So Wife?
Chapter ~ 39

Arsenio returned to the room. He glanced briefly at Zakia who was still asleep, then stepped his feet towards the sofa. Arsenio propped up her chin with her hands resting on the edge of the sofa. Every now and then the handsome man sighed while looking at Zakia.

There was a feeling of uneasiness and also unease at this moment that Arsenio felt. But when Danika's face and smile were reflected, the disturbing emotions slowly faded away. Arsenio smiled and rubbed her face.

Arsenio had never felt anything like this before. And Zakia, too, he did not feel it. Tuh, right! Why is he being weird?

In Zakia back then, there was only a feeling of awe and liking. Because his wife was in addition to his school-age friends, also a hardworking woman who so fascinated him. But for some reason it was different, as she stared and watched Danika closely. There was a flirtatious thump in his heart.

Arsenio smiled again. 'It's weird! Why is it that with Zakia I've never been like this? I love Zakia, but if it were only with love, would it all feel so bland? I sometimes feel that way during a household with Zakia.

But with Danika, I wasn't even close to her, but when I saw her face and smile, it was like there were flowers growing and blooming in my heart. Uh! Did I open my heart to her?'

Can't Arsenio be denied anymore. Actually there is a plus in Danika, but there is nothing in Zakia, namely affection for Mama. It makes Arsenio more convinced that he is actually in love with Danika.

'I'm not wrong to approach him, am I? She is my rightful wife anyway. Geez! Why is my heart beating like this? Is my heart in trouble too? But what about Zakia? Ah, anyway I was just approaching Danika. I'm not gonna hurt Zakia.'

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Danika has arrived at the office. He felt proud of himself who had managed to quell the word too late in the dictionary of his life. Sometimes he wants to give himself a gift, with a massage in the salon Adul, for example, wkwk.

Danika reached into her bag and picked up the lunch box that Bik Sarinem always provided every morning.

Danika opened the lid and started scooping the fried rice plus the onion's iris-sliced omelet. Nyam, nyam, steady and delicious. This fried rice really spoils Danika's tongue.

"Duh, Bik Sarinem is really smart to cook! I'm so envious!"

While eating his provisions, Danika so remembered the incident this morning when accidentally met with Arsenio.

'So this morning Mas Arsenio was my dream, right? Does he smile at me too? If it's a dream, it's impossible! Because since living in the mansion, I have never again eaten stale food, wkwk. About Mas Arsenio why, huh?

Does he like me? Amboi, amboi! Ah, time is so fast? He loves her very much, after all, Zakia. We also rarely interact and communicate, so it feels impossible! Is it okay for his brain to shift a little to the right? Hem.'

Danika's phone ringing. Danika was forced to stop eating and immediately picked up the phone that turned out to be from Adul.

"Hello!"

"Nika, I'm a little late coming. Or maybe I can't come to the office!"

"Well, what's the matter, Dul?"

"Gue has important business! Lo please handle all the work, huh? If I can, I'll come!"

Danika grunts sebal. "Dul, you can't do that! Not very professional to be the Secretary Mr. Arsenio! I was alone together..."

"Good morning," said Arsenio who was standing in the doorway.

His sweet smile adorns the increasingly seen face, the more handsome and feel like taking home.

Danika spontaneously rose from her seat. His phone also fell because he was so surprised by what happened. What was not good, his phone fell right on his leg. Duh! Makkai! Danika grimaced for a moment.

'Is that my husband? Is that really Mas Arsenio? Why is he smiling so much at me? How did I get so tired and want to faint?'

Arsenio smiled again seeing the shock on Danika's face. That's natural anyway! Because all this time he never acted like this to her.

Arsenio then went inside. All that did not escape the eyes of Danika. He looked up and his eyes did not blink, even when Arsenio was sitting in his seat of power.

Arsenio smiled and shook her head looking at Danika just dumbstruck in her place. Arsenio glanced at the box of supplies that still contained it.

"You were eating, huh?"

Danika immediately realized. "I.yes, Sir."

Arsenio raised her eyebrows next to. "Master? Am I not your husband? Adul isn't here anyway, is he? So don't hesitate to call me Mas."

Pork! That afa? Not that yesterday Arsenio did not want to be called Mas, huh? If he doesn't forget. It's just getting weird. This is getting more and more bizarre.

Danika scratched her head. "Yes, Mas. He was allowed to have interests he said."

"Yes already. You continue to eat you. I'll see the employee report today."

Arsenio then picked up the tab from inside her bag and started checking each report.

Danika opened her eyes and nodded.

Danika sat down again, but to continue eating, she felt she was no longer tasteful. With fear Danika stole the lyrics on Arsenio, how to know Arsenio did shift a little bit of his brain. And jeng jeng jeng, when Danika started to direct her eyes, it turns out that Arsenio also did the same thing.

And be them stare. Eaaaac! The difference now, Arsenio immediately smiled sweetly at Danika, not raising a cynical gaze like that time.

"Egh, Danika?"

Danika stood up. "Yes, Mas?"

"I need coffee."

"Good, Mas."

Danika immediately went to the pantry, then made coffee for Arsenio. Suddenly Danika remembered Reni. He's been on leave for a week. She said her grandmother was very critical in the village. He also had to go back to his mother's hometown.

When finished, Danika put the coffee on the tray. Along the way to her husband's room, she always thought.

Sometimes there is a sense of relief in the heart if the Husband has started to accept himself. Is this the answer to his prayers? What good has he done, huh? Is that why God answered his prayer? Hah, stop! Why did he think of that.

"Please, Mom." Danika put coffee with heart-hat on the table.

"Thank you" Arsenio said with a smile.

'Whataa? Hobaaa? That's Mas Arsenio saying thank you just now isn't it me? How do I feel short of breath? Why would I want to talk? Amboys! Just yesterday was like I wish Mas Arsenio would say thanks to me? And now it's come true? If I hope to do the first night with Mas Arsenio, tonight will be a reality, right? Wuaha.'

Arsenio lifted the cup and took a sip of the second wife's coffee. Arsenio recalled something, during her marriage to Zakia, Zakia never once made herself coffee.

Arsenio. Danika so pounding, do not-don't the coffee is less tasty anymore.

'I feel like I put sugar instead of salt. After all, why is there salt in the office? To ward off goib creatures?'

"What's up, Mom? Is the coffee bad?"

"Try me! I think it feels a little less." Arsenio shifted her cup slightly forward.

Danika. "Huh? What's?"

"Try it." Arsenio shifted her cup again to get closer to Danika.

Danika nodded. "I.iya, Mas." 'If Mas Arsenio drinks again from my former drink, if he faints, I have no responsibility, huh?'

Danika sipped a bit of that delicious coffee on her tongue. "Hem, good coffee, Mas."

"Ah, really?" Arsenio stood up, then grabbed the cup still held by Danika and immediately sipped it. "hem, so good coffee."

Danika's eyes were wide. Why do strange things keep happening today? Did her husband break his habits?

'That's my old cup of nozzles! Why did Mas Arsenio even say good after hitting my lips? The coffee was delicious from the beginning. Huwaaa.'

Arsenio smiled and then raised a glimpse of her cup like a gesture to make a toast to Danika.

"Thank you for making the coffee so good."

Danika smiled clumsyly. It seems like he can no longer breathe properly seeing Arsenio's smile and all manner of behavior. And before long his eyes began to twitch. Braaaaac! Danika fainted instantly.

The afa? I fainted? How did I not realize I was fainting? Not yet koid right me? Don't koid dulauu! I haven't fumbled yet with Mas Arseniooooo! Nooooo!

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