Karma Durhaka's Wife
208. Guilt
Arya was just done with her work
Today he came home at seven o'clock last night to help with the work of the staff who had asked for help.
With his expertise, he can finish faster than the specified hour. Although it should not be done, but all for the sake of the extra money he got for the wife.
Arya was now standing at the stop, she was circulating her eyes all over the streets of the city. A few minutes later, he got into the bus that had just arrived.
Sitting at the very back, Arya was busy thinking about the wife. He wants the Princess to focus only on him and the child in the womb and forget the little child who is the second son who still needs the affection of a mother
Selfish, maybe that represents him, but he doesn't care about it.
The most significant difference between him and Good is that a man is wise and always gives up, whereas he is the opposite.
Half an hour later, Arya arrived home and she brought two packs of food from the outside and gave it to the Princess who was now sitting in the lounge.
Of course, the Princess who had been waiting for the arrival of the husband, looks very sparkling when she saw the fried rice that is still warm. "You know I want to eat fried rice. Thank you, Darling.”
“Of course I know, haven't our hearts and minds become one?” tease Aryan with a flirt.
“You could have.”
They walked to the dining room and sat together. Arya took a plate and spoon for his wife. It was given to the Princess and they enjoyed the meal together.
“What today is very solid and a lot of work?”
“Not really, I was just long in line for this meal. All for my beloved wife.”
“Basic lebay."
The princess is happier with Arya's increasingly sweet attitude to her. Not just a joke, Arya showed seriousness in the household with him.
Hopefully there will be no changes that affect the household. The princess tried to change herself, in order to become a beloved wife of the husband.
Dinner was over, Arya who was tired, decided to rest first. Late in just seconds, while the Princess still tidied some objects in the room.
When she finished, she joined her husband in bed and slept face to face. The tired face was clearly visible and made the Princess feel proud. Her husband worked hard so well that he showed her a tired face.
“Hopefully what became tired of you, will bring good results to this family.”
Finally, she closed her eyes and fell asleep next to her husband.
The next day, at breakfast. Arya opens up about Putra—daughter's son.
“Darling, have you rarely contacted your son lately?"
“Why are you suddenly asking like that?”
“No, I just wanted to ask. You don't miss that kid?”
“Of course I miss, but I choose not to contact him so as not to make my son want me more.”
“Good. Today, take the time to contact him. Let him hear his mother's voice.” Arya from last night is disturbed by thoughts about her greed, so choose to ask about the response of the wife.
“What's Good about contacting you? Did he say it?”
“I actually don't care at all about being considered a wicked stepfather or a new husband who doesn't know himself by separating you guys. It's just that, I momentarily positioned myself as the Son. So, you can come see your son and also contact him.
“Alright, I'll call you later.” Although hesitant, but to be honest at this time the Princess was happy to be able to meet her son.
“Alright, I have to leave immediately. There is a morning hour to be done at the office. If no one asks for overtime, I'll be home this afternoon.”
“Yes, I will always wait for you.”
“I'll do everything you say, dear."
After saying goodbye, Arya walked out of the house and headed to stop– where she stopped the bus to the office.
While the Princess was sitting and struggling on her phone. He sent a message to Bagus about a phone call that would be made to talk to Putra.
Not replying, Good actually called the Princess at that time.
“Princess.”
“Why call? Don't you work?”
“Not yet, I'm still at home. You finally called me. You're okay, right?"
“Good, where's Putra?”
Not long after, the voice of the little boy who was missed was heard calling.
“Mother,”
“Hai, Darling. How's my most handsome son doing?”
“Good.”
“Have eaten?”
“Already. Dad cooks rice and eggs.”
“Son Follow Daddy working?”
“No, Same son mistress Lily.”
The princess frowned, wasn't the name familiar to her ears.
“Iya, fine and I can play. Aunty also came.”
"Auntie?”
Instantly Bagus replaced the voice of his son and explained to the Princess about the arrival of Amira Tan who often visited.
“Your brother often comes to see our condition, but meets Son at the hostess Lily who offers to take care of Son during my work.” It's good to explain everything to the princess.
“Alright, I try not to interfere with this matter. At least, do not let our child not get his needs well.”
“I know, you can be quiet about it.”
“Good. I'll call again tomorrow. Or you can bring your son here because I won't be able to take care of him after giving birth later."
“It looks like Son will be very happy today. I'll take him there now!"
The call ended and the Princess shed tears of happiness as she was carried away when she imagined she would be with her son all day. That's if Bagus really delivers to his rented house.
“Im sorry, Mom, Darling. Hopefully, when you grow up, you don't hate mothers who choose to divorce your father."
Actually deep down, the Princess felt very guilty towards her son, but could not leave the much loved Arya behind. Moreover, it has a prospective successor to a man who is very loved.
Finally just want to make amends by returning to pay attention to her son before later busy by the routine after giving birth.
To be continued...