
Special Chapter Six
Distraught.
Yes, Juna made a distraught. Throughout his marriage with Anggi, only this time his wife was sulking like now. Juna also does not know where the fault lies, what kind, because the mood changes of pregnant women suddenly change at the acute level.
Juna was about to bang on the door that was locked from inside it. However, he paused it because he did not want to make Anggi more angry with him, Juna was worried that his wife's mood was getting worse and had a bad effect on the baby who was also pregnant.
Pacing at the door, Juna thought hard. Rotating memories, but still did not find the culprit that made him called evil by the wife.
"Hhh, what exactly makes Anggi angry?" unfortunately, while shuffling his hair.
Although a bit difficult, Juna grasped his ego firmly. Calls on himself to give Anggi time until his emotions subside.
"Don't be angry for long, honey. How will I sleep if you're still mad at me? I could have been nauseous and couldn't sleep" he murmured in frustration at the door, before returning to the master room to cool his head.
At eight o'clock in the night, Anggi was still locked up. Not coming out of the room for her second child with Juna. Even missed dinner. Makes Juna more worried, but also confused because he still wants to find a bright spot about the cause of Anggi's anger. Not wanting to go out when told dinner was ready, also refusing to be taken to the room, exclaiming annoyance from the inside with the classic cry of a sulking woman who actually asked to be persuaded in such a way that reads.
Leave me alone!
Juna just finished accompanying Brama drawing together. Started whining because of sleepiness.
"Bah, want bobo, nantuk. Want to puk puk," whine Brama who fell on the mattress character Tayo while patting p*ntatnya himself after spending a bottle of milk. "Mama ana?" his new question asked about Anggi, too fun to draw.
While greeting the child, Juna just remembered something, namely about the CCTV recording of his room in the Royal Textile building which was directly connected to his sophisticated cellphone. Hoping to find the cause of his wife's wrath. I forgot about it because of the crime.
Opening her phone, Juna rotated in the time span during her private meeting. Pay close attention to the moment and he straightened his back as soon as he saw the part where Anggi opened his grand desk drawer. Only now did Juna understand what the sabab of mausabab sulked his wife. Definitely jealous may also be due to bad memories back in the early days of their marriage.
Anggi dizzy out of the room, alert, do not want to see the handsome face of the husband who he thought was very annoying this time. He was still angry and wanted to stay in the room, just hungry. Also pity the baby who needs growth and development nutrition.
Rising, slipping down, Anggi headed for the dining room and Bik Tiyas who was cleaning there was moved up to him.
"What do you want to eat? I'm prepared. I asked you to make all of my favorite menus. Perhaps it is to be seen and warmed," Bik Tiyas bargained enthusiastically, remaining courteous.
Anggi observed the contents of the table and shook his head. "Sorry, Bi. I'm hungry, but I don't taste all this menu anymore. Want to eat creamy pasta made by Mas Juna," he said confused while stroking his stomach.
He wanted to ask Juna, but the prestige, still angry, coincided with the masculine voice that echoed gently behind his back, his tone carefree.
"Please sit down, Mrs Syailendra, pasta will be ready in a moment."
Seriate.
Happy Eid al Adha all 🤗.