Regrets of Husband and In-Law
Chapters. 18

Sari does not accept Arsila's accusation. "Lying Mas, he himself who misuh misuh unclear, why Sari who became the victim?" He nodded by cutting his lips.

Arfa just smiled, he saw his three children sleeping soundly one sleep on his lap so no problem really kasian two sleeping on the floor.

"Why do kids sleep on the floor?" Ask.

"Where do I know, it was on a robot play that Rio did sleep here with me" replied Arsila.

Arfa walked up to her two children, in the elus of her head and said. "Ray, Riko, wake up, why sleep here?" Ray blinked his eyes Riko just squirmed and slept again.

"Why can you fall asleep?" Connect with Arfa again.

"We overslept because we listened to fairy tales that Mama read to us" Ray said, yawning occasionally.

"Yes, we've come home, '" he asked Ray to shake his head.

"We want to be here. Papa's coming home, or we're sleeping here."

Arfa frowned, the attitude of his three children sometimes make himself overwhelmed facing them in the explanation is also difficult may have long not get the love of a mother.

"Two more weeks we can just bob here, same Mama, isn't it Ma?"

Arfa's question makes Arsila stare confused what the purpose of his words? With two weeks to go? Arsila's mind wanders in search of answers to Arfa's questions. 'Am I the same Arfa married? Duh. Not yet true he said but my heart ngereog gini, beat the shocks of nature.' Arsila's heart cheered happily.

"Duh? The rest is halal, and want to jap jeep jja aja the jendes." Sari's chirps made Arsila stare intently at her.

Sari who got that kind of look, she hid behind Arfa's back.

"Mas, beware that her husband must be the same as a female tiger, so must be able to tame it." Whisper Sari, Arfa just chuckles at Sari's babble.

"What Markonah, by the way. Watch out for the ugly ugly me, no." Arsila clenched her hands as her fingernails turned white, Sari responded with a mocking smile by sticking out her tongue.

"Ar, kids sleep here, we go to the boutique."

"What to do to the store."

"Yes, would you like a Jubaidah bridal suit fitting? Ih. Not very sensitive." Sari growled with her lips.

"Ferguso knows." Arsila's Ceplosnya.

"True Sari said, my son entrusted here so that the mother and father would take care."

"You alone are the one who is the weepy, sari knows better than I am your future wife," he judges by turning his face away.

"How do you know? And you're here yourself?" Said Arfa trying to persuade his future wife who sulked.

"Ih. A little bit cranky." His clutter again makes Arsila nervous.

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Now the lovers are already in the boutique, "Fa, this is the boutique?" Ask Arsila.

"Yes, why is it not good?"

Arsila shook her head. "A good delay, so be surprised. What exactly is your job."

Arfa just smiled without heeding her question.

'Nyebelin really, if it's halal I hug the kiss deh," my great-grandson with a smile.

"Fa, asked the future wife is not answered anyway."

Arfa halted her steps and turned around so that their faces almost collided feeling warm exhaled breathing down her face, Arsila closed her eyes enjoying the seductive masculine scent of Arfa.

"Thinking what, hayo." Arfa nosed Arsila's nose.

"What the hell." His eagle was ashamed to admit that he was fascinated by her.

A pair of eyes watching their affection makes someone jealous.

Who her?

Especially if not Rangga, Arsila's ex.

"Ar, so quickly did you turn your back on me, there's no love left for me?" his mind with glass there is a deep regret if I do not waste himself maybe today I will be happy with him. Rice has become porridge is unlikely to return intact.

Seeing the intimacy they sumbar make Rangga's heart sick, if the world can be turned again then he will promise to be a good husband and responsibility. On the other hand there is a heart that is hurt while the two people who are drunk in love are so happy not to think about things that are not important.