ALITA'S SECRET
Chapter 39

Since Alita's secret is revealed, a secret that Alita herself does not know, Arkan becomes more loving to his wife and more indulgent.

Like this morning, Alita was shocked by her husband's actions in the kitchen.

"What are you so sorry about?" Alita was astonished to hold back the laughter of seeing Arkan wearing a pink floral apron.

"Eh, are you awake? Here I am making soup for you." Arkan sliced carrots and vegetables, looking so expert.

"Be careful ah same knife."

"Dear, your husband is a cook." Arkan put all the ingredients into the boiling pot.

"Cock tumben want to cook? No appointments with clients today?" Alita asked in surprise, usually Sunday also Arkan go until noon to meet his colleagues.

"No, today I want to be full with my wife." Arkan winked mischievous eyes, and smiled sweetly.

Alita pouted and helped clean up the cooking waste.

"What's wrong with you, baby?" Ask Arkan for attention.

"I'm bosen, baby. No activities at home."

Arkan understood that this day must come, when his wife at the peak of boredom was always at home waiting for him.

"You like to cook. Why not try what dishes can be sold?" Arkan. At least if his wife is at home he is not worried.

"I can do business?"

"By dong dear. As long as it doesn't make you tired and you're grumpy."

Alita smiled and kissed her husband's cheek. "Thank you, baby."

Arkan looked at his wife.

"You're cooking, even romantic in the kitchen." Remember Alita.

"Oh yes, thankfully no mess." Arkan stirring the fragrant soup is appetizing.

"Such a son as it is." Alita is hungry.

"You should eat a lot of healthy, let our pregnancy program run smoothly, baby."

Alita nodded. "Yes dear. Thank you very much for understanding."

Arkan put the soup in the bowl. "Yuk eat."

They both headed to the dining table.

***

While busy eating both, appeared Bi Endah.

"Sir, there's a guest."

"Who's Bi?"

"The Master's Parents."

Arkan looked at each other with Alita. His gaze was fixed on Alita's pretty sexy clothes, only tank tops and shorts.

"You get changed, baby, I'll see Papa."

Alita nodded in understanding. "Yes, I'll change my clothes first."

"Later down."

"Yes." Yeah." Alita rushed up to her room.

While Arkan towards the front door welcomes Galang and Ajeng.

"How are you doing Pa?" Arkan saluted Galang respectfully.

He just smiled a little. "good. How are you?"

"I'm good, Pa." Despite Galang doing bad things, Arkan still tried to be polite. Because Galang is still his father.

"Tante, how are you?" Arkan greeted Ajeng who put on a jutek face.

Unanswered. Because up to any time Arkan would not call her Mama.

Arkan tried to ignore and invite the two to sit in the living room.

"What's up, Pa? Where's tumben? If there's a need, Papa usually calls me to the house." Arkan opened the conversation.

"Old man, you never came to Papa's house."

Arkan raised an eyebrow. "I'm busy Pa. Besides, I don't want to come later to make a storm Papa with Aunt Ajeng. There must be Riga there."

Inflamed aweng. "What do you think about in jailin Riga?"

He held his wife's hand. "Darling, Riga is free."

"Tetep aja Mas. He was released from prison but kept in his room. Because the case is unclear." Ajeng began to curse him again.

Arkan had no interest in replying to her words. Because of this stepmother, if servedin increasingly become.

Eleven-twelve with Andini, Lanni's mother. So these two people can be Kong kalikong aka conspicuous or can be sworn enemies.

"Dear, what matters is that Riga is the same as us." Galang's words made Arkan react normally.

In the past he would be very hurt every father prioritizes the interests of his wife and stepson.

But not anymore.

Because now he is not alone. Only Alita is precious to him.

"Oh yes Papa heard from Papa's friend, you ordered the services of a wedding organizer?" Dropping the conversation.

Arkan was a bit confused. "Papa's friend knows?"

"It just so happened that her wedding organizer belonged to Papa's friend's son. And she once came to your wedding with Lanni. That's why he asked. You want to get married again?"

Arkan smiled slightly. He was going to surprise everyone, but got caught.

Alita appeared from upstairs. So beautiful using a knee-length white dress, with long hair unraveling.

Galang and Ajeng were shocked at the same time.

Alita kissed Galang's hand. "I'm Alita."

Galang who was still confused received Alita's hand and rubbed his head briefly.

Once you want to greet Ajeng, Arkan's stepmother even throw her face while folding both hands on the chest.

Alita looked at Arkan asking, her husband just smiled as he sat her down.

"Alita isn't your ART?" Ask Galang confused.

"Ult used to. Now she's my wife. I've been married to her for two months" Arkan explained casually.

"No, your son doesn't know himself. Married secretly with a maid, but did not ask permission from your father. Most also married because you slept first with your son." Ajeng's spicy mouth made Galang panic afraid of Arkan being angry.

"Darling, Arkan is all grown up. He's a man anyway. And this is her second marriage. I am sure he can take responsibility himself. No need to interfere." Galang tried to defend his son because he already knew Riga was guilty. It's just that in order to maintain the harmony of his household with Ajeng, he continues to defend Riga even though he is wrong.

"Why did you believe him anyway, Mas?" Teaching does not like.

"not believing. But keep talking to you. He is also our son-in-law."

"No need!"

Alita saw Ajeng's attitude as really demeaning.

Arkan saw the look in Alita's eyes change, rushing his clenched shoulder to Alita calm him down. Worried Athena showed up making runyam. If there is Athena, Ajeng must be the target of anger because it has insulted Alita.

"I didn't ask for Aunt's confession either. I just want to have a wedding. It's up to Aunty to come or not."

Alita looked at Arkan confusedly. "Fest?"

"Dear, I want to hold our wedding reception. I'll cut all my acquaintances. Let everyone know my wife."

"Let's know your wife is a former maid," said Ajeng spicy.

Just wanted Arkan to answer, Alita held a hand hinting silently. Against a spicy mouth Ajeng needs a spicy one as well.

"I'm an ART ex, but I love my husband more than anything, Auntie. So I will faithfully accompany him in any condition." Alita's words make Ajeng more sentimental.

"Not to be your holy-spirited. After traumatizing my son, you still..."

"Three Aunty mean?" Cut Alita. "He's treated me unfairly. He just accepted his karma. What else is expected?"

"Pinter said yes." Stand up inflamed.

"Darling, that. Don't grumpy. Later your tension rises again, can not care for Riga," persuaded Galang who is overwhelmed to face his temperamental wife.

"I don't like him, Mom. What did my friends say? My husband's son married a maid?"

"At least he's not a traitor who cheats on you as Auntie's good son." Arkan looked at Galang.

"If Papa wants to come, I appreciate it. But I'm asking you not to mess up my wedding."

Ajeng still want to interrupt but Galang mediate. "Already, don't continue. Let's just go home."

Arkan holds hands with Alita to escort Galang and Ajeng away.

Although Ajeng is not satisfied.

***

"Wedding party? Why didn't you tell me?" Alita asked as soon as they returned to the room.

"Had wanted to make a surprise, even caught first because of the wedding organizer of Papa's friend's child. And let me know I'm going to have a wedding." Arkan opens the shirt, bare-chested he sits on the sofa looking at Alita.

"Darling you sure you want to have that party?" Alita's a little worried.

Arkan hinted with his finger. "Sit here."

Alita complies and approaches, Arkan pulls her sitting on his lap.

His hands wrapped around his wife's slender waist made their bodies cling.

"Yes I need to know my beautiful wife." He kissed Alita's neck.

"When that?"

"Planning next week. Later Stacy will handle the wedding dress and make up you baby.."

Alita's a little moody.

"Eh why else, baby? How's that pouting?"

"I'm afraid of you being shy" Alita said softly. "I'm your former ART."

Arkan smiled anxiously seeing Alita pouting. "The former housekeeper I applied to was Arkan Hutama's housewife."

"I'm just a high school graduate. Later if..."

"Darling..." Arkan looked at him fixedly. "I need a life partner. Not my company's employees. What's the point of education if I believe my wife is a good morale who I believe will educate my children."

Alita started to smile, her doubts slowly fading.

"Later to try the clothes. I have to look beautiful at our wedding."

"Sure, you'll be the most beautiful queen later."

Imagine her wearing a beautiful wedding dress, making her smile herself.

"Darling.." Arkan began to kiss his wife's neck.

Alita already understood her husband was asking for rations.

Immediately he struck his lips first so savagely that Arkan surprised his own wife so wildly.

"Let's make a baby." whispered Arkan directly lifting Alita's body to the bed.

Long night passed by a couple who are still in the honeymoon atmosphere.

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