I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
The Arkan and Saka

Ospek passed a few days is really draining. Now is the last day and this ospek will be closed with a makrab event or familiar night tomorrow.

Therefore she must be smart, smart to take the heart of her husband in order to be allowed to come. Anyway he wants to come anyway because the event in the open so all entertainment as well and refreshing.

Arkan's car was already faithfully waiting in front of the campus, while Anjani who came out from inside the campus lobby was seen approaching several men.

Hi, Anjani huh? Can I have the number?

"One, "Anjani replied.

'I mean Wa' number'

"By, 0821xxxxxxxxx."

"Thank you ... "

Anjani smiles, while Arkan shakes his head looking at Anjani's behavior. It could be possible to give his number to many such men. He should be punished by his little wife.

Not to mention this, a man approached Anjani with a friendly smile.

"Eh, Brother Saka? What's up?" Anjani asked without stopping her steps. Arkan was perched in front of his car with his chest closed. Waduh this is Anjani..

"Related, gapapa. Who's home?" Ask Saka.

"It was picked up." Anjani points towards Arkan making Arkan smile as it turns out Anjani admits it. He thought Anjani would pretend to be unfamiliar with Arkan.

"O-oh, get picked up." Saka scratched his non-itchy nape.

Anjani and Saka approach Arkan. Anjani greets her husband and Arkan hugs Anjani and kisses the top of her head.

"Hello, Brother. Anjani's sister huh? Hello, Saka." Saka extended his hand to Arkan.

While Anjani scrunched his forehead. It's clear why Arkan thought his brother Anjani? "Not Dia–"

"Arkan Altair." Arkan returned Saka's hand. Making Saka smile and think, it seemed like this Arkan Altair was no stranger.

For a moment he remembered, oh he was the son of a famous businessman in this city, especially his father had invited him to a meeting of colleagues a few months ago, but only met with Abdi only. So Anjani is the son of the Altair family? Her thought.

Anjani scrunched her forehead, why as if Arkan asserted that she was his sister. It's really weird, it's like giving someone else a chance. He will be jealous again. Do not understand Anjani indeed to her husband this one.

"Then I go first, Anjani, Brother Arkan. Be careful, don't forget tomorrow," Saka recalled as she rubbed the top of Anjani's head before she actually left them both.

Anjani looked towards Arkan. "Cocky?!"

"You see, how brave he was to approach my wife, it was just that much" Arkan said. But believe me he wants to break Saka's hand when he rubs the top of his wife's head. So daring.

Anjani sighed, really challenging the adrenaline once this was her name. Ah yes, this Arkan who started not himself, but Anjani wanted to be brightly explained if he was married.

"Why did you give me a number?" Ask Arkan while opening the door for Anjani.

Anjani shrugs her shoulders, now it's Arkan's turn to sigh. There is no need to exchange all numbers. What try for. Arkan ran to the next door and put on his seatbelt. "Keep you haven't answered my question."

But before Anjani answered suddenly Arkan's phone rang. Arkan scrunched his forehead because so many messages were coming in. And.

Save yes, Anjani. – Vero

Save my number, Jan.Jerome

It's Harsyil, save ya!

And so on. "You gave them my number?"

"So, Mom?! Hahahaha sana chattan. I don't want to, Mas Gionya I'll be angry. Yaudah so I give you your number, all of you say you are my husband also gapapa," said Anjani lightly.

"Are you not ashamed to say you're married?" Ask Arkan.

"So why? We got married, right? Why should she also be ashamed of her marriage person as well as a legal marriage without any incident."

Arkan smiled at Anjani. Actually, the reason he claimed to be Anjani's sister was because he did not want to lose Anjani to the shame of being married. But his little wife seems more mature and realistic.

"So you don't have to think weird, Mas. I'm just the same Shella as Dion. Dion also said he likes the burly, rich I'm more afraid he likes you when I know you to him."

"Indeed as long as I'm married to you, you don't feel that I'm normal? Or should I prove it again tonight?" Ask Arkan.

"Ihhhh bawdy kumat, yes I believe you are normal!"

After that they both laughed. Funny they are now, too. Although Arkan is jealous for mercy, Anjani is still comfortable. If she is jealous, it means love.

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Arriving at home, after cleaning up immediately spend time by watching both. Indeed, in the midst of this busyness they also cannot forget time together.

Family harmony should also be given priority. Anjani's position now rests on the chest of the Arkan field, while Arkan hugs Anjani's stomach from behind.

Arkan gently rubbed Anjani's flat stomach. "Darling, my son is not here yet?"

"Not yet, don't want him, Mas. His mother is ospek, ", said Anjani.

"Yasudah Mama ospek first, after ospek father wait yes, son," said Arkan who again rubbed Anjani's stomach gently.

Anjani chuckles feeling Arkan's hand on her stomach. Arkan was like a child asking his mother for a sister. Maybe it is at the age of Arkan who is now very, very ready to be a father. But it has not been given.

So for now, they should enjoy their time together. After all, they are both busy, if there is a child in the middle of them this way later there is a child even abandoned.

After finishing watching, Anjani appears to be packing clothes into her bag in the room, making Arkan sit behind Anjani and hug her body from behind. "Where are you going, honey? You didn't intend to run away from me, did you?"

Arkan kissed the nape of his little wife while inhaling the scent of Anjani's body that if this night he used a more soft and delicious perfume to kiss.

"Tomorrow I have a makrab. Semalem doang can, right?" Ask Anjani.

"Who would I sleep with if you didn't exist?" ask Arkan.

"Semalem doang, Mass. Not long ago, it was a closure. Can ya? Tomorrow morning go straight home, please ... " Pinta Anjani,

"Don't get close to Saka, he seems interested in my wife" Arkan said. Yes, he must admit that this Saka is handsome, although he is confident that he is more handsome.

"Engga, Mother. He is a good guy. Yeah, not deket. Makrab people are more Deket same group rather than the same Presma Campus," explained Anjani.

Arkan sighed then nodded. "You may, but keep yourself there. If you're given candy, don't."

"Don't like candy, if given a new ice cream will," said Anjani nosy.

"That's not okay either, dear." Arkan hugged Anjani tighter and peeked at his wife's anxious cheeks.

"Yes-yes, honey. Ready everything has been recorded and will not be acknowledged. So can ya?" Tanya Anjani made sure.

Again Arkan nodded, after which Anjani turned around and kissed the entire surface of Arkan's face until nothing was missed. With this Arkan could smile and allow it to calm down. Although actually Anjani also does not want to be far from Arkan. But last night won't be long, will it?