
Seeing Risya's face was clearly so suspicious for Arga who seemed to know what the edges of all this were.
"Come on Arga why are you still quiet?" risya asked with her raised eyebrows.
"What do you mean?" ask Arga in panic
"We are married husband is obliged to give his wife a living. So give me one of your cards without that limit as a living for your wife," risya said meekly and Arga was already full of annoyance with Risya who made him die a helpless flea with Risya rejecting the card from his papa and now his turn is squeezed.
"Let's Arga give it to your wife" Dehway said, in support of her daughter-in-law.
"But pah..," Sahut Arga must have protested.
"Thou art not stingy with the wife. Quickly give it," said Salmah urged Arga and Arga no longer breathe calmly.
"You will completely run out in Risya's hands," the inner Arga that Risya and even Risya winked one eye at Arga.
"Fugitive arts!" sahut Dehway again.
Arga let out a rude breath and took out his wallet and Risya smiled as she used the card from Arga. Arga was so hard to pull that one card out of his wallet.
"The black Arga" said Salmah. Know which one has a lot of it.
"Issss," Arga hissed and gave it to Risya quickly Risya's hand picked it up and smiled triumphantly.
"Still," said Risya again blinked his eyes, looking at Arga who was full of anger and wanted to pounce on Risya.
"Don't be wasteful" said Arga slowly.
"Mighty spy" said Risya.
"Risya use all you want yes and right what he said your papa earlier. Do not just use it as necessary. Which does not need to be used," Salmah said.
"Well, I could go bankrupt" protested Arga.
"The wife's happiness is the husband's sustenance. The more you give to your wife, the more you provide. So don't count with your wife. Look papa who keeps making your mama happy and see now we can be like this because your mama is praying for papa. And you also have to be like that do not stingy on the wife. So that your sustenance is more flowing," said Dehway who lectured Arga.
"But there is a limit to it as well as a reward" said Arga suppressing his voice.
" It's Arga. Nor will you be poor if you give only that little thing to your wife" Salmah said
"Basic matre," Arga. But Risya just smiled cynically to see the regret of Arga's face to him.
Arga just let out a long sigh that wanted to talk, wanted to protest like anything he wouldn't listen to. The real children in the house were Risya and Arga not at all. So you have to be patient with Arga.
"Oh yeah what's the pin?" ask Risya who should know. Because if you don't know the same.
"Later on" said Arga.
"Yes should now dong. Later you do not tell me again, everything will only be in vain" said Risya.
"Risya I said later, I have to go to the bank first" said Arga.
"For what. Reduce the balance. Uh where possible," said Risya.
"That's Arga. It belongs to your wife. Tell me what the fuck the hunt is," Salmah said.
"More quickly tell, or maybe you are not my love intention until the pin is just you....."
"Your birthday" said Arga cut off Risya's conversation and Risya immediately fell silent as Arga answered her pin was her birthday date.
"You're satisfied" said Arga, sighing harshly and returning to breakfast with his face still irritated. Risya was suddenly silent. It must be very surprising if the ATM card PIN is his birthday.
"So that's why you wanted to tell the bank. You want to change the PIN, because you're prestigious. Or Risya will know that you have not moved on from him," said Salmah began to tease
"Yes that's it. Means the ATM was there when you dated Risya first and you have broken Lo up to 3 years more. The time is yes the password is not changed," said Dehway who followed the tease
"As far as you are," said Arga who was so upset and bodo period and while Risya who had known that ATM pin was his birthday was suddenly silent.
That means every use. Arga will remember his birthday date and his feelings suddenly restless and silent do not dwell.
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Syarla, Risya and Angela are having lunch together at their restaurant. Which is where the two of them who ate while chatting.
"Risya you now live in Arga's house?" ask Syarla.
"Hmmm, inevitably have to stay there," replied Risya.
"Why his face is not so sincere. You have to live there?" ask Angela.
"Yes it is forced," said Risya honestly as it is.
"Kok forced, you guys are married," said Angela astonished.
"Oh my goodness Angela, even though she is married, but living in the house of that person must be very foreign" Syarla said.
"It's true Syarla said. It is not easy to adjust to a new family" Risya explained.
"Yes too. Shed Aunt Salmah is very good with you. You must be a favorite ghost too. So you should have no problem dong and must be comfortable," said Angela
"Yes it must be deck-deans and uncomfortable" said Risya.
"It just takes Rishya time. Over time will also be comfortable," said Syarla.
"Yes. Yes we have turned back yuk," said Risya who seemed to be full.
"Yes, I have to go back to work, too" said Angela.
"OKAY. I call the waiter first," said Syarla, "turn," Syarla immediately called the waiter and the waiter immediately came.
"We want to pay" Syarla said.
"All right, ma'am" said the waiter.
"Let me pay" said Risya.
"Geez on the newlywed's treat" said Syarla with a smile with Angela.
"Occasionally," said Risya opened his wallet and took out an ATM card and he immediately saw the ATM of Arga who had just given Arga and made Risya continue to see the ATM.
"Yes in wait," Angela's reprimand made Risya shocked.
"Oh yes sorry mbak," said Risya who issued Atm had Arga and Risya immediately made payment with a pin that did know and Risya all checked whether Arga was right or not and it turned out to be true.
"Makasih mbak," said the waiter gave a receipt and also Atma Risya.
"Sama-sama," said Risya who seemed to think, "it turns out that it is my birthday," Risya's inner self who initially seemed to be in disbelief.
"What's Risya?" tanya Angela looked at Risya dumbly
"Oh it's okay. Let's go back," replied Risya who was trying to calm down.
"OK come on," invited Syarla and they immediately left the restaurant after finishing lunch together.
Seriate