Arjuna's Wife (Limited Outreach)
Bonchap 3

After returning from Japan, the next day Anggi and Juna immediately left for a children's orphanage located not too far from the alley of the late Ningrum house.

Some time back after conferring with Juna's family, finally Anggi decided to sell his mother's house and the money from the sale will be donated entirely to an orphanage as well as to build a mosque located not far from the orphanage.

Initially, Anggi wanted to split the money from the sale. Some to donate, and half to give to his toddler nephew, Yudhishthira. However, Yudhishthira had the right to the house, as the biological son of the elder brother.

However, the Maharani and Barata agreed to refuse subtly. Not because of arrogance with abundant material that is owned, but according to them if donated then it is more blessing. Wishing all the goodness of alms, the rewards flow beautifully on the late Ningrum as well as on the mother of the cute toddler who becomes the perfecter of their marriage.

The donation ceremony took place syahdu. Accepted with full gratitude as well. Do'a together served solemnly. Greetings of abundant blessing for the long story in the mortal realm as well as for those who have already ended the journey of world life.

"It feels like my heart is relieved now" Anggi muttered on the way home from the parlour. Glancing at her husband with a smile carving that is increasingly charming. Cultivated manhood makes its aura radiated wisely.

Juna who was driving returned to look back, smiled and then refocused on the streets.

"I'm also relieved. I would be proud to have a daughter like you. The dutiful one is relentless even after he is gone" Juna said solemnly.

"All my efforts for mother are also inseparable from your accompanying role, Mas. Who always supported me full." Anggi grabbed Juna's left hand and placed it on the cheek. "Thank you, my husband," he said sincerely wrapped in haru.

"I don't want to accept the usual way of thanking. I like it special." Juna joked, the corner of his lips grinning mischievously. Reply grasping Anggi's hand pulled him gently to be let out.

Anggi. "All right, Mr. Arjuna Syailendra. I'll make an official thank you show that fits your criteria tonight. What color dress code? Red, black, white, pink?"

"In fact I'd rather not have a single strand of thread attached to you, Mama Brama," hissed sensually seductive Juna.

Anggi. It's no secret, when she was alone with him, her husband was a pervert. "Alright, according to the order," Anggi replied not wanting to lose.

"Akh, I want to go home. Suddenly someone rebelled in a narrow place, demanding to be released," he complained frankly, not ashamed in the slightest.

The car takes the line to the right. Opposite the road to the house. Anggi turned to Juna and asked, "Mas, where are we going?"

"Mmm, somewhere. Just come along." An unceasing smile was etched on his handsome face. Occasionally humming follows a song that is played on radio broadcasts from a car tape.

The vehicle Juna was driving stopped at a shophouse-like building, but was three times as spacious as one located close to a campus.

Anggi went down, following where Juna's feet were stepping. Looking around, this spacious building looks newly renovated and redesigned, unopened. The architecture adopts a vintage theme, through translucent glass, Anggi sees the interior is aesthetically designed like a coffee shop on the streets of cities in Europe. Right with his taste. He looked up and read the large sign that was plastered on it.

Jelita Coffe Shop & Bakery.

"You likey?" ask Juna.

"I-this, this is what. Mas?" Anggi looked at her husband not understanding.

Juna embraced Anggi's shoulder, replying to the view. "This is my anniversary gift to you, my wife. I hope this card suits your taste."

"I mean, how?" The joyous sigh was also surprised to make Anggi stutter in a daze.

"I'm trying to realize your dream of opening a coffee shop, I found out from Bik Tiyas and Lina. Hope you like this gift."

Anggi hugged Juna for a moment. Happy is also touched. Never thought, Juna to pay attention to details until the smallest thing to please him.

"More than like. I really like this. Thanks, Mas. Thanks." Thanks."

The two joined hands full of joy entering the building. After trying to understand each other, the fruits of their marriage increasingly taste sweet. Blessings are cultivated also watered with the name of mutual understanding.