MY ARROGANT HUSBAND
44: trust&honesty!

...Author point of view....

Angga pushed the pavilion door quite roughly, he opened one room at a time there, to look for Cindy who seemed lost in the swallow of the earth. The maids no one dared to speak, no matter the head of the maid who had just spoken.

“It looks like Cindy ran away sir, so she is not here.” said Aunt Jie, who is Cindy's adoptive mother herself. Angga clenched his hands, he turned around and immediately shouted.

“How can he go?!” angga's jolt was sharp, so sharp it could make Aunt Jie flinch at a glance.

“Just this morning, I told him to buy house necessities with Mang Ujang. But it turns out that until now, he has not come as well.” Aunt Jie replied anxiously, she lowered her face deep, the wrinkles around her eyes getting more and more visible.

Angga sizzled sultry, he immediately passed by without saying goodbye first. All who witnessed it immediately lowered their heads, after the departure of Angga could not be seen, the maids just gathered.

“How can Cindy do this Aunty? You know Cindy is not a bad boy and hang out freely.” said Athika, as a member of the park.

“It is precisely that, which must be feared! Quietly even washed away.” Saut Gigi looked indifferent and did not care about this incident.

“Huss, however he is our friend!” bela Maddona looked dislikeful, Auntie Jie yelled in annoyance, she did not know that her foster child could act like this.

“Shut! This is not an easy thing. If until Father and Mother are angry, we will be depleted!” aunt Jie snapped full of a deep sense of vexation.

Finally the gossiping maids were silent according, they had whispered again, when after Aunt Jie entered her room, with a dizzy head that hurt.

“Cindy oh Cindy, there's nothing I have but you here. Why don't you listen to Mother's word to forget Mr. Angga! He is very angry now.”, Aunt Jie said softly in her mind.

He glanced at a photo of Cindy's childhood, when he had just adopted the child from an orphanage. Cindy who is quiet, polite, and full of tenderness, always helped her in everything she did.

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Angga opened the door of his room, just the sound of a door squeak was heard, Aleaa just sensitized and hit the body of Angga with his body. Angga hugged Aleaa's waist tightly, Aleaa's face puffy and flushed red, making Angga sure that Aleaa had finished crying.

“Abang!” aleaa said quickly, she hugged Angga tightly. Real tight. Angga returned his embrace full of gentleness, Aleaa's face looked up, he clasped both of Angga's jaws.

“Akhh.” Ringis Angga feels pain. Reflexively of course Aleaa backed off. How surprised he was to see a bruise on the jaw of the husband.

It wasn't very real, but Aleaa could still see it. “Abang why? Who did this brother?!” aleaa asked in shock.

Angga held Aleaa's hand that wanted to take her to the bed, he turned around first to lock the door. Aleaa held back her cries again, inexplicably seeing the tired face of her husband made her feel full.

“Tell Leaa brother, who did thisi.” Aleaa whine, Angga shook his head lightly, he brought Aleaa to sit on the bed.

“Not what dear, just a small wound.” replied Angga trying to calm his wife. But instead of being calm, Aleaa even sobbed.

“Leaa will treat brother's wounds, brother should just stay here. Leaa please brother, do not lock Leaa again in the room.” Aleaa decreed, Angga held her chest tight.

His wife blames herself for what she didn't do. Angga did not expect that Aleaa would show such a reaction. It was obvious the facial strokes of worry, worry, and sobbing that Aleaa could endure as much as possible.

Aleaa returned from a special room with a box of medicine, approached Angga, and sat down next to her husband.

“Did that brother scream? You should be able to control your emotions, Leaa does not want to see a brother like this again.” Aleaa said in the form of a light grunt.

Angga did not hiss in pain or grimace anymore. He was busy looking at his wife's beautiful natural face. “No need to worry Leaa, a fight like this is a natural thing.” said Angga again trying to calm down.

Aleaa shook her head firmly, “No brother. There is no proper dispute between father and son. No.” press Aleaa, balk at Angga's remarks just now.

Unable to bear the romantic gesture Aleaa showed, Angga cupped Aleaa's hands together with his. Then he found their lips until they followed each other. Aleaa replied, then she clung her hands to Angga's neck. While Angga's hands hugged his wife's back tightly. Their bodies are attached to each other, and are interlocked.

Whether this was indeed Angga's feeling or not, he felt that Aleaa was crying again. He could feel a drop of the tear falling on his cheek that was sticking with Aleaa's cheek.

“Why are you crying again Leaa? Brother is already here.” said Angga while rubbing his wife's soft cheeks. Aleaa shook her head, she kept smiling and held her round eyes open.

“Leaa does not want brother distress because of the existence of Leaa.. That's just brother. Leaa was afraid that her brother would change his heart. Leaa belun get a place in this house.” said Aleaa vibrate.

Angga shook his head firmly, “Your place is here dear. Papa, Mama, Grandma, everyone thinks you exist. When you are forcefully married by brother. Never say anything like that again Aleaa.” said Angga fierce, warning his wife not to say anything.

Aleaa nodded lethargicly, at the end she again drooped limp over Angga's chest, giving each other support and spirit through their body movements. Angga hugged Aleaa, he rubbed his wife's hair mane. Aleaa's face leaned against Angga's arm.

“Abang has to be honest with Leaa, whether it will make Aleaa like it, or not. Because Leaa is a brother's wife, a wife who loves abaang.” said Aleaa spirit.

Angga held his breath that seemed to be choked, he was like he was stuck with Aleaa's words just now. It felt like he wanted to tell the truth, but he did not, given the condition of Aleaa who was pregnant.

“Leaa should also continue to believe in brother. Never eat anyone's words.” said Angga like whispering.

But unfortunately Aleaa fell asleep first, before successfully listening to what her husband said.

...Author point of view....