A Paid Wife
Piqued

Arriving at a park, Arga went down. He looks so handsome when he is good. But if Arga is rude to him. Yeri always thought he was a starving male lion. His face was sinister the aura of good looks even disappeared from his face.

Arga opens the door for Yeri, allowing Yeri to come out. While extending his hand. The woman in front of him frowned confusedly. His face shriveled with slightly flustered lips.

Why is he so weird? Maybe his head hit the door? Or the.. He may be possessed by a ghost. Yeri sighed, rubbing her chest many times.

"When do you dream? Wanna come down?" asked Arga, staring at the confused face of Yeri who just silently stared with blank eyes.

"Can I ask you?" said Yeri.

"Ask what?"

Yeri received Arga's helping hand, moving down with a very careful step.

"You're okay, right? No one hit your head?" yeri asked, holding Arga's head trying to ascertain Arga's condition.

"Nobody got stuck, so why?" Arga tried to shake Yeri's hand. Trying to avoid. But Yeri's curiosity is so strong, she won't stop until she gets the good news if Arga is okay.

If you don't want to, I'm gone now." muttered Arga, stepping her feet away leaving Yeri alone.

"Eh.. Wait!" Yeri ran after Arga who had taken a few steps in front of her. He pushed down Arga's back, making him almost fall.

"God!" furious Arga, turned his body sharply to look at Yeri who was standing with a mocking face in front of him..

"What do you want, baby?" ledek Yeri, pushing again Arga's shoulder, walked first into the spacious garden. Instantly his steps stopped when he saw some plants that looked very beautiful. Some plants look very beautiful.

"You brought me here on purpose?" yeri Gumam.

Yeri... Watch out for you, lest I catch you. lead you into the abyss ahead." furious Arga.

"Why did you bring me here, Arga?" yeri's murmur ensured.

"Yes, do you like it?" ask Arga.

"But don't think I invited you here because of a date, not in my mind want to date you. I don't want you to be sad thinking about your father. Better find entertainment outside." explains Arga, standing right next to Yeri.

"Supect what you said!" muttered Yeri, running to enjoy the cool air around the park. The fragrance of flowers burst into his kiss. Very fresh! Yeri stretched out into her two hands. With the body slightly twisted, raised his head looked up, while the two eyes closed. Smell the flowers all around.

Arga smiled faintly enjoying the scene in front of him. Not a view of the park.but a beautiful face that looks very happy.Smooth smile makes the eyes of Arga can not turn to admire the beauty of her.

Until midnight. They're both there. Spending time together while laughing, joking together seemed to lose the hatred of Yeri's mind. And Arga's heart looks very comfortable together with Yeri. For some reason, he felt very close to the woman. Just like the woman he was with back when he was in High School.

Arga doesn't know where he is now either. How is. Is he still okay or is he not sure either.

Until 9 pm Arga invited Yeri to come home soon. Because he promised tomorrow he'd bring his father home. He had prepared several doctors as well as nurses to check on his father's condition.

Yeri welcomes the kindness of Arga. She hugged Arga very tightly, peeping into her two cheeks in turn. Arga who was surprised he felt very happy, the kiss he will always remember.

***

Two days later.

Oma Mely who was already missing heavily with Yeri. He was trying to find her at home. It had been one day that Ima had not seen Yeri at all.

Oma Mely, walking with light steps. To his two legs as if very heavy stepping.with the help of his body support, an engraved wood, polished with black. The cloth wrapped in kebaya a little dark it makes him older, plus facial wrinkles that increasingly look very clear.

"Arga, where's Yeri?" oma Arga walked over to Arga who was busy with her phone. His legs are limp, can't walk far. He sat on the side.

"Yeri, it looks like it's in the room" replied Arga.

"Call him, oma wait here."

Arga turned off his phone. Put it to the front desk. "What do you want to talk to him about?"

"Wouldn't! If I don't want to tell Arga."

"Call him, won't you?" oma Melly echoed in annoyance, to two she said glaring instantaneously, then hitting Arga's back with her stick.

"Again, oma. Forgive me!" Arga stood up. Arga's assertive nature seemed to be flaccid instantly just because of his oma. It was as if his aura was gone.

"Go quickly, call Yeri. If you don't want to. I'll hit it harder." said oma Mely, lifting her wand high and ready to lift another few punches at once.

Arga stepped up, stepped behind the sofa. "Yes, oma. Yes, I called him first." muttered Arga.

"Splash!"

"Yes, my dear oma!" Arga kissed her forehead and ran away leaving her. He immediately walked up to the stairs approaching Yeri's room.

****

On the other hand, Yeri was still lying on her bed. Today he was really tired. Yesterday was new and met his father. Caring for him all day even fall asleep in a sitting position next to his father. Because Arga wasn't home all day. He could have gone, after all Oma Mely never forbade him wherever he went.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck...

"Yeri, get up!" yelling Arga echoing.

"Hemm.what the hell, why he always bothers me. Does he have nothing else to do but disturb my sleep?" muttered Yeri, pulling her two hands up, trying to stretch her stiff body muscles. He rubbed his two eyes that were still closed.

"What's wrong?" ask Yeri lirih.

"Yeri, if you don't come out I drag you out later." Arga said.

Feeling very upset Yeri did not come out. Even though he put out his strength to shout unclear. Arga opened the door to Yeri's room, but he snorted in annoyance as Yeri lay down again in his jaw. Hugging the bolster very tightly.

"I'm sleepy, let me sleep another half hour."

"Wake up?" furious Arga. Walk with light steps towards Yeri's bed.

"In a moment, I'm still sleepy" said Yeri, lazy.

"Well, if you don't want to go. I'm not bringing your father here."

Hearing her father Yeri jump out of bed. Instantly, his two eyes opened wide. While to his two hands rubbed his eyes that still felt sticky, filled with dirt in his eyes.

"All right, I'm up now. But you quickly brought my father home. I want to take care of her myself." Yeri said enthusiastically.

"okay! All right, but now you take a shower. Then meet the oma below. He wants to meet you." said Arga indifferently.

Yeri harrumphed in annoyance, "What is oma looking for me."

"I also don't know, if I ask can-can be hit continues." muttered Arga annoyed.

Yeri chuckles small. "What an authoritative figure Arga, resolute, defeated with oma. And why are you so soft, Mr. Arga." yelled Yeri, standing up from his bed.

"Who is soft" said Arga annoyed.

"Now I know your weakness. If you dare with me. Then I'll whisk it to oma,"

"Yeri, don't mess with me." threatened Arga firmly.

"What's? Or am I going to get oma now?" Yeri opened her mouth, ready to scream for oma

"Whatever! I took a quick shower, "Arga stepped on his legs irritated. He left Yeri alone. And the woman still couldn't stop smiling when she learned of Arga's secret now.

He must be feeling very embarrassed now. But no problem, I will take good care of this secret. And only you and I know, Arga.