Being a Dad to My Niece
Chapter 41. Arga-Marsha Quarrel (1)
Chapter 41
Arga buys Marsha's favorite street food. Back when she was pregnant, the woman wanted to eat rujak, so made them go around the city and not find a suitable ramjak on their tongue. Finally, Marsha made her own. Remembering the time together at that time makes Arga feel homesick and want to repeat their closeness again.
"You remember when you wanted to eat rujak, first. Now there is a mumpung! It's your favorite song, isn't it?" Arga was about to feed the woman.
Marsha just stared at Arga cynically and looked away. He did not like all the attention given by Arga at this time. The woman thought, Why not care about her. After so many injuries were given only now the man was willing to pay attention to him.
"Marsha …."
"Alva, it's afternoon. Come on, let's go home, honey!"
Marsha ignored Arga's call. He stood up and approached his son. Although walking still uses crutches, but the woman can already walk upright.
Arga's heart aches because it has been ignored by Marsha. Then, he also walked up to the boy who was fishing in a toy pond filled with toy fish.
'Is this how it hurts when we are ignored? It was very painful, ' Inner Arga.
When Arga was about to hold Marsha's hand, again the woman stomped until the hand was released. She did not want to be touched by the man who was still her husband at this time.
Arga could only take a breath and throw it away through his mouth. He doesn't know what to do right now in order to get an apology from Marsha. The man helped open the car door. After the position of his wife and son was comfortable, he also put a seat belt on Marsha.
If Alva had smacked a car into Arga and Marsha's head, now the boy kissed the cheeks of his father and his mother alternately. Her ignorant smile was very similar to Sakti when judging her brother.
Arga kissed Alva's cheek and the tip of her head. The boy laughed again as he touched his father's cheek.
Unexpectedly, Arga kissed Marsha's head. Of course they were both surprised. The net of the two were rounded, then exchanged glances.
"sorry. I know you don't like me touching, but I have a right to touch you, because I'm your husband" Arga said.
Actually, he was going to kiss Alva's head back. Maybe the contents of her head are too filled by Marsha, so the lips are nyosornya to the head of Marsha.
"Husband?" Marsha smiled slanted with a mocking look.
It was the first time Arga saw Marsha like this. He really felt bad.
"It looks like that status will be over soon. I've already sent a divorce lawsuit to the religious court office. Just wait for the summons for the trial," continued Marsha still staring at Arga.
"Why? I don't want a divorce! Till any time we'll still be husband and wife." Arga spoke after being able to control his heart.
"Why? You ask why me? You should have asked yourself. Why should you marry me who is not your responsibility? Even you already have a lover, who you really want to marry. You should be thanking me for submitting the divorce papers to the religious court. You don't have to bother. After we get divorced you're free to marry that woman" Marsha replies with a hiss.
These two adults forget that among them there is Alva. A smart kid who can easily understand something. Although he did not know what his parents were fussing about, he knew that his father and mother were fighting. Not liking the situation, the child cried loudly.
"Astaghfirullahal. Honey, forgive mom. Mother is not angry with you" Marsha said, hugging Alva's body and rubbing her head.
Arga could not say anything for now. He did not want to fight in front of his son. The man is afraid that it will cause new problems for Alva in his future.
Finally they went home to Bagas before the adhan Magrib reverberated. He sees Alva sleeping in Marsha's lap. Though the boy had just woken up during Ashar earlier, probably due to fatigue plus crying, so he quickly fell asleep.
"Here I bring Alva inside" said Arga.
Marsha did not argue because she was currently not strong enough to hold Alva and take her up to the second floor. Their return was welcomed by Indah and Bagas. Arga and Marsha only smiled faintly at them.
After a long time, Arga finally reenters Marsha's room. He laid Alva on the bed carefully.
"Thank you" Marsha replied after Arga had enveloped Alva's body.
"I did all this sincerely because he was my son" Arga said.
"More precisely the nephew," refuted Marsha and Arga staring resentfully at him.
"The Alva is sleeping, come on, let's discuss the future of our household!" Arga pulls gently on Marsha's body and walks to the balcony.
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Will there be a point of peace between Arga and Marsha? follow their story, yes!
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