Hugging Longs
MR Bab's. 21

Hugging Longs

Chapters. 21

“Ehem, ahem.” Arga cleared her throat for a while, still in a position to hug Sara.

“Sara, I'm Arga. Not Danny,”the connection. Makes Sara stunned. Then he quickly realized his wish.

Taking off her arms quickly, Sara was misbehaved. Even the shame is incredible. I don't know why he even hugged Arga, but in his view there is Danny. The man she missed so much.

“Sorry.” Sara misbehaved, while wiping the remaining water of her tears. He was confused to say and do what now. He subconsciously mentioned Danny's name. Though only last night he had told all about his past to Arga. Including his past with Danny.

“Sorry, Sara. I don't think you guys love each other. But from what I saw earlier, it looks like you ..”

“Not, not like that. Me ..” Sara interrupted Arga's speech. But then he was confused as to what to say.

“Is this the reason why you haven't answered my question?” Frankly, Arga was still waiting for Sara's answer to her question yesterday afternoon in the studio. But until now, Sara has not given the answer.

“No, not like that. I just don't feel worthy to be with you. I am far from perfect. There are a lot of girls out there who are better than me. Me, I'm just_”

“You doubt me? You don't trust me?” sela Arga's. Putting on a serious face he tried to convince Sara if she didn't mess around.

“Bu-not like that. Me...” Sara was confused as to what to say so as not to offend Arga.

“What kind of thing?” Staring at the clear eyes of Sara there are still doubts there, Arga actually tried to convince Sara about her feelings. To be honest, he still doubts. But her impulse was so strong, wanting to get to know Sara even closer.

As Sara said, she is not a perfect woman, still has many shortcomings. But for some reason in the eyes of Arga, Sara actually looks different. Sara has her own charm behind her attitude and simplicity.

“Sara, sorry. You said you didn't love each other. You married because you were betrothed. But, wouldn't people who don't love each other not miss each other?”

Sara was silent. He was at a loss for words. She was ashamed and unkind to Arga.

“Sorry that I offended you. Forget about this. Oh yeah, I have an impromptu class this afternoon. There are some socialite mothers who want to learn to cook directly with me. Do you want to come?” tanya Arga shifted the topic, in order to unravel the awkward created. Although he secretly felt jealous, but he tried to be wise. Sara is a free woman, not her right to forbid Sara to think of another man. Maybe he should be one step ahead to win Sara's heart.

“But it won't be long, will it? It's late afternoon I have an appointment.”

“With Danny?” Though he had tried to be wise, thought sane and had put aside his jealousy. But somehow he was eager to know Sarah's true feelings.

“Not. The Bi Minah. Aunt who works at Danny.”'s house

Arga nodded. Not many more questions that might make Sara feel uncomfortable later.

“The hope is ready?” Suddenly Oma Widya came and shook the two.

“Su-already, Oma. It's done. I'll be ready soon.” Wrong behavior, Sara looks more like a person who was caught alone in the kitchen. Though Oma Widya was actually happy to see them together like that. Drought is no problem either. Because the bride and groom often have to spend time together so that the relationship feels warmer.

“Oma wait yes? Arga, help Sara. Darmi already told Oma to clean room Oma.” Smiling knotily, Oma Widya then walked towards the dining table. Waiting for Sara and Arga to serve breakfast.

How happy Oma Widya to see the togetherness of Arga and Sara. They both look very compatible. He's looking forward to seeing Arga and Sara at the wedding.

....

Seduced by high pay and has already received it, Raka, a friend and manager who oversees Arga must make an impromptu schedule of cooking classes for socialite mothers. Housed in one of the Lucky Star studios, an impromptu cooking class was held.

With Sara's affectionate hand, Arga stepped confidently into the hall. Many camera highlights actually make Sara uncomfortable also embarrassed. Already a few times every time he was with Arga, the media crew would come to shroud, asking for an interview, but until this moment he was still not accustomed.

“Chef Arga finally came too.” A brown-haired socialite mother called out as soon as Arga entered the studio. He was ready with his cell phone camera, immediately rushed to Arga and Sara.

“Ow, Chef, I thought it wouldn't come. Though I have paid a lot of money to join this class,” he said excited.

Arga smiled, still holding Sara.

“There may I disappoint all mothers. I really appreciate the invitation to this class. For that I thank you as much as I have entrusted me as a tutor of these beautiful mothers.” Arga praised, deliberately for the sake of appreciating the middle-aged women who have been willing to spend a lot for this impromptu class. And from all the reasons, he knew for sure, the mothers just wanted to meet him in person.

Uh! This is the fate of the handsome and famous.

Soaking up a shirt collar, combing hair with fingers, Arga's narcissist relapses at the right time.

“This is his future wife huh Chef?” ask the woman named Wulan.

Arga widened his smile. “Accurate once. Meet my future wife, Sara.”

Sara smiled her smile, bowing a little as a sign of respect.

“Beauty yes, polite again. If so, let's take a picture first, Chef. Want me to display on my instagram homepage.”

“Bby, can.”

That's how Arga works. Always close to the camera. And apparently Sara has to get used to it. Though he has not given an answer to Arga's question, but he also seemed to be unable to refute every word Arga. Her mouth was silent every time Arga introduced herself as a future wife.

Among the socialite mothers who are now storming Arga and Sara asked for the photo together, there is a mother who refused to approach. She is Mayang, Sara's former in-law. As well as the woman who has given him life since childhood.

Mayang looked surprised, in disbelief, maybe even disliked when he recognized the figure of Sara. Which now appears different, fascinating, stunning every view even in simplicity.

Realizing that one of the mothers had not come near, Sara turned her head. And in an instant Sara was glued. Throwing one another with Mayang in silence.

....

“Why didn't you take a photo with Bu Mayang?” Wulan asked as they sat in the cafe after a cooking class attended by no more than five socialite mothers, including Mayang.

“I'm just lazy Ms. Wulan,” said Mayang with a facial water that began to change. What used to be so cold now looks bleak. It was as if there was a nervousness that was plaguing him.

Wulan closely watched the change.

“Not Bu Mayang enthusiastic before chef Arga came? How come the chef Arga came, Bu Mayang even look ogah-ogahan?”

“It's okay Miss Mayang. Suddenly I feel bad.” Mana Mayang also admitted if Sara is his ex-daughter-in-law. The son-in-law he forced divorced from the son, then drove him from the house mercilessly. He was just shocked and unexpected that Sara would have a better life. Even have a future husband like Arga. Who come from among the wealthy also berparas handsome. But the question is, does Danny know all this?

“What does Bu Mayang know with his future wife chef Arga?”

Mayang was wrong. ”Oh, ti-no Bu Wulan. I don't know. Oh yeah, why are we talking about them. Why don't we just talk about Danny and Tania, Miss Wulan?”

Wulan nodded. “Yes, until now I am still waiting for good faith from Danny. Whether Danny is really serious or not with my son.” If asked, actually Wulan was disappointed with Danny. Because until this moment did not show his seriousness towards Tania.

“If Danny isn't serious about my son, let me match my son to Daren, the son of a minister. Obviously he's better than Danny.”

“Don't dong Bu Wulan. I'll talk to Danny.”

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