Destiny Gintani
Not Him!

"Eat!" Argha offered a tray containing food.

Gintani received the tray and placed it on his lap. Slowly, he began to scoop up his food.

Argha smiled, he wiped the remaining tears on Gintani's cheeks. "I'll go to the bathroom first!" abugn.

After Argha died, Gintani took the tray out. He continued eating at the dinner table.

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The residence of Tuan Jaya.

Jessica looks careless when she finds out Gintani left home and has not returned. It was late at night, but he hadn't arrived yet. Where exactly is he? Did I ask Aunt Ros?

Jessica straightened her hair. She then exits her room to look for Miss Rosmah.

In the family room, Jessica saw Nadhifa who was busy watching Korean dramas. He approached Nadhifa.

"Why, Fa?" ask Jessica

"According to you?" answer Nadhifa ketus.

To be honest, Nadhifa still feels upset about the existence of Jessica in her home. Because of him, his brother took Gintani away from his house. Though just a few days ago, Nadhifa's life was much more colorful due to the presence of her brother-in-law.

"Lo why the hell, Fa? I hate it so much as me?"

"Sound... Ge er!"

"Fa, can we be friends?"

"Sorry, Dhifa's friends are many. Besides, the Fa doesn't need people who like to disturb people's households."

"What do you mean?"

"So, don't bother anymore. You're here to disturb Gintani's brother with Argha, right? Huh, good thing, brother Argha gercep. If not, it could be destroyed because of brother."

"Dhifa, you don't slander the cave!"

"Defamation?? Hay, hello.. Lo self-conscious dong! The cave is not slander! I'm telling the truth. Don't think I don't know what's behind us. What do you mean ugly Gintani in front of mamah, huh!"

"Fa, cave talking potluck. That night, the cave never found Gintani in a state of fainting. As long as you know, the cave maid, she found blood spots around Gintani's groin as she changed Gintani's clothes. And the cave grieves, Gintani's not a good person, Fa!"

"ENOUGH!!"

Suddenly, a loud scream came from behind them.

"Of... "

"Listen Jessica, if you still want to stay here, don't ever interfere in our family affairs. If not, you know where this door is!"

"Ma.. sorry om!"

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Argha Apartment.

"You haven't changed your clothes yet?" argha asked when he saw his wife still wearing her robe.

"A.. I'm afraid I'll have to keep on wearing that nightgown, sir!"

"Why? At the hotel, it seems normal."

"Yes, time at the hotel was forced, sir. After all, we stayed there for only a few days. If it were now, I would have spent quite a long time here. Cook I have to wear clothes like that keep going!" said Gintani while pursing his lips.

Argha was getting anxious to see his wife's behavior. He kept the book he was reading. "Be prepared!" argha's orders.

"I mean Sir?"

"We will shop all your needs and also the needs of the house. From now on, I trust you with this apartment. I want you to take good care of it. Can, right?"

Embarrassedly, Gintani nodded in response to her husband's orders. Even though it was only for one more year, she was already quite happy to be given such great trust by her husband. Isn't this a task that would give him a multiplied reward??

Argha immediately changed his pajamas with clothes that were appropriate enough to come out. He snatched the keys to his car that were on the television table.

"Are you ready, Swety?" his yell.

Gintani immediately ran outside the room when she heard her husband screaming.

Argha smiled to see his wife's beautiful face in a dusty pashmina. "Come, Swety!"

"Wait a minute.. Mister?" gintani said, slowly.

"Why?" argha asked, stopping his steps.

"A... I'd like to talk to you for a second, would you?"

"Hmm.. speak!"

Please don't call me Swety! I'm not comfortable hearing that."

"Why?"

"Eitherway. But do you know if it's a name for baby diapers? I feel so weird when Mister calls me Swety, why don't you call me mommy koko?" said Gintani increasingly reddened his thin lips.

"But I don't like it!" gintani.

"Well, I won't call you that again! But I also have one request for you, may?"

"Origin don't mess around."

"No fuckin' shit, man! Just one thing, he. he. he. he." kekeh Argha.

"Twetiso...." Gintani again scowled at her husband's naughtiness.

"Yes, baby, yeah.... Look, from now on, don't call me sir! I don't want anyone to think badly of us. Understood it?

"Then what should I call you?"

"Yes whatever! Look for a proper nickname for my handsome face, my athletic body and my brilliant brain."

"Hmm.., narcissist! All right, I'll just call your name, do you agree?"

"Ish, can't you find a better name? Is not in that religion, makruh yes, if you call the husband by his name."

Gintani was silent, she seemed to think of a suitable name for her husband.

"I'll call you Adi!" gintani answered with joy.

Degs... Degs... Degs....

Ke... why does he speak like that.

"Sir Adi?"

"Yes .. is not the name of the Master Argha the Son of Adisastra. You don't want me to call you Argha. So I want to give you another name, and only I can use it, which is Kak Adi. Short name of Adisastra. How, do you agree?"

Argha looked flabbergasted. For a moment the shadow of his past came back dancing in his memory. Na, I miss you. I miss you so much.

"Sir...! Mister...! Hii... Mr...!" reprimanding Gintani while waving her hands in front of her husband's face.

"Ma... sorry...! Can you not call me that?" argha pinta.

"Oh, can't ya...?" Gintani smiled bitterly. "Yes, I will call you Mas Argha only" replied Gintani. Somehow his heart ached when Argha did not approve of the nickname. Never mind, forget Gin! After all, what do you expect of him...? inner Gintani.

"Mas, can we go now?" asked Gintani, not wanting to dissolve in her sadness.

"Ah yes.., of course."

Twenty minutes of silence went by each other. As a wife who was never expected, Gintani's feelings were indeed very sensitive. Realizing the husband's rejection, Gintani realized that she did not have the right to vote.

Although Argha. His mind grew increasingly confused, as there were some acts of his wife's horn that accidentally reminded him of his little Na. Na always bites her fingertips if she feels restless, several times Argha has seen Gintani do that. Na loves white doves, and Gintani is the same. And now, out of the blue, his wife proposes Adi's name for him. And Na, only Na knows my name Adi. Who is he, who is Gintani? Can't she Na?

Argha immediately parked his car as soon as he arrived at one of the city's largest shopping malls. After that he took Gintani to a subscription boutique.

"Good night, Mister!" greet the boutique waiter.

"Night!" answer Argha.

"Can I help you, sir?"

"My wife is looking for some clothes. Please show me the latest design here!"

"good. What kind of model do you want, miss?"

"Mm .. is simple. Like I wear." replied Gintani.

"Alright, come with me, miss."

Gintani followed the waiter.

Argha walked up to the suits hanging neatly in the hanger of formal attire. Finished with his choice, Argha again stepped foot to meet Gintani. But while passing through a collection of party dresses, her net was locked on one of the dresses she thought fit her wife.

Glamorous brown party dress that has a brocade accent on her right shoulder. Making simple clothes that seem luxurious.

"Please dress it up in the wrap!" pinta Argha to one of the boutique waiters handed him the suit in his hand. While waiting for the goods wrapped neatly, Argha again stepped foot to where Gintani chose clothes.

"Ha.... Ha.... Ha.... "

Sayup-sayup, Argha heard a voice that was always ringing in his ears. Laughter that he missed for almost 17 years. Argha looked at his laughing wife while covering his mouth with both hands.

Who's he...? Who is...??

Argha hastened his pace. He immediately snatched Gintani's right hand and began to examine it with an unbecoming feeling

Nah! Not him! He's not Na! He had no birthmark on his arm. Inner Argha.

"Ma... mas.., why are you?"

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