I Have Two Husband'S

I Have Two Husband'S
5. Heart Attack


“What do you think?”


Arin nodded for a moment. In an instant Aska had already managed to move him home as if they were teleporting. But Arin is not sure there is magic in this world except in a Harry Potter film.


“You're seriously firing me?” Arin sizzles as Aska is busy opening her suit.


Aska did not answer Arin's question until he managed to open his suit and put his suit on the sofa that was in their room.


“You want it.”


Arin's chest of kembis held back his frustration. Of course he didn't mean to actually stop working, when he said that Arin was just confused what to say.


“Dating in the office is not allowed and it pisses me off. You are not an employee there. We can be free to date anywhere even in the office.”


“Where do you want to go? Why change clothes?” asked Arin nervously when he saw Aska take off his white shirt did not rule out the possibility he would also take off his pants right.


“Who said I was going to change clothes and who said I wanted to go? I want to continue that earlier,” Aska whispered in the last sentence and dropped her lips behind Arin's ears.


“You better keep wearing your pants before giving me a lot of severance.”


Those words sounded like a threat, Although they had no effect on Aska but still she was flabbergasted and a smile rose on her handsome face. Arin slightly shuddered as she caught a glimpse of Aska's smile.


“Gosh, why can you be so handsome.”


Arin groaned so much that his hunting breath began to slowly order. He tried to keep Aska's hand away from her body, his eyes looking at Aska with annoyance.


Aska laughed out loud at Arin's annoyed expression which instead made her look cute and cute.


“You really fired me like you said earlier?”


Aska stared at Arin's old face until she finally stroked Arin's hair mane.


“The next two days I will go to Singapore on business. I'd like to take you as my wife not as my deputy secretary.”


“Singapore!” Arin flabbergasted.


“Ya, you come with me?”


“I..”


“Do not say you will refuse to go to Singapore. For whatever reason you won't make it to keep you from going with me.”


Aska's views really make Arin want to disappear instantly, a very judgmental, authoritarian and dictatorial view.


Arin did not want to go to Singapore because he was thinking about Digtya. He could not leave Digtya because if he went with Aska. What reason should he make. Arin's brain is completely dead-end.


Arin's brain went into a second shock. As the man acted again, his hand groped Arin from the ankle to the knee and lifted the two legs up high. In an instant he was already on Aska's lap successfully.


“You are thinking of what reason to refuse?”


Aska's free hand unbuttoned Arin's shirt one by one so Aska could see what he wanted to see. Arin's breathing grew increasingly disordered and his chest rose and fell in a chaotic rhythm.


“No! I don't think of any reason.”


“Then say, you will come with me to Singapore!”


Arin has not answered and at that time Aska also started the action. Arin felt Aska smear her neck leaving a wet and damp mark.


“Arin says that you will come!” Aska whispers. “This last offer.”


Arin nodded slowly and Aska smiled triumphantly.


.........


Arin grunts and tries to finish off the pieces of cake in front of him in large numbers because it turns out Aska seriously fired him from the office and he forced him to go to Singapore.


Speaking with Aska, the man was currently back in his office because of a sudden sudden affair. The man will also be home late at night.


So this afternoon, Arin will be spending time at Digtya's house and with Digtya of course.


Arin stuffed his mouth with a mouthful of cake. “Cake made by Digtya is really delicious. I suspected he was a chef.”


A knock makes Arin have to stop his activities. The girl quickly opened the door.


“Digtya, have you gone home?”


“Ya,” Digtya replied with a smile that was too sweet. A moment later the man's hand stretched out wiping the corner of Arin's lips.


“Ah, I just ate a cake in the refrigerator. Sorry.”


“Why should I apologize, it is indeed for you.”


“You must be hungry, what if I cook you something.”


“That sounds good.”


“Come in, change clothes.”


Arin is currently in the kitchen. He wanted to cook for Digtya. Arin has never cooked food for Digtya.


Arin was very excited but it seemed like his spirit immediately dropped drastically when he saw in the refrigerator there were no ingredients that could be cooked.


“What should I do?”


“What's up?” Ask Digtya astonished. Both of his brows were furrowed as he looked at Arin.


Arin immediately looked up when he found Digtya was now in front of him. Digtya looks fresher than ever.


“I want to cook but no groceries.”


“Then we will buy groceries together,” said Digtya while looking at Arin who was glued there.


A smile rose on Arin's face. The girl nodded immediately.


Arin and Digtya are currently at the Supermarket. They walked together like a couple. Arin took one by one the items specified by the grocery list.


When the goods are on the top shelf, Arin will ask Digtya to take them. They really spent a lot of time traveling around.


“Everything?”


Arin looked at the list and went back.


“There is one less.”


“What?”


“Es cream.”


“Vanilla and brown taste.”


“True once.”


After everything is gathered, Arin and Digtya go to the cashier. Digtya pushed a trolley that was already very maximal. Today, Arin doesn't sweat much because he doesn't have to push a full, heavy Trolley.


Arin helps her get the groceries out of the trolley.


Grocery items are very much and everything must be lifted back into the trolley to make it easier to carry in the car.


After paying for everything, Arin and Digtya return home. As soon as he got home, Arin petrified Digtya lifting those very many items into the kitchen.


“Rest,” says Digtya.


“No, I'll help you. Anyway, after this I'll cook food for us.”


Arin sorted out the materials he was going to use. While Digtya watched Arin with a smile.


“Who would cook? Can I help you?”


“Not necessary. You rest just.”


Digtya didn't just give up. “Let me help anything! Slicing tomatoes, leeks, washing dishes.”


Arin let Digtya cut the chives diagonally.


Arin who was struggling with his activities had to stop when he heard a small sobbing from the side.


“You're crying?”


“Sad, dear.”