So Wife?
Chapter ~ 18

Arsenio was getting frustrated. He did not expect that Zakia was already angry and sulking more than a child. Breathe out, he tried again to persuade the idol.

Arsenio squatted down and stroked Zakia's hair. "Dear, listen to me,"

Zakia turned his head and glared at Arsenio. "What else do you want to talk about, huh? Not enough you and your mama to hurt me?"

Zakia beat Arsenio's chest with a look, it can see, if it can not see not on target, wkwk. Arsenio let her chest be beaten, but it hurt for a long time too. Arsenio caught Zakia's hand and immediately pulled her into his arms.

"Zakia, I love you so much. I married that girl because of a promise made by Mama."

Arsenio later recounted the beginning of her marriage to Danika. From the beginning, Zakia was tired of hearing it.

'Lacking! All this has to do with her crazy mother! Huh! I'm so stupid! Why don't I just poison him a long time ago!'

Though Zakia himself was already suing Arsenio, but somehow when Arsenio was married again like this, there was a feeling of unwillingness to be rejected. Arsenio was her rightful husband.

When Arsenio felt that Zakia had calmed down, she invited Zakia to sit on the bed. Arsenio looked again at Zakia's beautiful and smooth face because she was diligent in doing the treatment. He smothered Zakia's face with his hands.

"Take it this is just a storm in our marriage, Zakia. You know the storm will pass soon. My marriage to Danika was only temporary. I'll choose the right time to divorce her."

Zakia's eyes sparkled at Arsenio's words. "really that? But you really promise not to like her! Especially to sleep with him!" Zakia pouted as she crossed her chest, making Arsenio anxious.

Arsenio approached and kissed Zakia's forehead. "I promise, baby. Anyway I wouldn't do that to him. I just love you. Just you."

Arsenio drew closer and began to tilt her head to kiss Zakia's lips. The next scene happened. After being satisfied to do what Arsenio wanted to do, she fell asleep instantly.

Zakia looked at her husband's face. "If I'm double, my love is still with you, Arsen. I don't want you to be owned by someone else. What told you to marry again was your own mother. I'll make the calculations later on for him." Zakia lowered her head slightly and stroked Arsenio's face. "You don't get mad, do you?"

After speaking like that, he laughed wickedly. "Well, my job is growing. Now I have to exterminate 2 people. Huh! So annoying!" His eyebrows rose next to exactly the antagonist role in the television.

Zakia was suddenly hungry, she then immediately put on her clothes and went downstairs. He'll have the waiter cook something for him. But his arrival reached the kitchen, his eyes darting and his eyebrows rising next door as he saw his honey was busy eating apples on the kitchen table. It feels like Zakia is tired of 'welcoming' the honey. He turned around to leave, but..

"Mak Zakia."

Zakia turned to look at her sweet smiling honey at him.

Danika approached Zakia. "Sir, a. I'd like to apologize."

Again Zakia's eyebrows were raised next to each other. "I'm sorry for taking my husband?"

Danika. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. It wasn't my intention to take Zakia's mother's husband. Maybe it's our destiny to be a match."

Danika smiled sincerely. From the bedroom after waking up, he always thought well of Zakia. Anyway, she's a wife now. Yes even though somehow wife who later.

Danika was so shocked to hear Zakia's words. Is all that true? How does his heart feel pain, huh?

"What's? Wh why? Surprised? What a pity you are my mad brother! Married only to be hurt!" Zakia stepped forward and nudged Danika on purpose. "Have gone there! I want to eat! I don't want any parasites that will make my appetite go away!"

Zakia continued to step up to call the maid, while Danika was still glued to where she was standing. I don't feel her tears just shed. Danika closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath before leaving from there.

'Basic Zakia ghost! Kuntilanak! Vampire Mak! Wandering! Huh, why am I sad? I must be strong! Must strong!'

When she reached her room and opened the door, her eyes suddenly glanced at her husband's room. The door of the room opened a little. Danika cringes.

'What the hell did Gerandong forget to close the door?'

Suddenly Danika's heart was tingled to peek at what her husband's room was like. Krieek, that door Danika opened slowly. He circulated his gaze to every inch of that room, and deg! His eyes fell on the handsome man who was sleeping soundly covered in blankets to the chest.

Somehow Danika's mind started to look far away, her eyes were busy looking for something under the bed. And sure enough, Arsenio's clothes were already scattered there. Huh! Danika sighed.

No wind no rain, Danika's eyes were on Arsenio's body covered with blankets. He chuckles.

'Buset! Why are my eyes suddenly itching like this? A peek-peek is okay times, huh? He is my husband. Halal, eaaak. Nick.'

Danika walked slowly towards the bed. Carefully he pulled the blanket over. Slow down, until something hairy looks there. Danika closed her eyes and dropped the blanket. With her eyes closed Danika hurriedly came out of Arsenio's room, and dug! His head hit the door frame.

"Ish, you brash!" Danika hit the frame many times with annoyance. Before Arsenio woke up, Danika immediately fled to her room, closed the door and locked it.

Danika's chest is pounding. He is like a thief who is afraid of being caught by the stolen. At first he chuckled to himself with his actions peeking at Arsenio's precious assets. Yes, although not all he peeked at, anyway. But suddenly his kekeh was gone just like that and became de-sahan sad Danika.

Danika glanced at the door that had her balcony. He immediately opened the door and stood there. The night wind that hit his face. Danika closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them again to look at the buildings that stood upright from that distance.

"Haaah, should Mas Arsenio spend her time with me. This is our first night as husband and wife. Why is there a sense of disappointment in this heart to see Mas Arsenio instead choose to spend the night with his other wife? Is it true what Mbakia said, if Mas Arsenio hates me? But judging from the ketusnya he spoke, yes, deh! Stupid terribly! I will try to be a good wife whether she accepts it or not. I'll try until I'm tired myself. Oh, this is my fate! Just be grateful."

Danika's tears are coming down again. Irritatedly he wiped away those tears with his sacred words.

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