I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
Are you disappointed, huh?

100 Part, really struggle huft. Don't forget to follow, like, comment, vote, give gifts or whatever. Let me get excited about the end. Happy reading~

Anjani leaves the auditorium happily with Arkan. The reason turns out it is not just the introduction of donors or the scholarship submission event. But it turned out to be a seminar about success at a young age.

Anjani is introduced as a wife and Arkan introduces himself in front of many people with the best versions and angles, from the start of achievements, traits and more. Arkan even said that Anjani was his motivation all along..

Who doesn't smile hears that. Of course, Anjani was also given various questions about how to manage the household as well as school. Anyway exciting! Even more astonishing because this was broadcast on various television broadcasts. So everyone knows now that Anjani is the wife of a young CEO named Arkan Giovano Altair.

But actually that's not what makes Anjani happy. But she is proud of her husband, whereas out there there may be many who underestimate her for being CEO because of parental support and everything goes because of her father's good name.

But there he proved that all this time he tried hard to be at this point now. He also has quite a background in performance. Not to mention the race or the charter. That's what makes Anjani happy.

"I'm proud of you, Mas" said Anjani.

"Proud of what, honey?" Ask Arkan while looking at his wife without stopping their steps.

"Yes proud, you have proof that you are self-reliant. Stand on your own feet. I am proud of you because you are great without Papa Abdi's help. I'm cool from earlier because of that," said Anjani.

"I don't want to prove it, but because asked yes I answered," replied Arkan who was never willing to elevate himself. He is humble to his people.

"But it's great, thank you that you know me into the world from the best angle, when the wealth I have not been that good to be your wife" said Anjani.

"You're good, honey. So thank yourself. Not the same me. You're great, smart because that's you. Not because you're my wife."

Hearing that Anjani so high, I don't know why Arkan always makes Anjani feel equal. He never thought Anjani was weak, it was okay or anything like that. He always felt that Anjani was great. He feels appreciated.

Anjani still continued to smile towards Arkan, subconsciously hitting the glass door that was in front of him.

"Gd ... " Ackan held back his laughter. How Anjani fell into such a big glass.

While Anjani grimaced because he felt his forehead hit by the glass quite hard. "Aawwwhhh, who the hell is naro glass here."

"The boy was there, Anjani. You who do not see the road, so do not focus on seeing my good looks, I already know myself that I am handsome."

Anjani rubbed her forehead while advancing her lips. His wife is in pain but Arkan laughs at her. Just praised, this man is already annoying again according to Anjani.

Arkan pulled Anjani's arm and relied on the girl slowly. Arkan gently rubbed Anjani's forehead and kissed her for a moment. "I've been treating. It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"

Anjani smelled her smile, but her cheeks were red when it turned out that many students were looking at her now. "YAKKK MASS ARKAN!"

After shouting as soon as Anjani ran out of the building, she was really embarrassed to be the center of attention so. Why Arkan always does that. He's going to be the wrong way, embarrassed, stubborn. Anyway, it's mixed up!

Arkan, who saw his wife running, laughed. There is only Anjani. Earlier asked to be noticed, had been given attention he even ran away in a storm. For Arkan is the most patient man Anjani has ever had.

After finishing with the business at the Anjani campus, Arkan is still working. So he decides to take Anjani to his office. Anjani has not played there for a long time.

"I haven't been to your office in a long time, are you ashamed to take me to your office?" Accuse Anjani.

"It's not so, honey. Weren't you busy with this and that a few months ago?" Ask Arkan.

Anjani nodded her head. Right too. "But time is not invited. You must be ashamed, right? I'm not."

"Shame on what?" Ask Arkan while pulling Anjani's cheek. There's-there's just a loh.

"Shy because I like gosipin you are the same as your employees," said Anjani.

Arkan chuckled, for one it was no wonder anyway. Anjani always tells about himself to his office employees. But the right reason is Anjani if to the office Arkan always looking for his favorite idol.

"Is there an Ardito?" Anjani asked her husband. Have just been explained above. Anjani asked about Ardito. Yes indeed the throne of the idol of Anjani is still occupied by Ardito, it seems only Ardito the man he can not get rid of.

Bagas managed to retreat, Saka too, not to mention the one chasing after Anjani. But that one is still Anjani looking for. In front of her husband again.

"Ardito is absent, there is Arkan," Arkan replies casually, making Anjani frown.

"It's not Ar you, but Ardito!"

"Nothing, dear. He's having a concert in Semarang, isn't he? You don't know her schedule?" Ask Arkan who has given up on discussing his idol Anjani.

Anjani glanced at her phone and yes it was true that Arkan said. Anjani wants to sing with her idol again. It's gonna be so much fun.

"You are the same as me. It's enough to meet your vitamin needs."

"meaning?"

"Say, if women see a handsome man, the dopamine will increase, vitamin enhancer in the body and make young. So I'm happy to show my face to my little wife."

Anjani sighed, really if there is a most confident human on earth, Anjani will crown Arkan as the winner. Don't get me wrong, Arkan is narcissistic.

Whether narcissistic or not to lose with people who approach Anjani. Anyway he's narcissistic once in Anjani's eyes.

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"Yes, why baby?" Ask Arkan.

Anjani covered her nose and immediately ran to the toilet to spit out her entrails. This really disturbs the sense of smell.

Arkan who saw that panicked and immediately followed Anjani into the toilet. Anjani continued to vomit without pause. There might be 30 minutes there. Arkan faithfully massaged Anjani's nape, or occasionally rubbed his wife's back.

"Darling, you're not cape?" Ask Arkan.

"Let's change it first or don't use it, I can't go there if I still use that one."

Arkan sighed, he nodded slowly and asked the OB to dispose of the fragrance of the room they had placed there.

After that they also help clean the air with tools so that there is no more smell in the room. It was only after being removed that Anjani could sit quietly in Arkan's room. He was finally able to breathe.

Anjani sat on the sofa and leaned her back there. Arkan who saw his wife's pale face with the initiative took water and helped Anjani to drink it for fear of dehydration after spewing out his entrails.

"Want to see a doctor?" Ask Arkan who is starting to worry.

"That's normal nausea. Is it because I haven't eaten yet?"

"Ck you, why haven't you eaten yet?" Ask Arkan who now asks the staff to bring food to this room.

"The person was clear, suddenly there was your seminar. Where can I eat first, Mom. There should be waiting for the show to finish, where I am in front where maybe I immediately run to the cafeteria for food," said Anjani.

"Yasudah, don't nag so much. Rest in my private room huh after this?" Bargain Arkan.

Anjani shook her head instead standing up and pulled Arkan to sit on the sofa, after which she climbed into Arkan's lap and rested her head on her husband's chest field. "You're fine."

"I have to work, baby," Arkan said, hugging Anjani and gently rubbing his wife's back.

"Later to work will be rich gini first," he asked spoiled.

Arkan sighed, and inexplicably Anjani had become even more spoiled lately. It even works many times more than usual. But as a good husband Arkan nodded and followed his wife's will. After all, if not himself who else would spoil his wife, of course he would not allow anyone to do that.

Not long after some food that Arkan messages came. Especially if it's not junk food. Indeed what else Anjani likes when being outside like this.

But when Anjani stared at the food Anjani instead hid her face in Arkan's chest and shook her head. He even looked at her with no interest. "No, I don't like the smell. Not good."

Even Arkan was more confused by his wife's behavior. Anjani rejects junkfood as impossible, even when a lot of food choices, she will definitely run into that food.

Arkan grasped both of his wife's wrists and kept the body away from Anjani. He began to suspect. Can he hope now? "Darling, are you pregnant?"

Anjani scrunched her forehead. "Well, what do you think?"

"Typically pregnant women are so," Arkan said.

"Engga, my man today again pms. Pms the first day, if pms is not possible to get pregnant," explained Anjani."

Hearing that somehow saw a change in Arkan's face that made Anjani cringed. Arkan was smiling when he asked about pregnancy.

"Mas why?" Ask Anjani.

"It's okay, honey." If I can be honest, Arkan had hoped that Anjani was pregnant. But apparently not, maybe it's not time they had a child.

But seeing the change in Arkan's face makes Anjani think, Arkan must be very anxious if she is pregnant. Recalling several times Arkan expects a fetus to grow in his womb. But she is not pregnant yet, but they also do it often. He started overthinking. "Please you're disappointed because I haven't given you a son?"

"No, Honey. Why talk like that?" Ask Arkan. Not because of anything, Anjani's eyes are now glazed and that makes Arkan can not bear to see it.

"I'm sorry I haven't been able to manifest Mas's wishes,* Anjani cupped Arkan's cheeks and rubbed his cheeks gently.

A single tear fell from his eye patch made Arkan sizzle quietly because he did not like to see his wife crying. "Gosh I don't care for that, honey why are you crying? I don't like to see you cry like this." Arkan sighed then wiped Anjani's tears with his palm.

"I'm afraid you're leaving me."

"I'm not leaving you."

"If I'm not pregnant too and I can't get pregnant how?" Ask Anjani.

Arkan sighed. For Arkan to have a child was his biggest dream. But if Anjani can't give it, is it worth it to be an excuse to leave Anjani? "will not. Don't talk like that, we try first. If it can't, it might be the way it is."

Arkan grabbed Anjani's hand and kissed Anjani's back so gently. "Listen to me, I love you with less and more of you. We've only been trying for a few months, so don't give up on the situation and during the process there might be a lot of disappointment, but that doesn't mean you think I'm going to leave you, honey."

"I'm married only once in a lifetime and I'll spend my time with the same person until our respective destiny line" Arkan continued.

"But I don't think I'm the perfect wife for you. You must be disappointed. I don't want to disappoint you."

"Darling, have you? Don't think any further. You know enough that I love you. That's it already. Don't think about it." Arkan brings Anjani back to his best. It's her first day of menstruation, obviously she's sensitive. So here Arkan must understand that Anjani needs to be pacified so as not to further aggravate his overthinking.

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