Arjuna's Wife (Limited Outreach)
CHAPTER 9a

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CHAPTER 9a

"Mas, my hand hurts!" peekik Anggi who is now dragged Juna into the house.

The sound of the door being pushed violently shook the windows. Bik Tiyas one of the most poured ART almost dropped the crystal ashtray that was being wiped by him in the living room. Only able to subdue his gaze when his master came dragging the madam violently, not daring to help or speak up despite his desire.

Anggi's pain whistles as if just the wind. Hearing deaf Juna burn the flames of pent up jealousy. Incarnated like a monstrous monster when it came to the surface. Arriving in the room, Anggi was pulled and pushed violently to fall on the bed.

"Mas, geez. I've never had any intentions like you're accusing me of one bit!" anggi screams while holding his throbbing wrist. Refraining from crying, Anggi hates being weak. He has been weakened in every way, at least he still wants to have the strength to straighten out all Juna's accusations against him.

Juna leaned over, clutching Anggi's jaw tight until the owner grimaced. "What I see is not so! You're even engrossed in chatting with her even letting her touch your hand!"

"No, Mom! What the eye sees is not necessarily like the assumption disim_"

Anggi's sentence is broken. Juna gripped his lips violently full of anger. Pushing forcefully to the back. It blocked both of his hands upwards and quickly trapped his body in a cage.

Anggi wanted to scream, but could not because his mouth was silenced. No matter how much he tried to escape, everything was in vain. Juna's burly body, which was engulfed in anger, was many times stronger than usual, it was hard to dodge.

Only a clear circle is still freely out of the corner of the eye. It reflects how hurt her heart is too. Especially when Juna jerk rough wrapping the bottom until torn. Blaspheming without warning, mercilessly ruining all night.

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Anggi is still curled up in this blanket roll. Actually he had been awake since a while ago, it was just that his body felt weak it was difficult to move. His strength drained away stuttered for hours and somehow Juna gushed into his womb without tenderness last night.

Anggi. Wanting to get away from these poisonous bars but powerless. Her mother's recovery was everything to her. Would he be happy if he ran away from Juna while the hope of his mother's life was at stake like it was on the edge? Of course not. If something bad happened to Ningrum, it would only add to his soul-infested destiny.

The creaking of the door followed by the clattering of feet sounded closer towards him. The aroma of bergamot blending musk meets the sense of smell. From the fragrance that just out Anggi already know Juna who went into the room.

He chose to close his eyes tightly, suppress the anger that could never be expressed clearly, did not have the power to oppose Juna's power over him. Know where to put yourself.

Juna is fresh. Wearing a casual suit in the form of a black shirt and khaki color chino pants. He didn't go to the office today. Managing work from home while waiting for Pandu to come home from Pekalongan to report the results of friendly meetings with residents.

He sat down to the side of the bed where Anggi curled up. Not usually his wife was still lying in the dispute when the sun had risen more than one spear.

"Sir. Wake up, it's nine o'clock. You have to have breakfast."

Juna wiggled Anggi's shoulders slowly. Although he was often rude, he always cared if it was about filling the stomach. Under the pretext if Anggi is sick then it will trouble him.

Anggi did not open his eyes or respond. Once again Juna woke up by patting his wife's cheek.

"Womens, you better get up and have breakfast. I don't want you to get sick. That's troublesome."

Juna frowned. His original palms on the cheeks Anggi, creeping up fingered forehead. He also touched the neck and neck. A natural thermometer in his body detected, Anggi high heat fever.

Juna gasped, plus the beautiful face of Anggi pale. Could this be because he got out of control last night?

"Womens!" she panicked as she scooped Anggi leaned on her.

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