It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
83. (PoV Arendra) A+ originally married me

Tumben once the beloved sister called these nights? He must have had a reason to look for this forgotten brother. Slide the green sign

📳 "Hmm ... Mas. Can I ask you a favor?"

"Oh, that. If there's a need to just remember me?"

📳 "The only you can help him, Mas."

"He who?"

📳 "Nesya."

Ck .. that name again. Why are my days never far from that name? That woman played me. Ah, is this what you call your weapon of eating?

📳 "Mas, why silence?"

"Why did he? Why should I help him? Why not just you?"

📳 "Don't ngaco, Mas. You know for yourself I can't do anything here."

"So, what should I do?"

📳 "Sok you pick him up to campus, and transfer him back home!"

"Ohhh, he usually goes and goes home by himself. Why is it suddenly whiny like this?"

📳 "No comment! If I knew you didn't pick Nesya up, I'd assume Mas Aren had already pulled out of our competition."

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The call just closed. I looked back at the phone screen. "Why else is he? Retreating? Just move on. not yet ...."

The next morning, Papa and Mama had not yet come out for breakfast, I was ready to leave. I saw a time that turned out to be half an hour faster than the usual schedule to leave.

It feels so lazy to go there. Why did it finish so soon?

"Ma ... Pa. .. I'm leaving."

Mama has not had time to answer from the inside, I have moved to the vehicle garage and left for the big boss who has been acting pretentious.

Hmmmfff .. lazy .. precisely shy.

I don't know where to put my face. I want to be a hero in front of him, in fact just a big zero in his eyes.

I have arrived at Nesya's laundry. He was talking to Vina.

"Lhoh ... What do you want to come here early in the morning?"

This woman in front of me was spinning in slow motion. What happened to him.

"Sir Aren? Why are you here?"

He looks very lethargic. What the hell happened to him? "Can't you, not repeat Vina's question?"

"Rapaaaa." The beautiful little girl ran towards me. I immediately greeted him crouching spread his hands.

"Yesterday, why did Papa leave? Why did Papa leave Elena with Ibuk? Elena's gonna be with Papa."

I can't answer this little girl's question. I can only rub his head.

"Paa, I'm sick ... Kasian Ibuk." Elena complained to me.

"What, are you sick? Which pain?"

Suddenly, an unexpected man appeared carrying a package. It was probably dirty clothes. The little girl who had been in my arms immediately turned to running towards the man.

"Nrank ...."

I also stood up straight, and looked at Nesya who looked constantly scrunched her face. "What's sick?"

I checked his cheeks and forehead, got a little feverish. "You don't have to go to college today."

However, he shook his head. "Today there's a lecture with Ms. Yenni. I don't want the value of the broken to increase. You ruined my grades last semester."

"Extreme ... It's your own fault! Why not repeat the material!" He just seems to be accusing me. Although I, hmmm ... always remember him, but whose name is value there is no element of nepotism.

"Sir, don't give me a bad grade. I want to finish quickly. If the value is bad, it must repeat. When will it be finished?"

Is it .. Is there anything different about it? He sounds more familiar. What the hell happened to him?

"I know how Mas Aren can give you good grades." Vina joined our conversation.

"What is it, brother?" Nesya sounded a little clear.

"So wife!"

"Ja-di is-tri-mu?" He spelled back at me without blinking.

"Yes, how? This is the exception to nepotism. If I were my wife, I would have to save her from anything."

"Hmmm .. So it is! You used the job to frame your students?" The voice of Nesya's ex-husband came back in.

Nesya still hasn't let go of her eyes on me. Oh yes, I was Nesya's lover in front of her ex-husband.

"Yes, what do you think? If you are a wife, it is the duty of the husband to help and always take care of her." I pulled Nesya to embrace as usual.

"Aaaghb ...." He grimaces.

"What's wrong with you, honey?"

"Said dear, but did not know his condition. Cj ..." Alan sashaan commented without being asked.

"Bang, you shut up! As has been the concern of me all this time." Nesya grumbled at the ex. It seems like the ex-cross had treated Nesya in a bad way during her marriage.

"Come, Honey ...." Nesya grabbed my arm and she looked back grimacing.

"Why you?" I whispered right in his ear. He stepped still in a ringing, but still firmly shook his head.

He really makes me impatient. I immediately raised her body which still looked like a young young girl. I carried a bridal style and heard the cheers of Vina and Elena.

"Paaapaaa, Elena will too."

"Ciiiye ... Cieee .. just change the white dress aja nih yangangnya." cheered Vina.

Nesya hid her face in shame. While the former threw away the face leaving the laundry to Vina. We both stared at his passing by motorbike.

"Already, sir .. I'm down." Cold sweat started to wash over his face.

"We'll just go to the hospital, yuk?" He kept shaking his head.

"You still have time to worry about value?" He's nodding.

"Well, I'll give you an A plus this semester." He immediately thrashed down from my sling.

kreeks

There was a ringing ringing that wasn't from my body. Nesya curled up in tears.

"To-tolooong."

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Plans to take him to campus changed course so drove him to the hospital. Vina and Elena followed my footsteps that were struggling with Nesya who continued to grimace in pain.

"Sus ... Sus ... help! Help me!"

The nurse in the hallway immediately pushed the cage closer towards us. Nesya put it on top of the cage and was immediately pushed into the emergency unit.

"Well, we hope you calm down. Father's wife we'll check first."

Not long after, the doctor came and examined Nesya. Elena who was looking worried, I carried her so she would feel calmer.

"Mothers, Pa ..."

"Let's pray, may I get well soon." Elena nodded and hid her face in my arms

After some time, when the painkillers injected by the doctor reacted, Nesya looked calmer. After that, the doctor asked me to talk.

"It looks like your wife has trouma in the hip and waist. Better, your wife increased the rest in the next few days."

What happened to Nesya? Does it have anything to do with Gendis?

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Come Brother ... There are still other exciting stories that you must read.

Author: MMA AL

Title: The Soulmate for Gibran