
Wife Arjuna Chapter 34a
Juna's steps came to a halt in the middle of the steps of the stairs as soon as he saw Bik Tiyas and Lina going down in tandem carrying a pile of clothes.
"Here, what's up?" Point Juna at the pile of clothes that the ART brought. His expression was full of questions when observing all the clothes transported dominated the label 'VN Fashion'.
"This, Sir. Bu Anggi asked for all these clothes to be removed" replied Bik Tiyas who had stopped the move.
"Yes, Sir. Bu Anggi asked for all of this to be removed, whether it was discarded or given to the needy. Some of this I want to take, I want to send it to the brothers in the village."
Lina chimed in enthusiastically. He was very happy when the mistress said that all the expensive and beautiful clothes were not desired anymore and handed to him also Bik Tiyas to be removed no matter how. The important thing is not to be seen in this house.
"What's the reason?" ask Juna again.
"I don't know either, sir. Sorry, Mister. Excuse me, I want to bring these clothes down. You see, there are still a few more piles to be transported." Bik Tiyas said politely because his master was blocking the road, while his arm began to ache should support so many clothes.
"Ehm, yes I have. Continue your work." Juna stepped aside slightly giving way to Bik Tiyas as well as Lina who was trailing behind.
Juna was silent in the doorway of the open room. Sure enough, on the mattress there are still three stacks of clothes. The sound of clothes hangers that are put at once into the basket, inviting his feet to follow into the changing room.
It was seen his wife almost emptied one of the cabinets from the rows of cabinets embedded in the dressing room.
"What's with your clothes that ART transports?" ask Juna who really does not understand the activities that his wife is doing.
"Nausea? Are you vomiting again?" Juna turned Anggi behind him. Scan full of anxiety from head to toe. His tense shoulders came down slightly when he saw his wife's face was not as pale as after vomiting in the morning some time ago.
"Almost vomited because I saw the clothes. That's why I got rid of it quickly. I don't want the nutrition for my baby I just swallowed to be wasted back. What if my baby is malnourished?" sahut Anggi. Saying without a smile. Put up a flat mimic no matter Juna likes it or not.
"True, get rid of all. Whatever it is that makes you squeamish just throw it away." Juna agreed. Not yet aware of all the clothes that are removed only those labeled 'VN Fashion'.
"And one more thing, I also want to get rid of some clothes that make my nausea urge back. Can you?" ask Anggi with a hidden pushy tone. After conceiving, her bold desire that was once buried in a sense of unease, is now taking hold.
Juna frowned. "My clothes too?"
"Yes, why? No can? Wasn't Mas himself the one who insisted on keeping this fetus? I'm just trying to make your son grow up comfortable" Anggi said. Bodo time if Juna is angry. Even now she is interested in inviting the Lion in her husband to roar out.
"Pick and throw away my clothes that make you nauseous and make my child uncomfortable" he replied without hesitation.
Anggi wanted to laugh out loud, but was held back. Her pregnancy brought many blessings. Her fierce husband turned tame if caught in connection with the baby. "By pleasure, my dear."
Juna went to the bathroom to wash herself while Anggi stared at her husband's back with a triumphant grin. Eagerly, Anggi immediately opened another closet. Putting down all the shirts, her pants and a Juna suit labeled 'VN Fashion' half dumped her on the floor.
Seriate.