The Bride Successor CEO Arogan
Chapter 16

Compact Wening and Arka turned to each other to the source of the voice, where the adult man was standing not far from where Wening was sitting. Looked at the girl.

"Sir Seno? We're talking again Kak, happened to meet here," said Arka feel awkward.

The man did not respond, staring coldly at the two. To make Arka feel like she has to go from there because she feels bad.

"I'm going in first, right? It's late, have a good rest!" said the man nodded with a smile.

Wening smiled back, sweet enough to make Seno want to pick him up for a moment. With her husband alone has never been so sweet, why with the new Arka familiar immediately.

"Ganjen, did you deliberately join, so deketin my sister? No need to be crazy!" the man was angry.

"If so why? Unfortunately Arka is more interesting than Om," replied Wening emotionally. Passing from there left the speechless Seno with his wife's answer.

"God! Bocil really nantangin? So far there has never even been a single type of PMS human who rejects its charm. What a fuck to you, Ning. You're in trouble!" the man muttered full of grudges.

He followed his wife into the room. When the girl came into the bathroom, the man waited impatiently. Want to immediately give a message so that his little wife knows more about where he currently stands. From which he was lived and educated.

"Astaghfiullah! Should I wait for the front door? Why don't you just go into the bathroom," said the girl full of solutions.

Nantangin really? Not afraid of what, if I really say it!

"You're too confident, Ning! Don't try to tease me, you little prick!"

"Remain sure, you're not tempted? Well, I like Om's style, because I'm not interested in om-om either. Haha."

Spa!

Anxious Seno nudged his wife's eel to cause heat.

"Jeez .. This one makes girls not respect. I'm mengeselin, nyebelin, uh even KDRT. What a shame my fate!" wening mendrama. Swiping his forehead slowly.

"Aren't you afraid to go out with me? You know on this bed things can happen unexpectedly."

"What should I worry about. We have no mutual interest. I don't like it, and vice versa. So, there's no need for anything to worry about" the girl replied.

Unfortunately sometimes a drug beats reason. Even without love can do that, maybe Wening is not so familiar with this.

Facing her arrogant husband always makes a dispute between the two. The girl felt disturbed and unsettled. Although living in a luxurious house, with existing facilities. The girl was not happy in the least. Suddenly he so missed the atmosphere of the village that always reconcile. To live simply, he felt happy.

His heart felt bitter when he missed his father and mother. Lately difficult to contact, Rara also seemed to disappear swallowed by the earth. Without any meaningful news, make Wening like himself.

How are they doing in the village? What about Rara's pregnancy. How about being bullied and being bullied for getting pregnant out of wedlock? Truly Wening had to find the depraved man and drag him to account. Gegara that person, Rara's sister is pregnant, and she must replace until married without love.

"Why? Just realized? Don't cry, you crybaby!" ejek Seno when he found Wening silent. Secretly Seno was very satisfied to see his little wife was a nelangsa.

Wening can still withstand the abuse, but sometimes becomes very fragile when feeling alone. Too much of what he sacrificed, his beautiful teenage years full of joy even had to be deprived of the title of wife status that was never even considered and appreciated.

"Tomorrow I will go home" the girl looked seriously at her husband.

Instantly Seno laughed without hearing the words of the girl who was quite frontal.

"Have feet, right? Got a brain, too, knowing it's supposed to be home! Don't wait until tomorrow, why not now!" the man sounded challenging.

Congolese, sick, a piece of meat called heart aches to hear that. If only the time was not night, Wening certainly said that hour as well. Common sense still dominates, and does not want to be silly. The girl held herself back to stay in the room.

Choosing to sleep brings his own wounds. Close his body with a blanket.

"For the blankets!" Seno pulled roughly from his body.

"Jeez .. so good! I can't ask for it!" namel Wening woke up again after previously feeling heavy to find his drowsiness. The girl pulled the blanket back and did not want to lose. It was a fierce pull.