So Wife?
Chapter ~ 41

In the middle of the journey there is only silence, between the two men of different sex. Danika did not know what to talk about.

Likewise with Arsenio who feels awkward if together like this with Danika.

Sometimes Arsenio glanced at Danika who seemed to be busy staring out the window rather than looking at her. Arsenio imagined when she turned her head, then Danika was also looking at him with a smile.

'Try shadowin, ah!'

Arsenio smiled, then she turned to Danika. Her smile instantly disappeared when Danika looked at him like a freak. Eyes bulging, nose blooming, then grinning anyway, where his teeth are all black again.

After that Danika even laughed like a madman. Nick. Hiiii, it's not a madman, but a kuntilmamak, uh kuntilanak.

Arsenio shook her head to end this very creepy shadow show.

"Come on." Arsenio shuddered in horror as she rubbed her face violently.

Danika turned her head and looked at her strange husband who suddenly acted up, yes you know.

'Indeed the brain slide of Mas Arsenio!'

"Mas, why?"

Arsenio turned her head, thankfully Danika smiled even faintly, but still visible in Arsenio's eyes. Arsenio breathed a sigh of relief, as Danika was still with her usual face, not looking like she had been waiting for.

Arsenio smiled looking at Danika. "I'm fine."

Danika gawked for a moment. He again felt strange and confused. Then after waking up to his pelonga-boys, he then straightened his gaze back to the front. He did not want to linger looking at Arsenio.

'Mas Arsenio is indeed kumat.'

When their car stops due to a red light, Danika's eyes accidentally see a man walking on the road divider, right next to their car.

The man looks so shabby. With a hat already hollow, which he wears to slightly protect his head from the heat that has begun to come.

The man was carrying a little girl on his back. Next to her, the Wife walks in her Husband's steps. Sometimes the Husband's wife laughs at the babble of her son.

Danika's eyes could not be seen the beautiful scenery. He remembered that his father had carried him like that, and his mother walked alongside them. They also laughed together.

Danika's eyes warmed, before long the tears began to fall without being prevented again. Arsenio who often stole the lyrics on Danika furrowed her eyebrows.

'And why? Is she crying?'

"Anda."

Danika was aghast, then immediately wiped away her tears. He looked and smiled. "Yes, Mas?"

Arsenio looked at Danika worriedly. "You crying?"

Danika smiled softly. "Egh, just shed a tear, Mas. No crying."

Arsenic ilfil. "That's crying his name. What was? Why are you crying all of a sudden, hem?"

Hearing Arsenio's soft words, Danika's eyes returned to tears. He looked down and wiped his tears again.

"Nika, I'm fine with you, loh. I'm just asking, I didn't mean to make you cry."

"Yes, Mas. I know, really."

The red light has changed with the green light. Arsenio drove her car. And passed by the man who was with his son and wife earlier.

"Mas, see them?" Danika shifted her body slightly back so that Arsenio could see what she was showing.

"The father who was carrying the child?"

Danika nodded. "Yes. Um, I remember being held in the same car as Dad, and Mom walking next to us, while occasionally tickling my back. Um, I miss them, Mom."

Danika looked down again and sobbed small. Arsenio was back and forth between staring at Danika and the road, so out of focus. He then pulled the car over.

Arsenio looked at his second wife's pity. I don't know why his heart is sad. Seeing Danika who was a child has been left by her parents. If the cause of Danika's father died, he doesn't know. But if his mother, Arsenio, knew. Because his mother's heart was attached to his mother's chest.

'Haaaa, pity you, Danika. I can imagine the difficulty of living without both parents. And stupidly I hated you from the beginning. I should have accepted you and loved you.'

"Anda."

"If you want to cry, cry."

Danika could no longer speak. He then cried. But crying properly, not frenzied until the shock, down, then roll around. Wkwk.

Because from a long time ago she had been booked by the Big Brother into a strong and resilient woman. Although not really strong. Because he is just an ordinary human being who can sometimes be fragile without being ruled.

After weeping, Danika wanted to wipe away her tears, but her activities stopped because Arsenio held out a handkerchief to her.

Danika looked at the maroon-colored handkerchief and then looked at Arsenio who was smiling again. Danika's heart is pounding.

'Fix! I have a heartache!'

It feels like I'm not used to it yet so see a handsome person who incidentally is his own husband smiling as he. Auwu.

Danika took the handkerchief and wiped her tears. "Thank you, Mom."

Danika wanted to return the handkerchief, but was immediately prevented by Arsenio.

"You keep it first. Any idea there's something else that makes you cry again later."

Arsenio then drove back to the car.

Danika turned her lips. 'Uuhh, tell me if Mas is disgusted because I have been used. Anyway I did not swallow it until it got snot, really. My husband!'

But Danika remained obedient, she stuffed the handkerchief into her bag. Again, they were just quiet. If Arsenio is silent, it's natural that he's driving again. Lah, this Danika who even looks agitated like a caterpillar.

Arsenio so have an idea so that Danika eliminate her sadness. He also remembered the desire of his mother who wanted to eat jengkol.

"Nika, let's go to the supermarket for a second, shall we?"

"Yes, Mum."

Arsenio turned her car into a supermarket. After turning off the engine, they both went down. Danika wondered, but there was a sense of happiness that stuck in her heart.

'Wooh, I'm taught shopping, woi! It looks like a real Husband Wife, yes. Aseek. Amboys!'

"What are we going to do, Mom?" tanya Danika approached Arsenio who took the trolley and pushed her closer to Danika.

Not to forget he took out a black eyeglass from behind his suit pocket and put it on.

Danika scratches the temple. 'Mas Arsenio intentions to shop what would you like a fashion show anyway? But the levels of his fondness add up, woi! I'm getting more and more on you, Mas.'

"Don't Mama want to eat jengkol, huh?"

"Huh? What's?" Danika instantly glared. 'Kok Mas Arsenio can know Mama wants to eat jengkol?'

Arsenio. He was immediately misbehaved because he was almost found to have peeked at Danika and Mama.

Arsenio raised both eyebrows. "What?" he said he pretended not to know.

"Kok Mas can know Mama again want to eat jengkol? Mama told me the same thing. I want to go to the market later this afternoon."

Arsenio scratched his nape. "Maybe it's me and Mama one heart."

Danika pursed her lips and nodded. "Yes already. Come, Mas. Better also if immediately purchased, to quickly cooked the same Mina."

"okay."

Arsenio turned the trolley and walked while pushing it. Leaving Danika a few steps behind him.

While Danika who walked behind Arsenio, back and forth holding her thumping chest. Danika also did not know, that the handsome man in front of her also felt the same way.

Legs, deg, deg, dundrang, dundrang. About how it sounds. If it's tuuuut, it's the wind. Wind from the stomach. No need to live this breath of air if suddenly the sound of that shahdu. Address could faint. Ala Mak oi's.

'There is one way to make a woman fall in love, which is to make her smile and laugh. But it feels like I have not been able and cannot, because when he smiles or laughs, it is precisely me who is increasingly in love. I think I've really fallen in love.' ~Arsenio.

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