My wife's a fraud
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The smell of cooking poured out throughout the room, making Arki wake up. For a while he blinked while sitting on the bed, gathering the still scattered consciousness. He got up from there, picked up the t-shirt lying just like that on the floor and put it on.

Nothing happened last night. At least for Gita. Arki still maintains his sanity not to attack his still-ill-ill wife. After all, they have not consulted with doctors to get the green light so that fun activities can be done.

Only Arki enjoyed the moment last night. For a long time he had not let go of his long-sleeping desire. A little touch and help from his wife was enough to make it fresher. He doesn't need to mess around again for the next few days.

Arki out of the room. Now his heart felt warm looking at the scene he saw from the kitchen. Not the tall figure of a gondrong or the bespectacled man with the sour face he saw this time. Except Gita. A beautiful woman was busy preparing breakfast for him.

This is what Arki always wanted to see every morning, all his life. Arki's warm embrace on his wife's petite body. He dipped the nape smoothly with a child's hair that decomposed from the braid. Gita felt shocked and amused at once. But not protesting it.

“I actually want you to rest a lot. But I miss your cooking,” whispered Arki in the niche of Gita's neck.

The deep and heavy voice after waking up made Gita smile. In his heart he cursed himself for thinking no-no. Arki sounds really sexy when he talks. Can she think of her own husband?

“I'm fine. After a week yesterday I slept until his ass pegel,” Gita replied.

“Then do you want me to massage his ass?”

“Arch! Don't start early! I'm cooking again!”

“It is precisely what I like to start early in the morning. Let it be the spirit of the day,” Goda Arki then peeked Gita.

Gita throws down the arms of Arki who is struggling spoiled on her body. He is busy making breakfast. Didn't want to take care of her husband's kiss early in the morning. Besides, Arki had a little satisfaction last night.

“You won't be working after this?” ask Gita suddenly. Seeing Arki so casually sitting around at the dinner table and looking like unemployed.

“Hmm?” Arki tilted his head somewhat confused. “Why?” continued.

“You ... won't work anymore? Want to stay at home?” asked Gita again sat for a moment with Arki who still seemed to not care.

“You're afraid I'm so unemployed continue to be poor?” arki said calmly. “If I am poor you still love me not?” continue while smiling.

“I just don't like irresponsible men, who don't care about family and slackers.” Gita put the food she cooked earlier on the dinner table. Then sit down and join Arki there.

“You think I like that?”

“Don't know. But if you become lazy to work because you already feel rich. I'm going to be sprained with you. You see I don't like spoiled men who don't try and just live off the wealth of their parents.”

Arki chuckles. “I do not feel spoiled life and benefit my parents' wealth, especially from Aryan money. Mom funded and raised me alone without Arya's help. Although every month Arya does give money to me anyway. But the money is used more for Aditya. I tried to make it my own way to achieve a career like this. Although it must be admitted, sometimes I use the name Wibisana to smooth the road,” said Arki explained.

The Gita does not reply. He just stared at the food in front of him. It's not his intention to accuse Arki of being spoiled or lazy. Since long ago Gita knew Arki is a competent figure who is very professional in work.

It just feels foreign to see it so relaxed as it is now. Especially for a week yesterday he was like without any burden accompanying him. Throughout his life, Gita always thought, if he had to work to get the safety and comfort of life. He does not want his partner to underestimate financial problems just because they come from a wealthy family.

“I'm two months in charge of Arya in the company. But yesterday I submitted my resignation with the board of directors. Adrian will replace me there. So until the end of this month I'm still working. Should have. But again Adrian who has solved my work problems. So I can relax. There's an ambitious sister, why not take advantage, right?” arki said relax. “Quietly, I will look for work, let's not count unemployment with neighbors,” he continued while chuckling.

“I don't mean to say you're like unemployed.”

“Nothing. I really understand. It would be very boring if most of them are at home, do not meet people and do not work. But for you, I won't allow work until our child enters school age. No bargaining!” arki warned.

“I've heard a glimpse of Adrian from Luna. But never met. She's also another sister to Aditya's kayak mother? How come our wedding they both didn't come?” tanya Gita switched the conversation.

“The three of us are not so close at all. He said Aditya was drunk until morning so he didn't come to our wedding and Adrian didn't invite me. Oh yeah, I'll be a little unlucky I want to make sure you go.”

At about 10 a.m., they were ready and entered the car to leave. Arki early this morning has told a glimpse of their visit now. An uncomfortable feeling now reached Gita's heart.

When he arrived at his destination and looked at the white door in front of him, Gita was increasingly worried. Bad memories swirling in his head made him nervous instantly. But the Gita is unlikely to let Arki continue to avoid this encounter. What he did was very wrong. All their problems must be resolved immediately.

Arki opened the door. There was a man lying weakly in his bed. I do not know since when the man looked so old, with pale wrinkled skin and gray hair that is increasingly fertile on the head. He stared pushyly at those who had just appeared on the doorstep.

A woman looked shocked and quickly rushed to hug Gita. Ela cried while showering him with questions and asking him the news. Longing rumbled for a moment as they hugged each other.

“Yeah seneng you finally want to come,” said Arya sound weak.

Arki just muttered and sat down on the bedside chair. Staring at his elderly father was eaten by age. Not how many weeks ago it still looked handsome and young.

Doctors said his father had problems with his heart. But his healthy lifestyle made him avoid the severe disease for longer. However, the fadiness of his three children made the disease recur suddenly with a severity that was apparently quite alarming.

“Daddy would like to apologize to you and Gita,” he said without making small talk.

“Me and Gita are sorry dad. Don't set up and max out something for me or anyone else anymore. Stop acting like the truest person in the world,” replied Arki.

Arya chuckles. “Daddy already has no energy to set up anything. Now it's your turn to self-organize your own lives. It should have been like that long ago.”

“Now focus is on healing. I also want to apologize for doing this so far.”

Arya extended her hand to Gita who was still standing some distance away from her. Gita hesitated. Although he finally welcomed the helping hand until he stood close to the side of the bed.

“Adrian says Basuki mukulin you to the hospital. Even though it's off-command, I want to apologize to you. Arkian really loves you, no one can win if he is so stubborn. You live a peaceful and harmonious life now. I don't want to disturb Arkian's choice. He knows better who he deserves.”

Gita smiled and nodded. Not expecting the arrogant man who called it inappropriate because it was not from a rich family, now softened his heart as well. Maybe the actions of his three children become a reminder not to do arbitrarily to others. Gita was delighted to have been accepted by her father-in-law.

“But why would Basuki really molest Gita without Mas Arya's orders?” ask Ela wonder.

“Basuki was fired by dad for touching her girl. He thought that by eliminating the pregnant Gita, it could be a way to be trusted again with the father. You see, the father who used to definitely not want a grandson that Gita conceived, right?” answer Arki.

Ela and Arya fell silent, looking at each other for a moment. Then turned his gaze to Gita. Their expressions looked shocked then turned bright.

“Gita's pregnant? How come no one says the same mom?” said Ela looked very pleased.

“Involuntary. Let me not kidnap Gita first make nginep same mother. You know I still miss—AAW!”

Ela lands a slap on Arki's back. He made his son complain of pain.

“Mom doesn't like to kidnap people! Your father likes it that way!”