Mr. Arga's wife
S2 - episode 30

Orin parked his car in front of Marcel's house. He hesitated to go back inside, not hesitating rather to be ashamed. Shame that he destroyed Marcel's kitchen, and yesterday he didn't say anything.

"Not enter?" Monologue Orin knocks on the steering wheel.

Finally after rounding off his determination and longing that defeated Orin's shame got out of his car while carrying a parcel of fruit that he bought while traveling to Marcel's house. Before knocking on the door Orin first set his breath so as not to be too nervous.

While in there Bi Ira who was cleaning the living room seemed to frown when he saw a car that stopped in front of his master's house. BI Ira has been observing the car since then but apparently there is no movement from the car owner. Because bi Ira who incidentally lives in the village becomes a little wary if there is something suspicious. With a step in the footsteps of Bi Ira also towards the room of his master who is now resting.

"Acologies for interrupting?"

"What's wrong bi?" Marcel asked while putting his iPad on the nightstand. Even though Marcel was sick, he had to keep working. He has a lot of employees that he needs to make his life better.

"In front there was a car stopped earlier but the owner did not come out."

Marcel frowned, who owned the car. For a moment Marcel thought he had no appointment with anyone.

"How's the car?"

"Little white sir!"

Out of curiosity Marcel finally decided to see from the cctv in front of his house. The cell phone next to his body. He also opened an application connected to cctv at his home.

Marcel rounded his eyes when he saw a beautiful figure who was now standing at the door of his house. The figure is now like a nervous person who regulates his breath which makes Marcel laugh instantly.

"What's up, sir?" Ask bi Ira who was confused by the behavior of his master.

"That was the car of one of my students. Now he's in front of the house."

"Bi, bi ira want to help me?"

"What help sir?" Ask bi Ira who doesn't understand.

"Later if the girl in front of the search I just say I'm still sick and tell her to go in, huh bi?"

"Well, did he say Marcel was better?"

"It's just a lie."

"Yes sir." Reply bi Ira then return to the front to open the door.

"Who are you looking for, non?" Ask me when Ira opens the door.

"Sir Marcel is there?"

"Oh no non, please come in!" Orin followed where Bi Ira was taking him.

Arriving at Marcel's room, Orin is unceasingly amazed by the house. A room that is not too big but looks very comfortable. Where now the figure of a man is lying on a large bed in the room.

"Orin?" Asked Marcel who pretended to wake up from his sleep when he had only pretended to close his eyes.

"Ah yes!" Orin was stunned from his daydream. He walked into Marcel's room. Actually he was not nice if only alone in the room let alone they are different types but what can make Marcel is sick is impossible right Orin told him to meet in the living room?

"I have fruit for you to heal quickly!"

"Just put it there, thank you very much Orin!"

"Together sir, how is Mr Marcel better?" Ask Orin worried. Of course he's worried he's partly responsible for the pain that's afflicting Marcel now.

"It's still the same as last night!" The lie does not forget the made-up face. Though Marcel was able to walk out of his room just today there is no harm in getting more attention from loved ones?

"How about we go to the hospital, sir?" Take Orin because he's really worried about Marcel.

"I don't have to be used to this kind of pain alone." Marcel answered as if he were living in loneliness.

"Why don't you just get married?" The question that came out of Orin suddenly silenced their mouths. Orin himself had no intention of asking that but somehow his mouth betrayed him.

"I haven't found a suitable person." The answer was then slowly Marcel was sitting by leaning on the head of the bed while Orin was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Can I get an apple?"

"Can sir."

"What are Marcel's dream criteria?" Again Orin's mouth and heart really can't be compromised. Now he was actually cursing his extremely aggressive mouth for the size of a woman.

"Like you!" Marcel was eager to answer like that but it didn't feel like it was time.

"I don't have the criteria or the ideal woman if I think it's appropriate why not?" Marcel replied in the end.

Orin just nodded his head in understanding. Meanwhile, his hand was peeling the apple he had brought. He was a little grateful if only peeling fruit like an Orin apple could.

"It's still school hours, how did you get here?" Marcel asked who realized there was an awkwardness.

"Emm that was my permission to go home first!" Where might he be telling the truth if he fucked a picket teacher today. Moreover, they will not allow Orin if it is not an emergency because the girl has often asked for permission because of something that is not clear.

"Oh yes because you are here I have some material for your UTS material next week you can take it home later!"

"Thank you sir."

Soon after, Ira arrived with a cup of tea for Orin.

"It's non, please drink!"

"Thank you bi!" Orin replied then bi Ira left them two. Before disappearing from view bi Ira first turned his body and gave a thumbs up to his master while raising his eyebrows not forgetting with a smile that made Marcel could not help his smile over the absurd behavior of the assistant that household.