Arjuna's Wife (Limited Outreach)
Chapter 8a

CHAPTER 8a

Parajang current is fairly smooth also supported by bright weather. The luxury vehicle that Juna was riding shot across the street. Since the car driven by the driver drove home, an uninvited smile continued to fall sweet on his handsome face.

Looking out the window, there was a strange tingling feeling in the chest. Disturbing, but he likes. Juna glanced at the seat beside him. Various kinds of souvenirs piled up, bought at the center of the souvenir center Pekalongan through earlier.

After marriage, every time traveling out of town or abroad, Juna always took the time to buy fruit hands. Although usually asked to buy and choose is a guide or driver.

But this time I don't know what pushed him. Juna went down by himself and sorted out by himself. The driver who watched Juna gelagat out of the ordinary, scratching his head does not itch. This was the first time the boss was so enthusiastic. Choose and ask about the most famous and popular special souvenirs. The driver's mind wandered. Could it be that his boss is the paralysis of the jinn of the new factory land dwellers?

"After arriving in Jakarta do not go home first, take me to Siloam Hospital," said Juna to the driver with a radiant look.

"Good, sir."

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Anggi moved the television channel according to Ningrum's request. Already two nights Anggi stay in the hospital, enough to break a little homesickness to his mother even though he could not lie cuddling that important one room.

"Would you like to eat fruit?" ask Anggi.

"Mother is full. You better have dinner first. It's seven o'clock. I noticed, you haven't eaten anything since noon."

Ningrum's speech was at the same time as a rumble that rang from his stomach. Anggi lowered his gaze, then rubbed his wrapped stomach.

"I think I really need to eat." Anggi. "Mother is nothing left for a while? I'm gonna go get some food down to the cafeteria downstairs."

"Go, Son. Let the nurse take care of you. Don't worry."

The hospital canteen looked quite crowded. Many people fill their stomachs there. On average are people who are also waiting for their families who are sick.

Anggi approached the meatball vendor stand. Ever since walking down the menu this one kept passing through his mind. The warm and spicy meatball sauce is imagined to be able to refresh the mood and also satiate the stomach. He ordered a full serving of meatballs as well as a glass of warm tea.

Anggi sighed in relief while rubbing the stomach after pressing the contents of the bowl and glass. Since this afternoon he actually did not taste food because of the actions of Ayu who burdened his mind and soul. It's just that his body said another, and Anggi was aware, that his body still had to be given the right intake in order to face the reality of life.

Anggi decided to make peace with his destiny now. Fulfilling is useless, not a solution. At least the severe financial problems that pestered his family can be resolved through the halal way even though his soul is much injured, the important thing is that his mother always smiled.

"Pick."

When his name is called automatically Anggi turned his head. Exhaling his breath he got up from his seat to leave immediately. The figure who called him was none other than the loser man who was easily tempted s*langk*n cheap.

"Hey, if people say hello it's answered, sweet." Hendrik blocked his wrist. Smiling with interest. "You're getting prettier after marriage" she said shamelessly.

"I don't answer crocodiles. I'm just answering the human greeting!" cibir Anggi cynical. Anggi jerked his hands rough to escape from Hendrik's check.

"What did you say, crocodile? Don't be a saint!" said windy. "You must have seduced your boss using your body and trapped him for marriage in order to become a great mistress! I'm curious, what kind of wisdom you feel to the extent that a rich man like him chooses you to edit," he said as nicely as he did.

Anggi really wanted to punch Hendrik in the face right now if he did not remember to maintain the image of himself outside, as Juna had predicted to him.

"It's none of your business. My body is mine, so whatever I want to do! You better take care of Vania. Or maybe, he's starting to turn away from you? Just so you know. The woman you adored by throwing me away, a few days ago was reckless to seduce my husband in a public place. Take good care of him, so as not to be bad!"

"Womens!"

The familiar male echo in Anggi's ears filled the canteen room. Anggi turned around, painting a flurry with the arrival of the man who said he was going away one week, but suddenly appeared faster.

"Mas Juna?"

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