IN-LAW
Dorsum

The next day they arrived the investigator for interrogation. The strapping man who almost equalled Varga greeted with a friendly smile.

"For Madame Sadah," Aralia replied with a smile as she looked at Varga who was standing behind the door of the room.

Varga seems confused, he has not had time to tell Lisa about Aralia.

"How are you doing?"

"As you can see," Aralia thinned her lips slowly.

"Okay, we're sorry about what happened. I just want to say hello about this accident." The investigator said, a friend immediately issued a small book to write whatever they need.

"Can you tell me what the real thing is?" Aralia looked back at Varga as if asking for an opinion. The man there approached and nodded his permission.

"Sa-I just remember there was hampering my car from behind, I jumped and hit my head on the steering wheel and accidentally veered and misstepped the accelerator. That's all I've been to this hospital." Aralia explained. Investigator nodded.

"Have you not been in a fight with anyone before?" Aralia shook her head slowly.

"Not to meet anyone?"

"What do you mean by your question?" Varga protests, investigators seemed to search further.

"I asked your wife not you" said the flat investigator.

"No I didn't meet anyone," Sorry, I can't mention Reven because he's the one I met but Varga's brother would be disappointed later if he found out I met him. He thinks I still have a relationship with him.

"Well, then what about your husband's secretary, were you involved in a bickering?"

Aralia turned to Varga, then shook her head.

"Help us lady Sadah, no one is covered up."

"No, I'm not talking to him anytime soon,"

"So you ever talk to your husband's secretary?"

"Yes, it's been a long time.What's the matter why call it in this matter?"

"Honey," said Varga, wanted to explain but the investigator immediately said.

"What hit you was Lisa Meral your husband's secretary." Aralia was stunned, Varga grabbed Aralia's hand.

"I'm sorry, I didn't say I waited until you recovered first." Varga said.

"Why did he do it?" Aralia turned to the investigator with a curious tone

"So, your husband has the answer."

"It's already out of the incident, if there's nothing to ask please come out. My wife wants a break." said Varga, Investigator chuckles at Varga.

"Mrs Sadah?" Investigators are wondering what happened.

"She likes my husband and may be upset about being unrequited. That's all I know." Aralia looked back at Varga.

"Well, we asked that to ensnare the perpetrator with the right word."

"Will he be punished?"

"Sure,"

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"You don't want to say anything about Lisa ?" aralia asked after the investigator left the place. Varga took a breath sitting on the chair beside the Aralia ward.

"I'm afraid you'll get angry hearing that. Suture wounds and also the bones connected inside have not recovered. If you get angry or —"

"Why did he do that?" Aralia interjected, he was very lazy with Varga's worries that sometimes excessive according to him.

"She didn't take it when she stopped being my secretary," Aralia exhaled slowly.

"I'm going to sleep,"

"Ra, I'm sorry it's all my fault if it's —"

"Sir I love you," Varga fell silent, confused by Aralia's angry demeanor.

"Alright, I will accompany you here" said Varga taking Aralia's hand and holding her tightly.

For Aralia the day was slow, it had been a week he was in the hospital. Sleeping, eating and so on, that's all that's happened to bore him. The family took turns to look after him. Nisa in the morning and Varga at night sometimes Ele also contributed.

"You're fat, baby" said Varga, upset Aralia, but Varga wasn't bored - her body pinched his wife's chubby cheek. "Your dimples are gone," she searched the cheeks.

Nisa and Ele said the same thing. How not to fat. The food that is offered is always finished he swallowed.

"Honey, I can't hold it anymore" whispered Varga in the early hours of waking Aralia who was asleep. The mist in his eyes longed for the warmth of his wife's body. He did not touch her for long enough for fear of hurting Aralia.

"It's a hospital," murmured Aralia, but Varga had climbed on top of her, both hands rebutting against overriding Aralia.

"It's okay,"

"What if the doctor comes?"

"He also fucked his wife dear."

"nurse? klining ser—" His mouth was already covered by Varga's lips. Aralia replied to him gently then released him, taking a breath.

"I promise I will do it slowly." whispered Varga asking Aralia for permission. His wife nodded, knowing Varga was crazy enough to hold him back. For the first time Varga made love with misgivings, because Varga had to keep his movements so that Aralia remained comfortable.

The doctor has allowed Aralia to return home on all the conditions recommended. Do not lift weights, excessive movements, routine eating drugs are also healthy foods for total healing.

She is welcomed by the family as well as Bianca's maid and sister. Rooms in the decor become bright colors and added television facilities.

"Let's not get bored, brother also internet facilitation really. You can watch all the Korean dramas." Aralia wrapped her hands around Varga's waist looking up asking to be kissed. The man greeted me gently.

Lisa is in jail as per her incriminations. Aralia visits and forgives Lisa's mistakes. The woman was old enough to apologize for the mistake she made.

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Three Years later ...

"I'm hungry" Aralia murmured from her blanket after spending energy under her husband's body. Varga smilingly flicked the blanket covering her innocent body towards the bathroom to clean herself up.

"What are you masakin for?" varga said after coming from the bathroom in neat clothes.

"Can't you have instant noodles?" Aralia asked from under the blanket.

"At this hour?" Varga saw his cell phone clock at twelve nights. "The other one. Kan Ara knows that mom never buys stock instant noodles."

"But I want to love you" asked Aralia with a look of terror.

"I bought it at the minimarket,"

"I'm coming, yes" Varga nodded, Aralia put on her clothes slowly and helped Varga.

Minimarket is not far from where they live which is open 24 hours. Walking is an option, she wants to enjoy the night with her husband.

"Honey, don't buy instant noodles,"

"Why?"

"So that's it," Aralia showed Mie who had been packed in a cup.

"Related?" Aralia nodded quickly. Varga brews and makes coffee for him as well. Pay at the cashier and take him outside the minimarket hangout.

Varga tidied Aralia's hair a little messy, while waiting for the noodles to ripen and not long Aralia had spent it until without rest.

Varga smiled, cleaning the corner of his wife's mouth with a tissue.

"Let's go home" said Aralia getting up from her seat and directly climbed onto Varga's back. The man did not comment, Aralia does do that often. Walking in the middle of the night that is silent carried by the husband especially the less. Happy already.

Aralia plays with Bianca in the front yard park while waiting for her husband's return from work. They held a suit Korean-style Aralia upbringing on his daughter was fighting over the back of their hero man.

"Kawi, bawi, bo."

"Kawi, bawi, bo."

"Kawi, bawi, bo, Eh bianca won," Cheering Bianca, Aralia pleaded with her husband's back to be hers

"No way, Daddy's back belongs to Bianca." Aralia.

As soon as Varga's car entered the yard, the two women prepared to run. Aralia smiled nosily. Varga got out and closed the car door.

Aralia and Bianca run for Varga's back. Aralia reached him making Bianca cry.

"Ra, watch out you're pregnant, baby." said Varga as soon as Aralia jumped on Varga's back. Bianca crying rigged.

"Daddy downin mami, Bianca wins. Bianca wants to hang out with Daddy," Varga laughed.

"So you guys are still suits too" said Varga stroking Bianca's cheek. "Let's carry you in front."

"Don't want me to be carried in the back" said Bianca and Aralia thud not to lose.

"Eih, you guys. Get off Ra." Varga hunches.

"Ah .. mami's daughter don't do that. It's because of the baby dede who asked." Aralia seduces Bianca while fumbling for her two-month-old pregnancy.

"Baby dede?" Bianca asked innocently, Aralia nodded withstanding a smile. His daughter was immediately destroyed. Varga rattled Aralia's head and made her chuckle.

"Well, baby dede, Daddy's back to you" Aralia smiled as Bianca stroked her stomach.

"Dear baby, this is for the sake of the baby" said spoiled Aralia up to Varga's back. Bianca clung to Varga's chest and the sturdy man carried the two favorites in and up the stairs to the room.

"The world belongs to them and we only contract," Ele said as she watched the three pass through the living room.

"Let it be dear, what matters is that they are happy." Roland said, sipping his coffee with a light nudity and the two sat face to face laughing at the spoiled attitude of his daughter-in-law.

"Darling," Aralia looked up as soon as she came down from Varga's back, asking to be kissed. One kiss on Aralia's lips. Bianca did the same.

"Bianca play here or in your room?" ask Varga to pinch Bianca's nose.

"In Mami's room." she said gemes.

"Well come down, dear Daddy, take a shower." Varga dropped Bianca and went straight to play.

"Still nauseous dear?" Aralia nodded while stripping Varga's clothes.

Varga lowered her head, sticking her ear to Aralia's flat stomach. Makes Aralia smile. "Help mommy yeah son, don't be naughty there be healthy until the time comes to hug Daddy." His whisper while rubbing Aralia's stomach.

"If you can't smell rice, at least eat a lot of fruit, baby." Varga added and asserted by Aralia through delicacy of his eyes. Varga pulled Aralia's nape softly and placed a friendly kiss on his wife's lips.

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Hello my faithful readers accompanied Varga and Aralia from the early part. Thanks for taking the time to read it. This immature novel is simply created from my delusional mind.

Your encouraging support has led me to successfully end this story. Frankly, I am the connoisseur of the novel if I reread this story many parts are redundant and boring and also a messy plot. There is an intention to revise but not because I want to see the stage of my authorship advanced or not.

Thank you all and warm greetings from me. Moeh ...!!!

Kirei