Karma Durhaka's Wife

Karma Durhaka's Wife
175. Disassociate


This morning, the princess woke up first. Like the days before, it was just that this time he was extremely excited. He prepares Aryan clothes for work.


Starting from clothes, to shoes and some important items that are usually carried by the husband.


After he finished, he walked to the kitchen to cook and also prepared provisions like the day before. The princess grabbed an empty rice box, happy to see her husband finish all the food he cooked. This time, he will again prepare a special menu for Arya.


“Arya would love to stock up today," he murmured while inserting rice ready to cook with a rice cooker.


After that, he also prepared ingredients for cooking, such as vegetables, chicken meat, and some other appendages.


With agile hands concoct seasoning, cut vegetables and others. The princess is used to being a good housewife and also in the house of lady Brenda, cooking and always being praised that the cuisine is very delicious.


The speed of his hand was like an expert. When all is done and ready to be served. The princess also saw an empty plate on the table. Short message he wrote on a piece of paper got a reply ‘thank you, Darling’.


His smile was like getting attention. It was just a simple thank you.


The princess returned to serve new food on the dining table. The husband's lunch is also there and ready to be taken.


The pregnant woman walked into the room. He saw Arya still on the bed with her eyes closed. The princess approached, slowly rubbing Arya's face gently.


Until finally the man opened his eyes and took a deep breath, then exhaled.


“Arya, it's half seven. You will be late if you do not wake up soon.”


Arya squirms as soon as she opens her eyes and the morning routine she starts by kissing the wife's stomach. “Iya. I'll be up soon, honey. My son must have woken up from earlier."


Arya gently rubbed the distended stomach to greet her son because she wanted to get an injection of spirit from the baby's strong movements in the stomach.


Until the corner of his lips curled upwards as soon as he got what he wanted. Yes, the movement of the stomach is clearly visible.


"My hero is really very good." Still gently rubbing the distended stomach to enjoy the sensation when seeing his son's show.


The princess, who also smiled, saw the interaction between the baby in the stomach and the husband, feeling happy. Even he had now gently rubbed the messy hair of Arya who was still busy with her stomach.


“I have prepared clothes, food, and supplies for the office. The work on the first day must accumulate, until you overtime. If you are not pregnant big, I would love to visit there and give spirit to you.”


Arya's reflexes shook her head in disapproval for fear that the Princess would see rough work as cleaning service. In addition to being embarrassed because he never wanted to work lowly, also afraid if the Princess even felt guilty.


“No need, you're at home only. I'm just a regular staffer, not a CEO. I don't want you to feel small there. Nevermind! I'll take a shower and get ready.” Rise up from his position and start walking towards the exit because he does not want his wife to ask again.


“Yes, no problem. I'll wait for you in the dining room.” The princess closed her mouth and frowned as she felt a little strange with Arya's attitude.


However, he thought if it was just his feelings alone and would not take a dizzy look. He left the room, leaving Arya ready to take a bath.


While in the bathroom, Arya's feelings were raging. What if his wife knew that he was just a cleaning service? Arya was not ready to see the disappointed face of the Princess.


Arya flushed her body with cold water when she touched her skin. The man immediately completed the activity in order to continue other activities.


After finishing preparing, a few minutes later Arya followed her step into the dining room and saw the Princess still sitting there waiting.


“Why not eat first?” asked Arya who now landed her body on the chair next to the Princess.


“Iya. Thank you, dear." Arya smiled wryly and saw the Princess serving well.


“I'll drop off again, huh?” The princess who had just finished taking the food, tried to open up the conversation again.


“No need! A stop away from where you work I don't want anything to happen to you and our son. You better go to the lady Maria's house. I'll walk myself to the stop today.”


After expressing the sentence of rejection, Arya now directly feed a spoon of food to the mouth and chew slowly.


Not wanting to make the husband upset early in the morning, the Princess just nodded her head slowly and did not come again to refute.


“Alright, passion for work! Our son must be proud of your struggle.”


After all was done, Arya said goodbye to leave. The man walked back to the stop.


While the Princess also walked towards the mistress Maria's house for work.


Half an hour later, Arya had just arrived at the office. He was almost late due to traffic jams on the road. He immediately changed clothes with a cleaning service uniform that was already in the locker because he was told he had gotten a uniform.


Then immediately reach for the cleaning tool and walk to the storage room of cleaning tools.


“Newly come?” greet a tall man with fine fur around his face.


“Iya, Sir.”


“Oh, yes. Today I have a business that cannot be delayed. Can you replace me for overtime? Looks like there are overtime employees today.”


"The problem .. I don't have a vehicle to go home if it's too late.” Arya uncovers what she's worried about for not wanting to end up like last night by earning Good's mercy.


"so apparently. Yeah, no problem. I'll try to ask other friends who are willing.”


“Good. Me alone, it does not matter if you go home on foot,” said Arya who suddenly changed her mind when remembering to get extra money.


He grabbed a cell phone in his pants pocket and sent a message to someone who could help him tonight.


After that, the step back to the notice board in the cleaning service room. Yes, it's written down what to do today.


“Arya, you to the fourth floor, yes! It's great that you can clean all that well. Today there are officers who will repair the damaged closet. You can help them or just watch. Who knows if anyone needs your help.”


“Alright."


Arya walks towards the elevator, she presses the button up, then waits for the door to open. While waiting, there was a familiar figure standing right beside his left and saying a spirit-pitched sentence and only responded with a sour face.


“It looks like you are starting to accept all of this, great! Happy working.” Ari Mahesa smiled wryly as she met her son.


After saying that, he went straight into the elevator and allowed his son to wait for the next elevator.


'Papa is proud of you, Arya for being able to stand this test, but even so, will separate you from the woman****** that and soon you will return home without her.'


To be continued...