Trapped by a Handsome Wolf
CHAPTERS. 50 Recognized as Daughter-in-law

“iiihhh...om what is it?” peekik Diko annoyed.

That morning, Jordan accidentally bumped into the little guy while out of the room. His intention to take drinking water because his throat is very dry, even a small drama that makes Jordan massage the base of his nose. Realizing his mistake, Jordan also squatted to align himself with the high Diko who had just finished bathing to go to school.

“Sorry yes sweet sister.”Said Jordan while scrambling Diko's wet hair.

“Not a sweet sister, I'm a man!.” With her voice Diko ruffled her waist and directed an expression of hostility towards Jordan. “ Okay..oke younger brother, the cute.” Jordan replied chuckling as he pinched the little brother's nose.

“Didi disrespectful is her name..don't scream.” Said Rara who just emerged from the outside while carrying vegetables and some snacks.

Consider wearing pajamas hehe😁😁😁

Jordan turned his head and smiled at the plain look typical wake up Rara. "He came out with that look?" jordan's inner wonder, just astonished because Rara was wearing pajamas with hair in a messy midget, even though it still looked beautiful.

“I don't like it, this om would want to take mba Rara away.”

“Call mas don't om!” Rara said her sister's forehead.

“Do I look old?” jordan asked Diko.

“iya, dad said that he wanted to kidnap Rara. I don't want to let Rara go to evil.”

“Where is? This is how Rara is still here. If I were Diko's mas would not?” Jordan said softly like a father who was persuading his son.

“Gakk!! mba Rara can only be like me.”

Pfftts…. Rara tried to hold back her laughter seeing the scene of the property struggle over her. It was funny, until a while later the little quarrel still continued, and finally Diko whined almost crying because the towel sagged a little more. Rara was just silent watching as Jordan tried to calm her sister.

“ How to cry? Sssshhhhh. Later mas anter use that car, all the streets want not?” Said Jordan while wiping Diko's tears.

“Bby?” Tanya Diko and Anguki Jordan.

Amazingly Diko managed to be broken down just by the lure of riding a car. Ayu's mother who witnessed it just shook her head with the nosy behavior of her children.

In accordance with his promise earlier, Jordan also drove the sister to school with his car and did not miss Rara followed them.

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“Are you upset? My father and sister are so annoying about.” Rara asked while putting a snack in the jar into her mouth.

“No, you guys are fun.” Jordan looked at Sayu Rara, a look of sadness on the man's face.

Rara also sighed slowly, maybe he mispronounced again until Jordan became sad. The next second, Jordan approached and devoured the snack Rara was holding as the girl was about to devour. Hauphh..

Glegs...Rara was stunned when her hand accidentally touched Jordan's slightly wet lips causing a strange feeling that was increasingly mixed. Still chewing each other, the two looked in silence followed by an increasingly rapid heartbeat. Until Mr. Winarto suddenly appeared with a special brown service uniform for the village administrator, awakening the two humans.

“Ehemmm. Jordan! come with me to the office, all around the village.” Said Mr. Winarto with his firm face.

“I..iya father.”

Daddy's? whether since when the call sounded flexible on the tongue of Jordan, maybe Mr. Winarto who often guided him so that without realizing Jordan was accustomed. Jordan nodded slowly, assuming he was training on the second day. It is true, training as a candidate for son-in-law of the village chief.

“Enjoy yes!! If you pass, you can ask for any gift from me.” Rara whispered the snack into Jordan's mouth. Rara only chuckled at the pias Jordan's face from nervousness.

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Like the day before, Jordan felt the difficulty but the difference today was better. Since morning Jordan was invited by Mr. Winarto to tour the village and become a private driver. The unexpected thing was when Mr. Winarto introduced Jordan as his son-in-law to some villagers.

“Who is this Mr Win? duh handsomenya.” Ask the rice sellers.

“This is my daughter-in-law hahaha.” With pride, Mr. Winarto introduced Jordan. Though previously there was no clarity, then does that mean he passed the test? thought Jordan guessed.

“Loh already have a candidate anyway? Though I want to register my youngest child, yahhh.” The disappointed face of the middle-aged woman. He thought Mr. Winarto opened a competition to find a son-in-law for what hope so.

The initial intention wanted to survey the market, but after remembering if the rice stock at home was almost exhausted in the end, Mr. Winarto bought rice all at once. No half-hearted, 5 sacks of rice were bought and then told Jordan to carry it.

“hmmmm, patience ..persistence...and tough. It fits well as my daughter-in-law.” Mr. Winarto's mind is now watching Jordan who is transporting a sack of rice into a car.

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tbc.

spirit of prospective ghost sir kades😁😁😁😁