THE BRIDE'S REPLACEMENT FOR MY BROTHER
22. Meet mama-in-law

Anton massages his suddenly dizzy temple, while Almira is busy eating instant noodles while waiting for his brothers to come to deliver food.

Hana was still staring cynically at her sister, until the knock on the door was heard even though the front door was open. Almira moved, but was restrained by Hana who told her to sit down.

"You're just a guest here" the hardship left the living room couch just like that.

Bambang was already sitting in front considering that it was still safe inside. Hana came out and found the food deliveryman frowning.

"Have you been paid yet?" tanyanya cynic.

"Father, then excuse me."

Hana entered without glancing at Bambang who was paying close attention, she knew that the Almira brothers had a less pleasant disposition considering that they had met at the Alfindra residence before.

Glancing at some of the food made Hana swallow a hard saliva, a five-star restaurant meal, Almira's life completely changed and Hana regretted her decision to run away with Wildan.

"Ck!" slow down, then roughly lay some of the food on the living room table.

"Can't be slow, anyway it's food for brother Hana equally papa."

"Your brother, Mir!" lamented Anton.

"Papa now believes in Almira because he has money. So Alfindra's wife I am sure that there is a lot of money, '" grumbled Hana.

"No, my sister did not know that Mas Alfindra had another woman," murmured Almira quietly. In his heart cursed his lips that use the husband as a weapon so that his brother was aware that in life there is no such thing as immediately delicious. Want to feel good first!

"Seriously you, Almira?" ask Anton.

Almira nodded, while Hana smiled mockingly, "which is young, it's only been a few weeks Mir! I've been left cheating on ckckck!"

"Makanya, brother mengantian aja same Bang Wildan, he's good really."

"And she also has to take responsibility to you, What if you're pregnant?" press Anton.

"I still want to be cool, besides not exciting ahh if married to Wildan. I wonder what her husband, Almira, is as rich as she is."

"Hana!"

"Sister!"

Almira and Anton stare at Hana in disbelief at the small words that come out of her lips.

"Oh, people are joking around! For Mir's money, you're rich now." Hana puts her hand in front of Almira making Anton even more fatigued.

"Hana, you've grown up. A sister, your sister is married to Hana. In fact, if he has to spend some money, it's not for you. Isn't that Mir?" Anton glanced at Almira, he should be able to seduce his youngest daughter to give her money.

"I don't have much money, but this..." Almira opens the wallet and gives Anton a few pieces of cash but is immediately grabbed by Hana.

"It's for brother, make papa a transfer. Still have, right?" he raised an eyebrow and ran up the stairs to his room.

"Pa, then I transfer a little huh?" Almira looked at Anton badly.

"If so, papa eat first. From that moment on, the debate continued. Oh yeah, Almira go home first! Bambang waited in front," his cleaver was taken by Anton.

The middle-aged man escorted his daughter to the front.

Bambang bowed politely as a greeting before taking Almira away.

"We're going straight home, Miss?" ask Bambang.

Almira looked at the clock on her wrist, "to Mas Alfindra's office, can you?"

Bambang nodded, he immediately pressed the car gass towards the office Kingdom the group was in.

It took a long time for Almira to get there considering Jakarta's lunch hour was hot and jammed. Until finally he and Bambang arrived at the magnificent towering building belonging to Alfindra. Almira stared in awe at the building before finally Bambang's voice gave her a daydream when she opened the car door and let her in.

"Please, Miss!" bambang said, embraced by Almira. Bambang had gone to the lobby receptionist while Almira waited, then they headed upstairs where Alfindra's room was located.

Twice kisini made Almira quite poultice where the location of Alfindra's room is, Bambang pamit down after driving Almira up. However, there was something that made the woman stop her steps at the door.

"Mama doesn't want to know, anyway you and Salma go home. We'll discuss your engagement soon." mama Alfindra cheered. The middle-aged woman who is still beautiful does not know that her youngest child has married a daughter people have even made grandchildren for her.

"Mom can't tell me!" alfindra's voice was rising.

"That salma came to the cry house, you can't be like that. Get rid of dong, Fin! That he's a great doctor!" Silvia was still nagging, she was having a hard time persuading her unruly youngest son.

"Enough, Ma! I'm the same Salma it's done. Mama should know one thing, that I'm not very interested in ambitious women. I want a woman who can take care of me, welcome me home from work and spoil me! Do you think I can get that from Salma? Can it? Salma had already refused to marry me, it meant we were done." Alfindra's face was already flushed with anger. If not Silvia was the woman who had given birth to her, perhaps Alfindra had also vented her frustration right now.

"Miss, why just at the door?" asked Madel to make the atmosphere in there that was tense changed focus.

Silvia sat up her legs next to her and leaned on the sofa, getting angry and not producing any results.

Alfindra got up and unlocked the door from the inside.

Chequek, czech,

Almira was silent with an inexplicable look, while Alfindra instantly pulled his wife in an embrace.

Seeing that interaction, Silvia growled. He knew the woman who came was not Salma. So what Silvia did was to pull Alfindra's body until her embrace was released.

"Who else is this, Fin? Don't tell..." Silvia hung up her sentence glancing at Almira's appearance.

"Geez!" his murmur massaged the temple then retreated to the sofa and sat down limp.

"Know Ma, she's Almira! My dear," I Alfindra increasingly make Silvia high blood.

Almira was silent for a while, she stared in Alfindra as if asking for an explanation. However, seeing the look of the eagle's eyes dimmed to make Almira yes, yes, just participate in the show.

"Siang Aunty" said Almira, smiling. However, it was not a return greeting that Almira received. Silvia instead looked at him sharply as if she was skinning her appearance and status. As soon as Almira sat down, and it did not escape the sight of Alfindra, his mother did so always make social status as a benchmark for finding a daughter-in-law.