I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
You're the winner, okay?

Anjani realized that his life now is no longer about Bagas. It would be strange if his mind every day was Bagas. Anjani continued to wake up from earlier. Yes, he is married and he should focus on Arkan alone. That's why Anjani does not want to discuss or rebuke about the problem of mading, which is clear he is not guilty, his relationship with Bagas is already finished and everything that people say is not important, he said, bagas Included.

Anjani steps her foot inside the supermarket, she searches for some ingredients. While filling his free time, Anjani saw many videos about cooking. Maybe Anjani did not understand at the beginning but from now on he will learn many things anyway.

Although he knew for sure it would not be quickly accepted by Arkan but at least he started and did not stay in the comfort zone. Yes Arkan doesn't demand much from her, but here she has to be a lot self-conscious to give good feedback also in her marriage relationship with Arkan.

After you finish paying Anjani check the message notification. It was from Arkan. He forgets that Arkan has warned they will go home together, but Anjani instead stops by the supermarket. Actually the refrigerator also seems complete, but Anjani anticipation course deh, lazy if later not there and must come out.

Iceman ⁇ ️: Where are you?

Iceman ⁇ ️: I'm in front of the stop

Iceman ⁇ ️: Anjani

Iceman ⁇ ️: Gosh don't worry me

Clarissa Anjani ^^^: I'm at the supermarket at the school intersection. Snack again.^^^

Iceman ⁇ ️: Bad boy

Iceman ⁇ ️: Wait for me there!

^^^Clarissa Anjani : 😲😥😱^^^

Iceman ⁇ ️ : Ck!

After being satisfied with being stuck Arkan Anjani re-entered his phone and then chuckled. Somehow she felt like she had a brother, but Arkan was her husband. But fun can also be colonized. It feels there is indeed less if a day alone does not make Arkan upset. His name is also Anjani.

Not long after a black SUV car stopped in front of the supermarket, after it was safe then he climbed there. Arkan looked at Anjani sharply. "I told you you were coming home with me. What if you're missing?!"

Anjani who was installing his seatbelt immediately turned to Arkan. "I'm not so small, I can take care of myself. Besides, no one wants to kidnap and go bankrupt because I'm a lot of junk."

"But you can be sold on om-om! Your face is peppered to sell and get paid handsomely, you want?"

Anjani shuddered in horror, right too. But ah come on, he's not missing this. Lagian Arkan too far to think, even though the distance from the school to here is also not too far away. You possessive om-om! Arkan sighed, he drew closer to Anjani and peeked at the top of his head, thank goodness he was okay. After that Arkan also drove his car, back in quiet mode while rubbing the back of Anjani's hand.

Anjani likes it like this, not because her hands are rubbed. But it's nice to see a man driving with one hand, like there's his own charismatic, especially now that Arkan has taken off the suit leaving his white shirt with a loosened tie and he's rolling his shirt sleeves. All it looks like is a stocky hand and a branded watch. Ahh shit, Anjani feels like in a Korean drama.

"Where are you from, Mom? Why isn't there at school?" Anjani asked who was wondering why Arkan was not in school.

"I suddenly had to go to the branch office, there was an artist who was exposed to a scandal. So it must be dealt with immediately so as not to lose."

"Wahhh what a scandal, whispers of trials," said Anjani.

Anjani advances her lips while rubbing her forehead that is exposed to Arkan's naughty fingers, indeed why the hell if you invite her own husband berghibah? He said that he had a man who could be invited ghibah, but yes Arkan did not seem like a man like that. He's a guy who prefers romanticism like him?

"Ishhh, but yes, you are not in school. Where not to say again, I will be asked the same friends. Yes I said no idea, very nice."

"Yes?"

"It's not! You ah!" Anjani folded her arms around her chest, indeed liking Arkan to tease her. But actually not miss, there was something lacking just now when Arkan did not teach.

Anjani is also a little worried because Arkan was already wearing his school uniform. I am afraid that something undesirable happens on the road. That's what Anjani had in mind. Arkan could not be contacted.

"Oh so my wife is sulking apparently. I'm sorry, I was going to school but suddenly, honey. I'm sorry, huh? Don't be so mad."

Anjani smears her smile, but it cannot be seen. Anyway he should remain ordinary in the middle of the salting that struck. "Cih, the artist is taken care of. Even though I said your wife in school got a scandal. It's bad for you."

"What scandal?" Ask Arkan who was quite surprised to hear it. Because Anjani is not the type of troublemaker student, but once in a while.

"The decision was school couple goals because Anjani cheated on her! Continue to display our photos in the cinema, the wealth is taken diem-diem. Fortunately, we did not seem to," said Anjani while demonstrating the host of gossip.

"Then how are you? Crying?" Ask Arkan.

"I'm not a child, I'm ordinary. Yaudah justin want to talk anything, even though the whole messy room mading, but gapapa Anjani stay cool."

"It's good that you're okay, I just think you're afraid to cry there or whine my name."

"Well I'm not sure if you know not, it's been said that your face is not looking good."

"It's good to be seen, we publish it."

Know what else he'll do. Strangely enough, Arkan. Maybe he'll be safe afterwards but Anjani isn't necessarily. Especially considering the Arkan fans are very much, not to mention with young teachers who are nervous. It was very difficult for Anjani to see them.

"Hahahaha I will not be attacked by P3K" replied Anjani with a flat face while sipping the milk can.

"P3K is a medicine box?" Really? Did Arkan not know that in their school there was such a community? Moreover, they often raise their voice calling P3K or Arkan who do not?

"No, that stands for your fans at Pak Arkan's Lovers' school. They make this group just to talk about you. Spread those photos, really, really good." Anjani puts her shoulders together, yes because she does not like that kind of exaggeration. Too alay.

"And you're one of them?" Guess Arkan, he's laughing. It's funny that there is such a group. Basic teens, whereas Arkan never spread charm, even he tends to be a disciplined and assertive teacher.

"No! Why is so alay, people meet every day at home, wake up and see your face. I'm full, I have more moments with you than they do. Even I became your wife without any path of ngefans. THAT'S RIGHT!" Ceplos Anjani's.

Arkan glanced at Anjani and instantly he came to his senses. How come he's impressed like he doesn't like it when someone comes close to Arkan huh? How does he feel possessive?! Aaaaaaaaa Anjani should how this be?? Moreover, Arkan's face was like teasing him. Damn it Anjani.

"Hahaha yes-yes, you're my wife. You win over them, okay?" Very anxious Arkan saw it, if not because in the car he certainly caught Anjani right now.