately turned toward the shiny black maserati parked on the right side of the road. Unfortunately, the figure standing in front of the hood of the car was not her husband. Except for Ibn.

Lula was a little disappointed. He had actually planned something good for the man. Their marriage was not based on love. He wanted to celebrate the one-month anniversary of his wedding. Mention it! Is there a law that forbids? No, right? she could still do it, so Lula just wanted to enjoy her role as the man's wife.

“Daddy is busy huh, Om?” ask Lula, when she was in the car.

“Yes, there you go!” ibnu answered lightly, starting the engine of his car, ready to drive Lula home.

Lula's face looked gloomy, so she had to cancel her meeting with the Foundation's mother today. His hand reached into the cell phone in the bag. Sejanak was busy sending a message to the foundation's leadership.

“Just relax, Mr. Frans will be home! He won't stay the night. He just told me to pick up little lady at school.” Ibn tried to comfort Lula, understand with the face that continues to bend, as if not accept if Frans left. "Did Frans not ask permission?"

Lula shook his head slowly, then smiled faintly at Ibnu, as if ordering Ibnu not to think things through. In silence Lula tried to enjoy the trip this afternoon. Feels so long, because no jokes are created. Though if he came home with daddy Frans the journey feels so short.

“Where did Daddy go, Om? Last morning also seemed to be in a big hurry.”

“Indeed, Daddy didn't talk to you before?”

“Speaking what? Nothing, kok!” Lula to change his position was curious about Ibnu's answer.

“Daddy was going to Singapore, it was flying at 9 am.” Ibn explained.

“Singapore?” asked Lula to make sure if his eardrum did not catch the wrong answer from Ibn.

“Iya. Singapore.”

“There is cooperation with people there?” Lula tried to guess even though her heart was pounding faster, because her belief told her that her husband wanted to see his ex-lover.

Ibn laughed disconcertedly, confused to be honest or say another reason. “Yes, he'll meet Priscilla.”

Lula's lips widened, inversely proportional to his current feelings. While his mind began to wander, whispering his heart if at this time, his position was threatened. Uh, not his position, but Ken's grandfather's condition. Whenever he was willing to give up his status, but he couldn't let grandfather get sick.

Lula thinks her husband wants to pick up her ex-boyfriend. Lula has to be on the lookout for Ken's grandfather's condition. It's better he tells Grandpa Ken now than the guy hears from anyone else. Especially if my grandfather met them both. Lula could not imagine how angry the grandfather would be.

“Om Ibn! Please edge the car. I have urgent business!” have Lula.

“Sorry, Lula! Om can't."

"Nr ...."

"Lula, don't make my job harder than this. My job is to pick up and make sure little miss arrives home well, after that I must report to mr.”

“Then take Lula to Ken.”'s grandfather's house

Ibn's eyeballs are perfectly rounded, of course he objected because the current distance with Pak Ken Adhitama is quite stretched. Not to mention the congestion that inhibits, will be until what time later.

Ibn was worried, between taking Lula down or dropping him on the side of the road. Until finally, he chose to turn the direction, driving Lula to the house of Mr. Ken Adhitama.

Knowing the journey is still quite far, Lula chose to close his eyes, trying to sleep. Unfortunately, he still can't. The contents of her head were so noisy, thinking about her husband's decision to leave without permission first from her. That man should have told her. She also couldn't possibly forbid her husband from going to see Priscilla. However, Aunt Priscilla is Daddy's first love.

Lula pretended to be asleep, in the car was only music that softened along the way. Ibnu who used to be chatty now also focus on the road.

Until their car enters Ken's grandfather's residence, Lula opens her eyes wide.

“Log in, Om Ibnu. Drink first, meet grandfather, chat first with Grandpa!” tawar Lula, friendly.

“No need, many jobs are waiting in the office. Later can be scolded if not completed.” Ibn refused.

Hearing that, Lula opted out of her husband's car immediately. His lips smiled blandly, he entered the house when Ibn's car disappeared behind the gate.

Lula put away all the uncomfortable feelings in her. He's getting ready to meet Ken's grandfather. He had to look like he always did, take the man's heart and slowly tell the Grandfather the truth.

“Grandpa!” shouted Lula, without saying any greetings first. He walked into the house, looking for the whereabouts of the old man. Until he finds Ken sitting in the park. Look at the fish pond there. Lula who saw the lonely grandfather could only look at him. He grabbed the man's neck. Then kiss the cheeks wrinkles as a sign of affection.

“Why not answer? Lula screams until Lula's throat hurts.” Lula complained and only responded to a small laugh from the man.

“Whose name are you coming? Does Frans come too?”

Lula shakes. “He's CEO, Cake, busy keep.”

Ken understands, he was once in Frans' position. “Why, tumben came without Grandpa asked.”

Lula smiled knot. “Lula want to stay here can you? Lula lonely.”

“Tumben not to where your father.”

“Samely, there is also quiet, father to the hospital, mother to the store. Meningan here there are friends chatting.”

“What do you want to chat? Most request monthly allotments.”

“Neighbor Grandpa.” Lula looked at Ken's face, looking fitter from the last moment of their meeting. Maybe this is the right time to tell Ken's grandfather everything.

“Grandpa, used to divorce grandma Oca for what reason?”

Ken's gaze changed, as if piercing Lula's eyes. “Why ask that?” she begins to suspect that Lula will do the same.

“Hehehe, ask aja, Cake!”

“No divorce between you and Frans. Fear of regret also approaching you.”

“Even if Lula is unhappy?”