Pura-Pura Jodoh
Inculpation

Crying is the best way to ease the sadness that Lula is experiencing. What he faced at this moment, it would make him even more formidable in the future.

For Lula, tears are not a symbol of weakness. Precisely because her lips were speechless to express the pain, she tried to let it out in a crying manner.

Lula tried to warm herself under the shade of the thick blanket she used. Her crying still sounded so loud. Sure, if the occupants of the house will not be able to hear his cries.

Lula himself was still in a dilemma. He was confused, had to be friendly or angry when meeting the man. It seemed, only he was too hopeful that their relationship would be forever?

"Why is it that when I hope, he just shows up and grabs everything?! sure Aunt Priscilla will win!" Lula took a deep breath, trying to relieve her chest that felt so tight. He had difficulty breathing because his cries were still domineering. "He's the owner of Daddy's heart! of course it will be easier!"

Lucky when he arrived home, Ano's eyes had already entered the room, and it freed him to immediately enter the room. “It turns out, being married to a person who doesn't love me is bad!” muttered Lula, “There are only cries! No happiness.”

Lula's cry subsided a little, now a new problem arises because her eyes feel sticky. Until finally, Lula chose to close her eyes, hoping that tomorrow her mind was fresher, thankfully she forgot the incident in the mall.

Lula woke up when she heard the knocking on the door. Now that Lula has a walking alarm, Dona always wakes him up at exactly five in the morning. "Yes, Mom! I woke up, I was!" sahut Lula gave a sign that he was responding to Dona's efforts.

Luckily, today's home schedule is not as usual. So, Lula intends to rest in Zola's apartment. At least he'll sleep all day before the show tonight. He couldn't possibly leave in such a shabby condition.

After being ready with the school uniform, Lula rushed down, heading towards the first floor. His steps stopped at the last step of the stairs when he heard Frans's voice talking to Eyang Ano. The guy's coming home? by when? lula asked.

From her current position, Lula knew her husband was lying, saying he had just returned home from a business trip. But, whatever the man said, he had no right to interfere. Moreover, this entered the realm of Pagara's corporate life. His position here was only a substitute, and it might soon be exiled.

“Hai, Lula! Why stand there? come on, let's eat! Didn't you have any exam practice today?” Eyang ano greeted when he realized Lula's presence. If the woman did not make a sound, perhaps Frans would not be aware of her presence either.

At a glance they met, locked each other even for a moment, Lula smiled faintly at the sign of greeting the man. Lula decided to keep acting as usual, just last night she was sad. The next morning he should be fine!

Hey, just Daddy, there's still a lot of good-looking guys out there who might want to make me happy selflessly. Lula tried to strengthen herself, if not herself, who else would she want?

“Hai, Mas?! When home? How not to tell Lula first, can Lula pick up?” Lula swung her steps towards the dining table. It's hard to pretend to be happy like this. The encouraging sentence earlier did not in the least treat the wound in his heart.

“Iya, about ten minutes ago.” Frans replied as kindly as he was, he had to endure all the boos that had been prepared for Lula. Got to! For not wanting Eyang to judge her badly in treating Lula.

“Mas, healthy, right? how kurusan?! Must be there eating it is not true?!” seductive Lula, her tone sounded like a wife who was carrying out her role. Very well!

Eyang Ano, looked so happy to see how Lula was watching her grandson. Even the problem of weight alone the girl was so pussy. “Already, already! talk later again, pity your wife, hunt late to class!” reprimand Eyang Ano, when Frans was about to cast another reply.

Silently, Lula regrets refusing Zola's offer to pick her up this morning. And finally, now he's trapped in a car with Frans. It was impossible for them to depart separately in front of Eyang Ano. It was better that she relented and shared the fragrance of perfume with Frans.

Lula tried to behave as usual, as if there had never been any mistake Frans made. He opened the chat first, trying to break Frans' focus. “Tante Priscilla is back, Dad. When's? How come Daddy didn't tell you Lula?” his protest.

Frans only glanced in annoyance at Lula. It could be that the girl actually uses herself as a tool to get a man, and worse, Lula is not aware of the mistakes that have been made.

Seeing her husband just shut up, Lula spoke again. “Wah, don't-don't, all this time! Daddy spent time with him?” Lula laughed witfully, whereas there was nothing funny from her speech, she only covered up her sadness at imagining what had been said. “Daddy should have told Lula. Send a cake message! Lula I'm staying at the ex's house ya!” Lula spoke in a seductive voice, hoping that the man would admit.

Frans' blood flow is getting hotter. Can't take it anymore, he wants to put it down immediately. All this time he tried to calm himself to be able to overcome this wild cat. But it feels useless, because the wild cat is still wild. In fact, it is now even more so, thinking he lives with Priscilla.

“Daddy story dong! Oh, diem-diem bae! Not good! Cook me told guess later if wrong how?” persuade Lula. “So right? Daddy, spend time with Aunt Priscilla! Why don't we end this, Dad! Grandpa Ken knows about us. About me pretending to be happy with this wedding!”

“What does grandpa Ken also know, if you are willing to do anything to earn money?!” ask Frans in a high tone.

“Clearly! He knows I'm getting money from Daddy!” Lula did tell Ken's grandfather the truth about everything. Therefore, the highest shareholder of the Adhitama company gave excess money to Lula.

Frans laughed heartily at Lula's reply, with his eyes focused on the road, he again threw a question. “Tell me, how much money did you get from Levin?!” frans asked in a loud voice, he was so demanding an answer from Lula, for what she had been doing all this time, behind her.

“Daddy mean, what?” Lula asked in a curious tone, she could not help but look at her husband, confused by the question Frans had thrown at her.

“Don't pretend to be stupid, Lula! You are so good at covering everything! Daddy was confused what exactly is your personality like?”

“Lula really doesn't understand, Daddy meant!” lula said, carried away with emotion.

Frans' head throbbed to hear Lula's false attitude. “You even know Daddy went to Singapore! You even know Priscilla's disease right now! but you never told Daddy! And KAMU—

Frans deliberately hung his words. He turned his head towards Lula, looking at Lula with a scornful look. “You're willing to sell yourself to sleep with me! You want me to break our agreement?! Huh! Okay I will make it happen, you yourself want this! When are you ready to sleep with me! I'll be ready to impregnate you!” continued Frans, no longer strong to hold back his anger.

“Dad! Your language is too harsh! I never sold myself! Dad always kept me away from that kind of activity! And pregnant? what does Daddy mean?!”

“Fuck your father! That's what you actually do! Out there you are willing to do anything to make as much money as possible. For what? To meet your life needs? What less money at the ATM, to the point that you accept Levin's offer! I'M HUSBAND! if it is less, say!” shouted Frans.

When Lula began to understand the meaning of her husband's words, without her noticing her tears fell. It was excruciating to hear her husband throw such accusations at her. Luckily the car Lula was riding in managed to arrive in front of the gate. Without saying any more Lula got out of the car. She did not want to turn her head, she did not want her cries to be seen by Frans.