Arjuna's Wife (Limited Outreach)
CHAPTER 38b

Wife Arjuna chapter 38b

“Papa, Mama same with a hungry baby,” her great-grandson spoiled while rubbing her stomach, followed by a fierce glittering gaze thrown from her net on the shoulder-haired woman through the corner of the eye.

“Hungary?”

Juna who was originally focused on talking about cloth with the woman who turned out to have a high interest in the textile, was immediately distracted by Anggi who suddenly struggled with it. Not paying attention to the corner of his wife's eyes that presents a lightning bolt to his interlocutor.

“Iya, Mas. I'm hungry,” said Anggi while smiling cute and looking at Juna with a sweet look like a kitten.

Juna felt a little strange with his wife's behavior that was briefly indifferent and annoying and in the minutes later even spoiled turned sweet. However, the words spoken from Anggi's mouth more attention at this time. When Anggi said hungry, didn't that mean his son was also hungry in there?

“The cup is married, I think you are still single,” said the woman in black who was chatting with Juna. I was not far from Juna. A little withdrawn after knowing this charming man already has an owner.

“I'm married and this is my wife.” Juna embraces Anggi closer.

This time Anggi even deliberately close themselves to buy Juna. Usually he often avoids being too friendly in public even if only for formality, interact appropriately. Another thing with this time is exactly the opposite.

“Halo, my wife.” Anggi spoke with forced hospitality.

Feeling careless and not wanting to linger, Anggi woke up from his seat. Pulling Juna's arm to rise so as not to sit side by side with the shoulder-haired woman as soon as two salesmen brought all the paper bags containing clothes he bought, he said, and handed back a card to Juna that was used to pay.

Anggi's forehead increasingly folded the sign of dislike when the salesman seemed blushed when handing the card to Juna. Actually, the saleswoman was just about to give thanks without a word because Juna had helped her overcome the difficulties when she was in a pinch situation, namely contributing an opinion when choosing a dress for the fussy customer.

I mean the young girl wants to smile sincerely still wrapped in politeness. It's just that the effect of Juna's handsome face and charisma that emanated strongly, making the young girl even misbehaved, ended up blushing too clumsy.

“Mas, we're home now. My stomach is so hungry!” Anggi said grimly burning hot feeling that was burning in his chest cavity.

“Happy with, you. Sorry, I'm ahead. My wife is pregnant, so it seems easier to feel hungry.” Juna said goodbye to the woman who was answered by a polite nod.

In a hurry, Anggi half dragged her husband out of the boutique followed by two salesmen who brought a stack of paper bags. He even just say goodbye by waving a glance at his two friends who are still not finished shopping.

“How about eating at a steakhouse that goes home? Although the food at home is definitely healthier and hygienic, but I do not want to let my son starve for too long.” Juna gave a proposal while pairing the seatbelt.

“I want to eat at home!” answer Anggi ketus.

“Didn't you say you were very hungry?

Juna who is insensitive to the oddity of Anggi, only considers the tone of his wife's ketus due to feeling very hungry.

“ Anyway I want to eat at home, so let's just go home!” hiss Anggi was irritated and Juna finally chose to step on the gas pedal until the car drove away.

Anggi cursed himself who somehow was unable to control the fire in the chest that he also understood very well that it was called jealousy. Anggi hated himself. At a time when even his heart was not sure what he meant to Juna, he might even feel jealous.

If Anggi knew that Juna also felt so when Anggi bergur greeting with the opposite sex. The atmosphere of Juna's feeling was like a storm when he saw him conversing with Hendrik the other day. It's just that Juna also did not want to confess more precisely has not realized, that his anger is both derived from a disturbing feeling in the heart called jealousy.

Seriate.