Duku Mateng(Duda Strong Mapan And Ganteng)
Guilt

Arjuna continued to stare fixedly at the identification card of the woman he had smeared. Her hand rubbed gently, but she clasped him tightly.

"Elira Dianty?" Arjuna muttered that name many times, even a call from outside his room simply could not make him piqued.

"Arjun? Honey, have dinner first, son!" tiara's Mama's voice made the man rub his face rough.

Arjuna again put the identification card into the sling bag, and put it under the pillow.

"Yes Ma!" sahut Arjuna

Lazily the man came out of his room, he did not want to make the mother worry. But it felt like he was lazy to come face to face with a damn woman who had made him make a big mistake on an innocent woman.

"Hi Arjun!" Anjeli smiled sweetly at Arjuna who had just come down, the sweet smile displayed by Anjeli made Arjuna want to splash boiling water on Anjeli's face. If only there was a chance, Arjuna might try it.

"Why is he here?" Arjuna did not respond to Anjeli who kept smiling at him, he was too sick to face this female demon.

"Your engagement will be held next week, so from now on Anjeli will stay with us here, dear." Tiara stroked the back of her only son as Arjuna stared dislikefully at his future son-in-law.

"Whatever! you guys always decide things without Arjun's approval!" Arjuna lazily devoured his dinner, his throat felt choked when he remembered the woman he had stained. His soft crying continued to ring in his brain, even Arjuna almost choked because his mind was not calm.

'Elira?' he murmured in the heart

Arjuna stared blankly ahead, and it did not escape Anjeli who was silently staring at him.

'I wonder how Arjun finished it? the medicine I gave was too strong, I'm sure Arjun won't be strong enough to hold it back. Does he play with ja*lang? or even..., no no! I won't let any woman come and confess to me that she's got Arjunaku's flesh!' Anjeli continued to monologue himself in his heart, his two neutrals did not escape the slightest movement of the lips of his future fiancee.

'Shit! I was jealous when I imagined Arjuna making love to another woman! just watch out for you!' yell Anjeli's heart

"Can you be full by looking at it like that?" arjuna's voice made Anjeli come to his senses, the beautiful woman blinked her eyes many times as Arjuna looked at him in wonder.

"Ah yes, you are too dazzling to miss Arjun." Anjeli smiled clumsily at her, and it made Arjuna grieve in his heart.

'If only that sweet smile was Berliana or the woman named Elira, maybe I would fall for it.' Arjuna scratched his head in frustration when he remembered the woman again. He could even compare Berliana to that woman.

Nah!

"You okay, Arjun?" Rohid spoke up as he looked at his grandson's immortality. Actually, since Rohid had seen Arjuna gelagat, but the 65-year-old man was still silent.

"Em yeah, I'm good cake. Maybe because my office work is still stacked so I need a little break. Then excuse me to go to the room first Ma Pa's cake!" Arjuna pushed slowly on the chair he was sitting in back. The man immediately left his family members who were still frowning looking at Arjuna's attitude.

"What's wrong with my granddaughter? are you over-forsering him for Ray's work?" Now Rohid looked in full search at his second son.

"Nobody is against Arjun Dad, maybe Arjun is tired, let it go." Rayhan said casually, and it was responded to by a nod by Rohid.

"Let her rest for a few days, I don't want my granddaughter to be sick at her engagement party with Anjeli!" rohid

"Yes dad!" Rayhan according to what his father said.

"Em Uncle, Aunt, Grandpa, I want to see Arjun's situation first." Anjeli wiped his mouth using tissue, after saying goodbye the woman immediately left her new family members.

Anjeli stepped confidently as he climbed one by one the stairs that led to his room and Arjuna's room.

When he arrived at Arjuna's door, Anjeli did not hesitate to knock on the door. His smile expanded when he heard the sound of a door handle being turned by someone from inside.

The cleek!

"Arjun, I'm ma...,"

Grep's!

ANJELIC

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