
Wife Arjuna 33b
Two lovebirds who a few days ago had a big fight, now back to sit together at the dinner table. Dinner together despite the contrasting interactions depicted there. Inversely from the already.
Before, usually Anggi who scoops rice is also side dishes to the plate Juna. As bad as Juna is, it's still her husband. Anggi always remembered his mother's message, giving advice not to be negligent in his duties as a wife.
Another thing with now. At the dining table Juna is busy filling the dishes Anggi with various kinds of menus presented. He also asked Lina to prepare several glasses of fruit juice of different types because Anggi had faintly muttered on the way home earlier. Although slowly, Anggi's speech while stroking his stomach was caught quickly in Juna's ears, so when he arrived, Juna immediately ordered Lina to make it immediately.
"Mas, this is too much." Anggi protested. The contents of the plate that Juna thrust on him exceeded the portion of jumbo.
"You should eat a lot. Your nutrition is now divided in two with my son," replied Juna who was still busy arranging the contents of the plate. "Let's eat it fast, get cold later. Or, can I steam it?" tawar Juna is not making it up.
"No need. I can eat by myself," refused Anggi ketus. Take a spoon and start tasting the contents of the plate.
Juna smiled widely before eating his own food. The man ate ravenously almost as if he had not eaten for days. Some time eating alone at the dining table after getting used to being accompanied, making Juna can only swallow a few spoons or sometimes not at all. All his hunger that often evaporates is now partying, rejoicing because someone accompanies him at the table.
"Sir, sorry. There's a guest." Bik Tiyas approached the dining table right after Juna had pressed a glass of water to wash his mouth.
"Guests? Who?"
"Say from Rayan Corporation. He said his name was Mr. Zayn." Bik Tiyas conveyed politely.
"Please go in and make him a drink."
Bik Tiyas nodded wordlessly and rushed back to the front.
"Eating a lot, do not forget the juice is drunk as well," said Juna while gently rubbing Anggi's head before moving to the living room.
Anggi glanced at the rows of juice glasses that Juna served for him. He did have time to terbesit want to drink fruit juice a while ago, but not ten glasses as well. However, then he even rubbed the trace of Juna's hand rubbed on his head, down the cheek feel that now feels warm.
"Mas Juna is actually nothing!" Anggi grumbled to himself. Unaware, her interaction with Juna has since been observed by Lina giggling behind the kitchen door.
Juna is still busy discussing many things with his guests, while Anggi chose to go up to the room to the dressing room after his stomach was full. He was pensive in front of the door of one of the cabinets that was accidentally opened, staring straight at the rows of clothes that half had never even been worn, there were still many intact labels.
Seizing for a moment Anggi solidify the mind that has been struggling since. He is determined to become stronger for the sake of his son with or without Juna's love for them. Regardless of the situation of his parents, his son still deserves to be happy. As an expression of the deepest apology to the baby for having had vile intentions, hoping that the guilt that torments him lately slowly disappears.
For the sake of making that happen, shouldn't he take steps to start setting the heart? Taking a deep breath, her beautiful eyeballs glittering like diamonds re-opened, casting doubt and believing her initial move was the right start.
"Sorry, from this second on, I will never again wear or store these clothes, Mas. I had to get rid of it in order to maintain the sanity of my soul. For the sake of my son," he said steadily while removing all the clothes labeled 'VN Fashion' from his closet.
Seriate.