Arjuna's Wife (Limited Outreach)
Special Chapter Eleven

Special Chapter Eleven

Juna came down from the bed, following Anggi who was sobbing on the sofa, still rummaging while a little annoyed. Anggi's second pregnancy was very testing Juna's patience, as if the second child venting anger at him as he used to vent anger-clad disappointment at Anggi in the early days of the marriage, on an innocent figure over his heart wound.

"Say whatever my request in this pregnancy will be fulfilled, as a redeemer for my first pregnancy. But where is the evidence? Just ask for a pop of noodles on the train just mind as much as it looks. Words don't suit the deed" Anggi's cerocos was upset, gushing his watery nose.

Juna sat down next to his wife who turned her back. The memory of the wives in regard to the statements of her husbands especially in terms of these kinds of promises, is remarkably sharp. So sharp it can even boomerang, turning towards attacking its master. The instincts of all women seem to be designed almost the same, impulsively will bring up the words of her husband's promise at certain times, for example as in the situation Anggi now.

Juna reflexes a frustrated clucking while massaging the base of the nose. Wordless. However, his desperation even aggravated the situation when the wife's ear heard it, another response by Anggi, wrong meaning. The pregnant woman turned around, her wet eyes flashed fiercely.

"So, you're upset because I'm like this?" emotional attack. "And I'm like this because I have a baby!"

Juna was flabbergasted, not understanding. "Why conclude so? I didn't say anything, darling."

Juna twitched, even though in his heart he was irritated. It's just that as Anggi said, the fetus in there is not the result of berbolo ria, but the results mendes*h sweating both, so of course the risk must also be borne together because it makes it together.

Anggi struggled to get up from his bed. The anger was clearly expressed, even so he did not refuse the help of the husband who helped him to sit because his distended stomach made his movement not free. Clenching Juna's hand as soon as he managed to sit perfectly, treating the arrogant boss like gum, sweet enough as discarded.

"But it was just that. That must be upset, right? Is it the same as me? Frankly, I'm behind because I'm pregnant and fussy like this, right? But what I'm afraid of is your son too Mas!" Anggi joking without pause. Stern memicing on her husband made go awry.

If provoked, then the train noodle pop drama that his wife wants will be longer in length. There is no other choice but to agree, unless Juna wants the situation to be threatened not to be able to hug and kiss her favorite warm body.

Anggi stared fixedly with pursed lips. Scanning the face of the husband sitting next to her.

"Where? You found some irritation on your husband's face hmm?"

"I find good looks," said Anggi plain and straightforward, because like any expression Juna, the good looks of her husband was always champion.

Anggi's answer made Juna laugh. His wife was irritating him, but somehow it became adorable.

"Wash your face first, keep your jacket on?"

"uh? A jacket?" anggi.

"Yes, let's find the noodle pop you want.

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