So Wife?
Chapter ~ 25

Danika was taking food in the refrigerator, just now she was happy to see an apple and wanted to bite her immediately, but not so because she suddenly felt goosebumps.

Danika rubbed her nape. "What's wrong? Are there ghosts here?"

"Hey, you!"

Danika's eyes widened, she was familiar with the voice that called out to her. Her cynical smile just rose from her lips.

'I deserve to have goosebumps. Turns out there's a ghost in the form of Zakia, uh, Ms. Zakia. Call Ma'am to be more polite, right?'

Danika turned around and immediately bit her apple while looking at Zakia who had a lion-like face that was about to pounce on Danika.

"You, Ma'am?" Danika approached and extended her apple before Zakia. Zakia angrily brushed off the apple until it fell to the floor.

"What do you want, huh?"

Danika stared for a moment at her apple and turned her gaze to Zakia and smiled cynically. "I don't want anything, Ma'am. I just wanted to eat an apple. But Mommy dropped my apple."

"Don't be rude you're the same as me, huh? What have you done with my husband, huh?"

Danika grimaced and scratched her nape. "Kok Mbak from earlier hah-hah kept 'clean talk? What is Zakia Budeg, huh?" Danika then giggles by covering her mouth with her hands.

Zakia was getting blood up, she pulled Danika's hand and slightly gripped her firmly. "You hear me, huh?"

"Yes, I heard!"

Not to mention Zakia continued his talk, Danika had even cut. It was very desirable for him to strangle this woman in front of him.

"Be aware that you dare to do more with my Husband!"

Danika casually and smiling smirk released the grip of Zakia that had no taste for her. "Make more how the hell does that mean, Ma'am? After all, if we do that it's appropriate, right? We've been husband and wife, that's legal again."

Zakia clenched her hands. He then pointed at Danika's face. "I won't let you take my husband"

Danika has a chest. "Ralat, Ma'am. Our husband!"

Zakia was at a loss for words against this strange person who was almost the same as her in-laws.

"Mbak don't be afraid. I won't take Mas Arsenio. But I'll make sure he comes to me later." Danika confidently looked at Zakia while smiling obliquely.

Zakia's chest is rumbling. He left Danika with a feeling so angry. Seemed from the stomping of his feet while walking.

"Don't be too strong to knock his leg off, Ma'am. I will be able to earthquake the mountain! Mole again! Haha."

Danika was a little screaming. And it was successful in stopping Zakia's move, but only for a little while. After Zakia could no longer see the trunk of her nose, Danika sighed.

"Well, so tired!" Danika thought for a moment. "Did they fight, huh? Haha, Mama's all right! Where did Zakia go, huh? I think he's headed for the exit, huh! How am I curious, huh?"

Danika immediately went towards the exit. He stood behind the curtain and peeked. There was Zakia standing there with a man beside her. But there was something else that Danika asked.

Danika frowned to notice what the man was doing to Zakia who was busy typing something on her phone.

'Who is that guy? Is he Zakia's driver? But if he's just a driver, why so much look at Mbakia?'

Shortly after, Zakia got in the car with the man. Of course the man was the driver. The car just drove away from the grounds of this mansion.

"What are you doing here?"

The baritone voice shocked Danika. Danika's shoulders were so shocked. And even more surprising is that the owner of the voice is now pulling his hand out of the place stalking him.

Instantly Danika's eyes widened and sparkled into a unity when she knew her hand was touched by Arsenio.

"What are you doing, huh? Busy and curious about my wife?" arsenio said without letting go of her hand. I don't know whether he's not.

"E, uh, uh. They start to hold me, right! Wanna grab the others, too, Mom?" Danika blinked her eyes flirtatiously.

Arsenio flinched and turned to her hand. He immediately released his hand which was holding Danika's hand. "Hiii, who wants to hold you?"

Danika looked up. His hand touched his chin, pretentious to think so. "But it was holding me, you know. Looks like Mas did want to do that just like me, hihi."

Arsenio's left lower eye immediately twitched. He stared at the creature in front of him. Arsenio ruffled waist. "What do you really want, Danika? You know, my wife and I got into a fight over something as trivial and absurd as that!"

"I don't want anything, Mom. I was just vomiting because I drank coffee. I also didn't know that you were all suddenly in that room." Danika lowered her voice as she spoke, How come, Arsenio is her husband. He has to respect. Hormaaat, move!

Arsenio sighed. She pulled her hair back. It was not out of Danika's eyes. Danika's eyes automatically rounded seeing the beautiful scenery in front of her. Even the scene of Arsenio restoring her hair was like a slow motion in her eyes. Stay added romantic instruments will be more steady like it.

Arsenio was suddenly surprised to see Danika looking at him so strangely. "Why do you worry about me like that?"

Danika grunts. "Seeing your own husband can't be, Mas?"

Arsenio back to back in waist. "The next time you worry about me, I'll cut your pay!"

"What's? It's good to do that to me? If it's cut, my salary will run out!"

Arsenio looked at Danika sharply. "It's none of my business!"

Arsenio left immediately. He was lazy to deal with that woman named Danika Aroma Melati. He could still hear the grunts from Danika that felt strange in his ears.

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Arsenio threw herself in bed. He was so tired when facing Zakia that if it had sulked more than a child. Arsenio used her hands as the base of her head, her eyes staring at the ceiling of the room.

"Luckily, I gave him some pocket money. Where he's going tonight. At most he would gather with his social friends. Hah, it's better than her scolding me is unclear. My earache! I'm not wrong in this."

Arsenio groped, she was really already sleepy. He closed his eyes to sleep. Suddenly he opened his eyes. Arsenio tried to tilt to the right and to the left. But again he could not sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, a shadow when he reflexively pulled Danika's hand was dancing in his eye fertilizer.

"Ah, fuck! Why would I even imagine such a useless thing?"

Arsenio got up and threw a pillow in any direction. He rubbed his face in frustration. Not being able to sleep is really stressful. Arsenio stood up and walked towards the toilet. There he washed his face in the sink. Then Arsenio looked in the mirror.

"Do I have to read the verse of the chair so that the shadow of Danika can be lost?"

Is Arsenio able to sleep without Danika's shadow anymore?

'Am I a ghost? What if the recited verse chair is immediately lost?' ~Danika.

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