A Paid Wife
Mutual

At dinner. There are only oma, Arga and Yeri. They talk to each other. Even Oma had already directly discussed about the descent. Makes Yeri swallow her saliva even more nervous.

"Hows it? You guys ready to make a great-grandchild plan for oma?" ask Melly.

Both of Yeri's eyes widened perfectly. He blinked both eyes a few times. Seeing a face that wished him well.

"But, oma."

"No, there's a but-button" upset Melly.

"Where can I have a child? I can't possibly relate to him." Yeri glanced towards Arga. He shook his head. He opened both his eyes. 

"No! Nope! I don't want to, it's out of agreement" Yeri said, muttering in her heart. 

"What are you thinking?"  ask Arga. He knitted both his eyebrows. Looking at Arga's eyes. Yeri's face flushed in embarrassment like a boiled crab. He turned his eyes away. And, start to continue eating again. Without looking at Arga. Occasionally Yeri glanced at Arga. The man was still staring at him. 

"You want a child?" ask Arga. 

"Thu .. uhuk ..  " Yeri flinched the unfinished food she chewed. 

"Aren't you papa?" Arga immediately grabbed a drink. Give it to Yeri. Help him to drink. 

Yeri immediately gulped down his drink until it ran out there was not a drop of water left. Oma saw their closeness was adorable. Makes himself feel entertained. 

"Young people are adorable when dating," said Oma. Shaking your head slowly. Holding smile. 

Yeri widened her eyes, stomping on Arga's feet. "Aw-" said Arga. 

"What did you say?" Yeri pressed her voice slowly. 

"Why?" ask Arga. 

"This is not in agreement" whispered Yeri. 

"Why indeed?" Arga pulled one of his eyebrows. Staring at Yeri with a defiant look. Yeri sighed, she pulled the tip of her lips inside. While hissing slowly. His head was dizzy to have to deal with such an annoying man as Arga. 

"I don't want to have children?" sharp Yeri, emphasizing her tone. 

Arga held back his laughter.  "Yeri, Yeri, are you stupid or pretending to be stupid?" ask Arga. 

Yeri swallowed his saliva. Twisting his eyes lazily. 

"Nobody wants to have a child with you" whispered Arga right in Yeri's left ear. 

"Don't whisper, eat first. Later continued. If you want to make out later, not in front of the oma. Oma became jealous of you" said Oma raising her hand to Yeri and Arga. 

"Okay, oma." Yeri put on a serious face. 

He still had a sharp glance towards Arga. 

"As for children, oma sudha prepares a beautiful honeymoon for you. Which country do you choose to go to?" 

"Uhukis... Uhuk. "the second time Yeri jolted food. She was so shocked to hear the word honeymoon from Oma. 

I guess Oma doesn't know yet. His son does not love me. How can I go on a honeymoon. Oh, my God, until when do I have to pretend like this. I'm going crazy here. I was young, I didn't want to have children. Yeri grumbled in his heart. 

"Yeri, are you really not papa? Have you been twice? You sick?" ask Oma worried. 

Yeri put on her sweet smile. "No, oma! I was just surprised to hear the word honeymoon" said Yeri bowed. 

"Why indeed? You don't want a honeymoon?" ask Oma. 

Yeri was silent for a moment. He's in a slow position. Shrunk his face. He was confused what else to say. He doesn't know what else to say. Arga also doesn't seem to care He won't help me answer his oma questions.  

Arga was just silent, eating while holding back his laughter looking at Yeri's behavior. 

"Yeri, if you're not well. Better just rest. Or , if you are full. Not at the tomb. Fear your stomach can not be too much food village," said Oma. He patted the back of Yeri's right hand that was on the table. 

"Shit!" annoyed Yeri. 

"It hurts, you huh?" ask Yeri. 

"Your head is not right. Looks like it needs service. Do you need to service the brain in guaranteeing a mantle," said Yeri, while smiling forcefully. 

Arga put the spoon and fork on the plate. With the prone position. It shows when you're done eating. And, don't want to add any more. "You want to massage my head?" Arga grabbed Yeri's hand. Put it on his head. 

Yeri shuddered amusedly. He pulled his hand back. "Ih, what, anyway. Not clear! Who wants to massage your head. I just want to offer you an anti-failure service. Use nails and hammers," said Yeri. While holding back his laughter. 

"You think I'm a kuntilanak?" pissed Arga. 

"If kuntilanak women. What kind of man?" ask Yeri. 

"Kentongan," replied Arga innocently. Oma laughed out loud hearing the reply from Arga. So did Yeri. He laughed so hard. Until his stomach hurt so much. 

"Haha.. You're a badass, yes!" said Yeri. Can't stop laughing. Until both eyes closed, they continued to pour out water. 

"It's not his interests that can be in patrol posts?" ask Yeri. "But, since when is there a male kunti?" ask Yeri. He tried to hold back his laughter. So is oma. He tried to drink his drink.  

"Yeri, you think I'm stupid. Umpah, deh. You weird girl!" 

Yeri is angry. "You are weird!"

"You're weird too!" balas Arga's. 

"You!" 

"You!" arga firmly does not want to lose. 

Yeri pursed her lips. He acted like a child who was asking for a snack.Yeri folded his hands over his chest. Turn away his eyes indifferent. 

"Already! already! Oma couldn't stop laughing. Oma go to the room first, you go on." Oma tried to stand up. He still keeps laughing. Her slightly gouty body made Oma unable to stand up straight. Yeri who saw the trouble oma. He got up from his seat. Approaching Oma, holding Oma's arm. Help him to stand up. 

"Oma, I'll help you with the room, okay?" ask Yeri. 

"No, you continue the joke" said Oma. The left hand of the oma held her painful waist. Understand at an age that is no longer young. Oma often has back pain. 

"No, oma! I'll help oma, first." Yeri's right hand held the right hand arm of the oma. His left hand hugged Oma's back from behind. He led Oma slowly to walk to her room. 

"Oh, duh! It hurts!" Oma stub. 

"Slows, oma. Don't hurry" said Yeri. 

Arga kept staring at Yeri. She smiled faintly looking at Yeri who was so considerate with her oma. Just this time there was a woman who was very close to Oma. It could even make Oma laugh again. 

"Oma rarely laughed. But, why be with Yeri. Oma could laugh. He seems very happy." Arga continued to mutter in his heart. The two eyes did not stop staring at where Yeri stepped carrying her oma. 

Arga did not stop smiling. He recalled how Yeri joked with him. And, this time he found a crazy girl who could make him laugh. 

"I can find a crazy girl like her. For a long time I can also be crazy the same as him" said Arga. 

Yeri escorted Oma into her room. He helped Oma to lie down again on her bed. Slowly lifting both of Oma's legs up onto the bed. Yeri helps Oma take medicine and water. 

"Oma, take the medicine first" said Yeri. 

"Yeri, oma wants to ask," said Oma. 

"Ask what, oma?" Yeri sat beside Oma's bed. 

"Are you really dating Arga?" ask Oma. 

Yeri was silent for a moment. He swallowed his saliva roughly. He was confused as to what to answer.