Mr. Arya's Small Wife
Chapter 35

Indra picked up her hanfon and contacted Mr. Beny to get to the back garden immediately.

''Sir, please record it. The young master wants to learn to ride a motorcycle, so as a memento he said.'' Indra said while handing the hanfon into the hands of Mr. Beny.

Mr. Beny just nodded and carried out his duties as instructed. Indra again approached Arya who had been waiting for direction on his bike.

''Ar. Pokonya loe must be careful, do not gas too tight and remember the brakes.''

''Yes bawel very, like a mother-emak complex anyway.''

Arya insert motor gear and wrooewww aaauuu auuuuuu.... wrooooooeeww.. oouuwww.. ooowwreww rooow. prummm....

''Aryaa brake, brake press her brake...'' Indra screamed in panic while running behind Arya who was out of control, instead of her ngerem even gas that was increasingly tight until Arya finally hit the chair in the park. Mr. Beny also ran to Arya who had fallen on the ground while continuing to point the camera to Arya's face.

''Call ambulance'' Shouted Indra.

Mr. Beny immediately handed over the hanfon from earlier recording the incident to Indra and pulled out his cellphone to contact the ambulance immediately.

''Ar... loe no papa?.'' asked senses panic.

''no papa.apanya, sick tau.'' Answer Arya judes.

''Mas....Mas... Ms...''. From a distance came the worried voice of Alira calling Arya.

Arya and Indra simultaneously turned to the voice, Arya was very anxious to see his wife who was approaching towards him. Alira must have seen the incident just now.

''Oh my goodness, Om Indra let's quickly lift Arya mas we take her to the hospital.'' Alira was about to touch the husband who was still lying on the ground, fresh blood continued to pour behind his thick hair.

''Yes Miss, Iita wait for the ambulance first.''

''Why wait for an ambulance, is there a shortage of cars in this house to take my husband to the hospital. ?'' Alira is in worry mode.

Arya and Indra looked at each other while Alira was nagging, whereas Arya only had a slight wound on her head and her waist felt gout, so daritadi was still nengkreng on the ground.

''Aduhhh.'' Arya's complaint is spoiled.

''Mas, which one hurts.''

''My waist hurts so much, baby,''

''Om, let's quickly lift us to the hospital right now.'' Alira said, somehow Alira was so worried from the moment she saw Arya fall earlier when she was still on the rooftop

Indra who saw Alira snapping at him, immediately ran to the garage to pick up the car. Not waiting for Ambulance again, they immediately fled Arya to the hospital so that they could immediately be handled, without them realizing that Alira was still using her kimono when she arrived at the hospital.

Arya was immediately taken into the ER room to do handlers.

''Miss, you better not wait here.'' Indra.

''Why ''Why ?'' Confused Alira.

''I'm worried that if anyone takes a picture of the young master being in this hospital. Moreover, there are those who see the lady wearing a bathrobe here.''

Alira suddenly saw the appearance of herself who was right as said by Indra.

''Please I have to wait where, om ?''

''Miss just wait at Vvip, I will arrange a room for young master in the care, I will also contact bik Mun to bring you a change of clothes.''

''Hmmmp'' replied Alira

Alira was already feeling uncomfortable, because people noticed her appearance, but before Indra told her that she looked strangely ordinary.

''Aryans... Why did it come to this way, son.?'' I looked very worried.

''Arya is not papa, Oma don't worry about that.''

''Don't worry about how, said Beny sir you were in a motorcycle accident.''

''Pak Beny is indeed a bucket, why tell oma if I learn to ride a motorbike.'' Aryan Mummings.

''Mas...'' Call Alira when you get out of the bathroom.

All turned towards the voice, Arya was grateful to see his wife there, so she could be free from the scolding of the Oma.

''How are things going ?''

''I'm not doing anything.''

''Why do you bring the bike like a person flying-terbanh that, what mas want styles, pretentious so racers yes.'' Omel Alira

Indra and Arya looked at each other when Alira suggested that Arya brought a flying motorbike and styles, Alira did not know that her husband could not carry a motorbike and this was the first time he learned motorbike.

''How did you fly, where did you see.?'' Ask Arya

''I saw it from above. That's why I know that the mas fell and immediately came down.''

''Ohhh that... Ma..'' Arya seemed to run out of words, wanted to tell the truth if she had just learned but her prestige was too great, maj said a lie and said that it was true styles, style, there was Oma who knew that he could not carry a motorbike.

While Indra who had just heard their talk seemed powerless to hold back laughter, because Indra knew that Arya was holding back shame. Arya is afraid that his wife knows that he is learning the bike just to be stylish in front of Alira. Arya glanced at Indra who from earlier covered her mouth in the corner of the room, hinting to keep her mouth shut.

The day was getting dark, the afternoon had changed the night, All who were in the hospital had returned home, there lived Arya and Alira only.

''I don't like sleeping here.'' Arya suddenly said.

Alira, who was sitting on the sofa, turned to her husband.

''Why ? Is the room uncomfortable ?''

''yes, it feels more comfortable to sleep in our room.''

''Yes of course mas, Everywhere no one likes to sleep in the hospital, all will be comfortable sleeping in each house, anyways you like weird''

''How weird is it ?''

''Yes strange, riding a motorcycle pack of pretentious hotshot yes that's the consequence, you rasin yourself.''

''iya-iya, take care of you. I'm just like an oma.''

''Become.''

Alira breaks her body on the sofa. Alira was about to sleep on the sofa, but her bad was big, fit for both of them, but Alira was afraid that Arya would not sleep comfortably if she slept there.

Tbc...

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