My Mate is Delayed
22. Plant Whipped?

Arga who was still wearing a bathrobe in his body came out of the bathroom in the room that had finished from his bath. Her eyes were fixed on Tasha who was asleep on the sofa under the bed curled up.

He walked to the place where Tasha was sleeping and bent her bones and bowed her right in front of Tasha. His heart seemed to have no heart to see Tasha sleeping like this just wearing a sofa pad on his head. He was guided to move it like the incident in the helicopter earlier, if taken to the bed will make a misunderstanding again.

"Yes have enjoyed your sleep Mrs Arga" while smiling Arga left Tasha there and moved away to a seat outside her room that still uses a bathrobe wrapped around her body. Exactly shows the atmosphere of the ocean that is already at dusk, with the reddened sky reflecting its rays into the sea water and the afternoon breeze blowing through the skin.

Arga really enjoyed his vacation this time, because for too long he had not enjoyed his day off. Before the father died, Arga already had his own company built after completing his studies in LA . With the help of the support of the father who taught him a lot about the business he managed, Arga successfully became a young businessman at that time he was very young.

During a call on the air in the open room, Arga who still enjoyed the ocean took the flat object that he had brought and placed on the table beside him.

"Yes ma, what's wrong?"

"Tasha where is Arga, is she okay with you"

"My mom's son or her. Why I'm not being asked for news"

"Not many stories. You're too old to notice Arga"

"Hemm, did you want to talk to her, but now she's sleeping"

"No, she must be exhausted after taking off your honeymoon. Yes already mama will not interfere with your planting process again, just send greetings to your favorite daughter-in-law Arga, take care of her as well as possible" Arga furrowed his forehead immediately put the phone he had grasped back onto the table.

"Fatigue ? Honeymoon's ? Grow crops ?" Arga had already taken his temples and was dizzy thinking about the words of the mother, which was in fact nothing happened between the two of them.

"There are no plants that want to be cultivated ma, here there are fish jumping and mermaids swimming"

After Arga forgot everything that stuck in his mind for the words of the mother. Arga who is still in his seat increasingly enjoy the time that has gone into the night with food that has been delivered by the lodging resort waiters. The air that has penetrated into the skin further adds to its comfort. The night lights that illuminate the resort also add to the beauty of the resort at night.

As the night progressed, Tasha, who had been feeling well from her sleep, woke up. He began to squint his eyes because of the blinding light of his newly awakened light and flick his body on the sofa.

Tasha who had been feeling sultry because ever since she arrived, had yet to cleanse her body. He who wanted to take a bath began to rise from his sleep and previously he also searched for Arga's whereabouts. After their wedding, Tasha is haunted if Arga suddenly attacks her and is ready to prey on her.

"What a dirty thought I am" he put aside his eel that began to imagine bad things that still felt strange and had never happened to him.

Tasha started to get off the sofa under the bed, and approached the suitcase that the workers had been carrying in the resort when they arrived.

Tasha who had been crouching began to open her suitcase which was right next to Arga's suitcase.

"What is this thing" Tasha who felt amused over the lingerie clothes also shook her shoulders. The clothes that Tasha had prepared in her suitcase had already been sabotaged by her mother before their departure. Tasha was frustrated to see the clothes she was carrying had changed shape.

"Is this the wrong suitcase. It's definitely not mine" Tasha's eyes were already teary-eyed wanting to cry. Who was still crouching is now sitting on the floor and dismantling all the contents of the suitcase. But Tasha didn't find any clothes she could wear tonight.

"Why is it all in women's clothing j***g. What's changed in the helicopter. But where possible, there's only me and the passengers"

"I wear what clothes tonight, here is also a small island just for resort lodging, where there may be boutiques or clothing stores around here" Tasha's clean white face has now turned flushed, blushed, her turmoil and panic had radiated.

"Don't the old man change the contents of my suitcase" Tasha's face has been firm and rose from its place and wants to find Arga's presence. Just a few steps away, suddenly his steps stopped like getting a whisper that would be frightening.

"If I asked her about it, she would definitely reverse the fact that I was going to tease her" Tasha already growled.

"Om very restless anyway you" Tasha grumbled and undo his intention to meet Arga.

The time has shown at 7pm. Arga who had felt his body needed rest to lie down went inside. He saw that Tasha who was still sleeping on the sofa began to approach.

"This is a child who is dead, yes, do not wake up until this hour" he said who was approaching.

Tasha who had already sensed the air of Arga that was starting to get close to her, started to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep.

"Hey the rancid boy, get up. You don't see what time it is?" Arga shook the body of Tasha who was still hugging her body.

Tasha started to open her eyes looking at Arga. Tasha started putting on a sad face to ask Arga for help.

"Om" Tasha gradually rose from her sleep and chose to sit on the sofa she was sleeping on.

"Om I can ask for help?"

Arga just stared at Tasha without answering her who would intend to lay her body down. But Tasha held back her steps that had already pulled her arm like flowing Arga blood that touched Tasha and asked her for help, but Arga shook Tasha's hand and continued his intention to rest.

An hour has passed Arga is already in his dream and Tasha has just come out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe in his body.

Tasha's main goal is to direct her manic to a black suitcase belonging to a man who is in one room with her, Arga.

"If you Mr. Arga can't help me, maybe with this you will be able to help him" Tasha's cynical smile emanated after staring at an object.