A Paid Wife
Scandalized

"Jun, say hello Yeri is already at the house of oma" asked Arga. In June, from behind the phone.

"Not yet sir, he has not come. Isn't he just like Lucas?" ask Jun from behind the phone.

"Yes.but has he not arrived yet? where's Dia? It's impossible if he came out of there not yet." replied Arga rolled his eyes trying to recall what was told to Yeri.

I don't seem to order him. But why is he so long? Don't-don't…

Arga glanced at the watch that was coiled around his wrist. The hour hand shows at 10 am.

"Jun.. Try to find out where he is now? And why he hasn't arrived yet. If you need to follow him in his apartment. And one more. Don't tell oma." said Arga.

"What do I have to say, sir. I also never told it all on, oma."

"All right! Quickly find out about him." Arga. "And Lucas, has he come?"

"Good, sir! but Lucas hasn't come yet. Maybe they're still on the street." replied Jun from behind the phone. And Arga immediately turned off his phone. He threw her in the chair beside him. Arga refocused with the road in front of him, he drove at a moderate pace.

"Damn it! Why didn't he go tell me? Or maybe they're dating together? besides, Lucas is a handsome guy and he's the same age as me" Arga said, clutching tightly at the steering wheel. In her little heart she felt very emotional when she knew Yeri had not come.

And he felt a slight jealous vibe enveloping his heart.

"This too, is why oma is looking for a handsome assistant. He is also young. Why not find an old assistant. And Yeri is safer. Will not turn away from me. grumbled Arga.

"Start! Why am I worried about him? Why am I jealous too. Who is he anyway? No! No! This can't happen. I wouldn't like him. No. I don't want this to happen." muttered Arga, trying to resuscitate her heart. Even on his lips he said no. In his heart was still tucked away in annoyance.

Arga took a deep breath.he started to focus again with the path in front of him. His eyes were on the car in front of him.

"That's not an oma car? And why is it there?" asked Arga he passed by. Trying to see where the car stops.

"This is a face treatment? indeed, the wrinkles of the oma can return if all facial treatments. And in addition to the salon. Maybe the white hair of the oma was in straighten. Or maybe oma really wants to come back young." grumbled Arga while chuckling small. His brain began to display a different oma appearance later.

Feeling curious. Arga continued to retreat and went into the parking lot. "Start! Why do I want to know about oma's business. I better just go. If oma finds out I'm soaking wet. He'll be suspicious. Especially if I met Cia earlier. He must be mad at me." grumbled Arga. He decided to open the car door.

Arga while sitting perfectly stared ahead. With his hands holding the steering wheel of his car. "I'd rather go home than find trouble." grumbled Arga. He immediately turned his car around and got back out of the car park.

Lucas knows it's Mr. Arga's car. He tried to run after her. But his efforts are nil. Arga is traveling at high speed.

Before long Arga arrived at the luxurious house owned by oma. He walked with light steps into the house. He walked leisurely towards the room. Unknowingly if oma was sitting casually on the sofa waiting for her presence with Yeri.

"Where are you going?" the familiar voice made Arga stop his steps instantly.

"Why are your clothes wet?" ask Oma sharply. He stood up. Walked toward him. His two eyes began to observe each of Arga's bodies. His clothes were wet with a little messy.make oma's mind become misunderstood instantly.

"Eh.. Oma," Arga smiled faintly. "Emmm.. That was.. I. I was helping an oma?" arga said reasoned.

"But I'm not sure? Is it true what you said? If you lie I don't want to stay still later." Oma moves.

Arga smiled, grabbing onto the two hands of the oma. "No oma, cook your handsome grandson this lie. I only help the Oma people. So no problem, right? It's also good for oma."

"It doesn't matter if what you help isn't the person you used to like." Oma's insinuation made Arga widen her eyes. Oma withdrew her hand, folding over her chest.

"Remember, Arga. You have been hurt by him. And you're close to him again. Are you not aware? Are you a stupid man or what?" sharp Oma raised her voice.

And for the umpteenth time. Arga could only shut up. He bowed.

"Where can you, you know? Did anyone tell the oma. Or don't you send spies to see my gestures?" arga muttered in his heart.

"Arga. I ask you one more time. If you still want to see the oma. Follow what oma says. Don't come back with her." said oma making Arga lift his head listening to every word that oma said.

"Oma, how does oma know?" ask Arga to make sure.

"Oma also saw you drive her home." said oma.

"Nobody doesn't know for oma. So do not dare you try to lie oma. oma does not like if you try to lie to oma again. Just because I want to be close to that bitch."

"Oma she's not a whore."

"If not a whore, keep what her calling is." asked Oma sharpens.

Oma was also very upset with the woman. He was also very disappointed with her. When Arga wanted to get her married. Want to surprise him, until willing to go to America. And when his granddaughter, met with Cia kissing with another man. It's even as if his body was on sale here and there at a nightclub.

At that time Arga came home drunk. For three days he was unconscious. He really has fallen. Just because of that woman. Oma who saw the condition of her grandson. He was immediately angry at Cia. And find out all about him there. Until I know the truth. He sent money to Cia. To stay away from Arga. He no longer needed a comfort woman like her.

"Oma, no, don't talk about him anymore. I don't want to talk about him anymore either. I'm gonna take a shower. And if Yeri comes later oma tell me." said Arga flatly. His face was a little annoyed with his oma. When insulting Cia. There was a sense of inadmissibility of the person who had once filled his heart that was despised. Even though it has sown wounds. But he has also sown happiness before.

Arga stepped his foot away leaving the oma. Without saying anything else. And oma just quietly stood staring at him.

"Why he's always been a fool for love. Is Arga already blinded by love, lady***** that?" oma muttered. He doesn't want to stay silent. Oma walked up to reach for her phone and immediately contacted someone to make Cia know the taste. It's not just destroying his career.