Dating After Marriage
Chapter 73

Melati and Arnon get ready and go downstairs to go home.

As the two had reached the bottom, Melati saw that Assistant Pram had been waiting for them.

"Assistant Pram? what are you here for?" jasmine asked with a confused face.

Arnon clasped Melati's hand tightly.

"Darling, do you think I flicked my finger all the lights would just live like in a fairyland? all that thanks to the help of Om jin," explained Arnon to Melati.

"But .. pity your wife if until this night you haven't come home, she must be thinking of you" said Melati with a look of pity.

Arnon's laughter boomed in the middle of the flower bed that was blooming.

"Are you kidding me? she's still single, honey!" arnon's laughter was still heard hauntingly carried by the wind.

Assistant Pram's face seemed to smile clumsily hearing his two masters were debating his status which was still single.

Melati still can't believe what her husband said.

*"Is what Arnon said true? but I can't believe it, "the inner Melati who still wants to be sure of the truth.

"really? you single, Assistant Pram?" ask Melati.

"Yes, Miss!" Pram replied firmly.

Pram's answer was very telling for Melati. How not, a man whose job is well established still does not have a wife with an age that is about the same as her husband.

"You serious? don't mess around Assistant Pram! old age so you're still not married?" Melati is already frustrated to accept the reality because the closest person to her who is 30 years old is still not married. Not even 30 years old, including her husband and her personal assistant.

"Good, Miss! why don't you filter your words! are you aware that if my age and that of the young master are the same, you are also indirectly making fun of him" Pram thought.

"Darling, I'm almost 30 years old too! I'm old too, do you still want to be with me?" tanya Arnon pulled Melati's waist so that their distance was closer.

"I still want you because I love you even though you're old" Melati said.

"How long must I be a mosquito repellent here" the inner Pram who was made sultry by the behavior of his two young Masters and Miss.

At Hadi's house, all the families were at the dinner table for dinner.

"Dead yet to come home, Ma?" ask Hadi.

"Yet, Pa! why?" asked Anggi while devouring his food.

"It's okay, Ma! I was just thinking about the kid."

"Alright, Pa! Melati already has a husband, especially now she goes with her rich husband, so Papa does not need to worry" said Anggi.

"Yes, Ma! you're right."

"This Papa's exaggeration, already know Melati went with her husband but still anxious like that," thought Anggi who was a little dislike of her husband's attitude.

Arnon and Melati are already in the car heading home to Hadi's new home.

The two of them still hold hands. Melati looked towards the street lights that were shining beautifully along the way home.

"Do you remember the face, Mama?" ask Arnon to Melati who is still focused on seeing the street lights.

The girl looked towards her husband. "I don't remember my mom's face because I was 2 years old." Melati's face bowed while rubbing Arnon's hand that was holding her hand.

The man knew that his wife must be sad not to be able to remember the face of the mother who gave birth to him.

"I only know from the photos," continued Melati again.

Arnon pulled Melati in his arms.

"You don't have to be sad, honey! there's mommy who loves you too." Softly rubbing hair Jasmine.

"There will be no more crying in the future than happy crying because I will never let tears of sorrow fall from your eyes again." Arnon tightened his embrace on Melati.

"Are you hungry? we haven't eaten since noon" Arnon said.

"We eat at home, I'll cook for you" said Melati looking for the most comfortable position on the chest of the Arnon field.

"Alright, I miss your cooking too" chirped Arnon who was met with a smile by Melati.

After a long time the car's wheels rolled in the middle of the highway, finally Melati and Arnon arrived at Hadi's new home.

They both got out of the car and went into the house.

The waiter had already welcomed the two in front of the entrance.

Melati and Arnon were near the stairs leading to the top floor.

"You take a bath first, I'll cook in the kitchen" jinta Melati handed over the suit she wore to her husband.

"Alright, I'll go upstairs first." Melati kissed the old forehead and the girl closed her eyes enjoying the kiss from Arnon.

Arnon let go of his kisses walking towards the top floor, while Melati headed for the kitchen to cook dinner for her and Arnon.

"Just come home? it's very nice to be Miss Arnon, can go home anytime if you need not go home is also okay," said Anggi ketus.

Melati did not care about the babble of her stepmother who had become a daily meal of the girl when she was still not married to Arnon.

"No need to pretend no matter, you must have heard me? why are you still cooking at this hour? we have all eaten if waiting for you to come home can your papa starve to death," said Anggi again who makes patience Melati can not be held anymore.

"Enough, Ma! why did Mama say that? it's a prayer, so please keep talking to Mama."

"Yearday afternoon's son dared to lecture me apparently huh? remember that! before you married your rich husband you were just a restaurant waitress with nothing." Grinning with a mocking face.

"If it wasn't for the idea of your dead mother, you wouldn't have married a rich man like Arnon." Anggi again uttered his scathing words.

"Enough, Ma ... Enough!" Melati yelled at her stepmother because her anger this time was already on the verge of breaking down.

The girl could have slapped Anggi's mouth, but he still considered the woman as his parents so his intention was to break down.

"Newly in the mirror like this has been shouting, let alone my words more spicy than this?" Anggi breezed away with a sly smile.

Melati's body slid to the floor. The girl did not understand why Anggi hated her so much, but she never once hurt her stepmother.

"Mama .. I miss mama," muttered Melati tightly hugging her knees.

Without Melati noticing, there was a pair of eyes that witnessed the incident earlier.

The handsome man who loved her so much did not expect that Melati's life was so alarming before she married him.

That man is Arnon. He approached Melati who was still sitting hugging her knees on the floor.

"Darling! are you all right?" tanya Arnon touched both shoulders Melati gently.

The girl looked at Arnon and immediately hugged her husband.

Sobs of crying Melati again sounded in her husband's ears. "Darling! don't cry anymore, I don't want to see you like this" Arnon said, calming his wife, who was still crying.

"I thought Anggi's mom was nice to Melati, it turns out she's been tormenting my wife all along." Arnon's jaw hardened when he learned the bitter reality that Jasmine had been experiencing all this time.

"Once again he makes my woman cry, just look at what I'm going to do to her" Arnon said.

"You don't have to cook anymore, we just eat outside" Arnon's pinta still rubbed his long hair.

The girl looked at her husband. "But I want to cook for you? you just wait at the dinner table, I'll continue making the food." Melati stood up to continue cutting onions and her friends, but Arnon prevented the girl.

"Can I help you?" arnon asked with a smile.

Melati finally smiled back at Arnon's smile. "You can help me, you just cut this onion?"

Arnon thoughtlessly did what Melati told him, but not yet the onion was finished in pieces, arnon's eyes ached and the man touched his eyes with the hand he used to cut onions.

"My eyes are sore, my dear!"

Melati who was washing cabbage vegetables turned towards Arnon. The girl approached her husband who was busy rubbing his eyes.

"You why?" tanya Melati put away the hand of Arnon who was still loyal to be in both eyes.

"My eyes ached when I cut the onion," Arnon fought with Jasmine.

" You, have you never cut an onion before?" tanya Melati leads Arnon to the sink to wash her husband's hands.

"Don't cut, just hold a knife I never did" said Arnon with his eyes closed.

Melati could only smile at her husband's words. He helped wash Arnon's hands, then wiped them dry.

"You wash your eyes, after that the pain will disappear" Melati asked Arnon.

The man took the water and washed it over his face until the pain in his eyes disappeared.

Melati took some tissue from the bar table and cleaned Arnon's still-wet face.

Arnon's eyes slowly opened. The man felt no more pain in his eyes.

"Hows it? still sick or not?" ask Melati.

"Still sore, honey! can you help me see it?"

"All right! put a little bit of your body down" asked Melati and the man complied with his wife's request.

Melati opened a little eyelid Arnon and saw that something might enter her husband's eyes.When the girl was in focus, Arnon smiled opened a little one of his eyes and then kissed Melati's lips.

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"I don't think my eyes hurt anymore" said Arnon who straightened his body again.

Melati looked at Arnon sharply. "I know you must have been on purpose, right?"

"That's how." Arnon ran towards the dining table shouting, "I'll be waiting for you at the dinner table, honey!"

Melati could only smile at Arnon's childish behavior. The girl resumed her work.