Married a Friend's Husband Because He Was Fuck

Married a Friend's Husband Because He Was Fuck
18: Don't Be Awkward


Arriving at the contract, Arnita immediately prepared. Hurriedly leaving a small part of the groceries he brought because the one in the big bag was carried by Restu.


Arnita placed the bag on her right shoulder on the sewing machine table then hurried to the kitchen while clipping the height of her wavy long hair and initially smeared.


Although not blatantly, Restu secretly observed Arnita. The man did it through a glare. And now, he put a large bag of Arnita's material that he bought deliberately, on the table next to the sewing machine.


For a moment, Restu was flabbergasted by the atmosphere there that resembled a reliable design workplace. There were some design patterns affixed to the wall and Restu sure, it was the original Arnita made. It's all about blazers and also subordinates. There are skirts, or pants. Everything also varies, similar to the design of famous clothing brands, but it is really a new breakthrough from an Arnita.


“In his time, you will definitely become a successful designer, Nit!” batin Restu is then interested in helping Arnita in the kitchen.


The atmosphere of the kitchen is not so quiet because in addition to Arnita to sound and sound chatting, in between remarks Arnita also accompanied the cat. It turns out that in front of the kitchen door that was opened perfectly by Arnita there is a cat mother who seems to have not given birth long.


“That's your cat?” tanya Restu reflex mesem stare at the white cat and her children are also compact white number four.


Arnita who was about to pass into the kitchen after feeding her cat with rice mixed with fried fish said, “Not knowing where the transmigration is from Mas. But if the schedule is eating, they come here, if not, yes rest on the terrace of the house.”


“Wah, how can I release it?” Restu was astonished at the same time amazed. Only then did he realize that Arnita's life was much more colorful than he thought and had greatly worried him. The woman is happy with her simplicity and limitations. Which, happiness was also he felt slowly transmitted to him.


Beres fed the cat, Arnita immediately prepared to cook. It turns out that Restu helped her pluck every kale. Therefore, Arnita does other work. While frying cork fish or what locals call bogo fish, Arnita sliced every green chili. About half an hour later, Arnita's cooking was ripe.


Fried bogo fish stir fry with chili or green lambok given a lot of galangal slices, served deliciously with a plate of very green kale stir-fry. All that Arnita boyong forward, they eat on character mats that adorn the living room and is still empty because there is no dining table.


“Later same table shopping chair make in kitchen. Let her eat not lesehan,” said Restu who let Arnita serve a plate of rice to him before the young woman suddenly keep the distance to the other side and of course it will be a striking thing if he follows.


“No, most things make a narrow house. It's only been a month, right?” reply Arnita with his leisure and prepare to eat because he has also taken the meal menu for him. Nevertheless, he took the time to look at Restu who even became silent and looked serious contemplation.


“Ya already, Mas. Eat first. Discuss the others later,” said Arnita trying to melt the atmosphere. For some reason even though they have agreed and know their relationship, it still feels nervous and awkward.


“This looks so good!” said Restu eager to eat especially he is typical of eating his way because in addition he is very busy and impossible to treat himself with special, special, Azelia was also very busy and very rarely had time to cook even just preparing food to buy something like that. During this time, Azelia had actually trained her to be an independent husband who was also versatile.


“Hmmm .. It really looks really good that all this time, Mas Restu is not managed. Deserve Lia said, have a husband and Restu delicious. Self-sufficient and able. Though Mas Restu so because of the circumstances of Lia who forced. I-I myself if pampered yes just want to. Human,” Inner Arnita.


Without much comment, Arnita also immediately followed the meal because Restu had also eaten first. He found, Restu who participated in eating using his bare hands like himself. The man placed a spoon and fork that had produced a voracious mouthful.


“In the meantime, I forgot to bring a drink. Do you want cold water from the refrigerator what is regular water?” sergeant Arnita stepped in a hurry.


“Mas, fetch drink, dong. No drinking yet, right? Take the usual thing because if the cold drink he said can make fat,” said Azelia and during togetherness was more often Restu who was told. Until his collaboration with Arnita made Restu feel a different relationship.


“You're cooking pinter. Your cuisine is delicious,” said Restu in between his meals. He was almost finished one plate, but he intended to add because Arnita's cooking was delicious plus he was also starving.


But what is, getting a compliment like that even makes Arnita coughing. Arnita reaches for her drinking water, rejecting Restu's drinking water.


“Mas makes shocked again,” shrewd Arnita sigh.


“I'll say no screaming. I praised you earlier,” said Restu.


Arnita nodded awkwardly then apologized.


“Not to be awkward let alone busy avoiding me, can you, right? Familiarized? The cats can get used to where they need to go if they want to eat. When you get used to your own husband, can't?” continued Restu.


That instant also Arnita became petrified. However, Restu was sure what he had just said would be the beginning of Arnita getting used to him because for him, Arnita is a typical very responsible.


“Easy to make people like Nita understand including to both build relationships,” thought Restu who then asked, “Why was it, bi Ade same neighbor, compact call you Mother?”


“Mother? I'm a kind of kindergarten teacher, Mas. Previously, before being ransacked by Juan,” Arnita was clear that became sensi just because he discussed Juan.


“You're never close. The reason you're close is because you're both in love, right? That is, you are not the matchmaking victims like most villagers?” reply Restu seriously until delaying his meal.


Arnita nodded. “Iya. There is no case, he is good. That's why I want to marry her. But after there was a case yesterday, he instantly changed, as if directly out his true nature. Yesterday did I ask him to return for my job and scholarship, he said he could do it in front of everyone, right? Mas also heard and to look forward to Juan so that he kept his promise and as much as possible accelerated the result.”


“Eh last night he was busy trying the phone, I justiarin until dawn hp still on. The next morning he WA, the scholarship can not return because the business is complicated. But if I wanted to marry her, she would have paid for everything. Yes, I replied: Wong is bloated. You see if not reciprocated, he must think I want or at least still think.” Arnita closes her story with a snort.


“If you want to go to college just go ahead. Want where, I will take care of it as soon as possible,” sergeant Restu patiently.


Arnita sighed softly at once as she finished her gaze from Restu. “Let me think again, Mas.”


“Take majors according to your talents. You don't want to explore your talents as a designer?” reply Restu who started eating while occasionally staring at Arnita. Because after seeing Arnita is not an ordinary tailor, he also wants Arnita to be more advanced and develop his abilities.


Arnita looked down and pondered. Not everyone gets a chance more than once. Through Restu, he could definitely be just like the man had said. There was really nothing to worry about anymore including regarding Azelia. After only a few times together, Arnita was very sure Azelia had abandoned Restu. In addition, Arnita also believes, as long as she continues to give reciprocity to Restu as a wife who has been taken care of and fought for, she will not sin if she receives a helping hand of Restu.