The Charm of Love Amartha
Wanna Talk
"Love?" amartha muttered as she saw Sinta coming to her desk.
"Can't!" exclamation Satya. Satya shook his head at Amartha, a sign that he would not allow Amartha to stand. He even held his wife's hand. Satya will not let his wife in danger because she is close to the demon woman.
"Please don't interfere! I won't say anything about him anyway" Sinta said when she saw Amartha's husband's reaction.
"Yes obviously I interfered because she's my wife! and I know what your nature is" said Satya coldly.
"No need to be lebay," said Sinta ketus.
"Gue wants to talk to you, right there..." Sinta pointed at an empty table. Amartha glanced at Satya, then looked back at Sinta.
"What do you want to say?" Amartha looked at Sinta who was with a big question mark on her head. What does he want to talk about? While it seemed like Amartha felt that there was no business with Sinta.
"Lo is not horrified? I want to talk to you there," said Sinta who made Satya furious, because the attitude of the woman is so arrogant.
"With your attitude like that people also males want nanggepin," chirped Satya who got the arm from Amartha signifies that Satya should not need to respond to Sinta.
"Sorry huh? my future wife is not polite," said Fendy suddenly. Fendy who saw Sinta walking quickly towards a table frowned. The man's mobile phone vibrated requiring him to pick it up first before chasing after Sinta.
"Sister Fendy?" amartha said in disbelief, Amartha looked at Fendy and Sinta alternately.
"Hi Amartha long time no see, sorry Sinta again, maybe he misses you, so want to talk for a while but if you don't want it okay, maybe next time," fendy said as she embraced Sinta's shoulder.
"Ih, what the hell, anyway?" Sinta let go of Fendy's hand as she glared at the man who was leisurely embracing the woman's shoulder again.
"If he wants to talk, say yes, but here" said Satya preceded Amartha.
"What are you talking about?" amartha said softly, she has separated from Kenan so there should be no more problems between them. Amartha was married to Satya.
"Mass?" Amartha asked Satya's consent to be able to talk briefly with Sinta.
"No! he could hurt you and our son. Sorry, Sweetheart. For this time I can't ngijinin you," Satya kekeuh not allow for Amartha to talk to humans like Sinta who can recklessly do anything that endangers lives. Satya did not want to be cheated. There is no guarantee Sinta will not hurt his wife, it could be that he holds a grudge on Amartha. Because Satya knows the relationship between Sinta and Amartha there is no word of peace.
"Sorry, Sin..."Amartha apologized.
"We're moving restaurants, baby! sorry to interrupt your time" said Fendy and intended to invite Sinta to leave the restaurant. However
"No need for us to be alone either, so we will leave here" Satya said, waving to the waiter to bring a food bill. After they finished paying for their food, Satya immediately invited Amartha to leave the restaurant.
While Sinta was staring at Amartha's back that was getting away, there was as much envy in her heart. Why does Amartha always get what she wants. Sinta actually just wanted to talk to Amartha no more. He also did not intend to harm his former best friend. He just wanted to talk, that simple.
Satya fitted a seat belt for his wife after they got into the car.
"Why can't I?" amartha asked her husband who was breathing slowly. Satya looked gently at Amartha and rubbed her head.
"Because I don't trust him. And I don't want anything to happen to you, to our child-to-be, we don't know what he's planning. It could be just an excuse so that he can harm you, honestly I do not believe the same rich model women," explained Satya who answered a small nod from Amartha.
"Love can do evil, and we must remain vigilant" Satya continued, trying to convince Amartha that he was only concerned about the safety of his son and wife.
"I hope you understand, and be more careful." Satya stroked his wife's cheek. But without Satya knowing, thanks to the presence of Sinta, Amartha forgot that in fact he was still angry with Satya. The woman replies to Satya with her sweet smile, though in her heart she is curious about what she wants to tell him.
"You know, don't you?" Satya stroked Amartha's cheek and kissed Amartha's head.
"Yes, Mas.." said Amartha briefly.
But before Satya spur the vehicle there is a call from Firlan, if Satya must immediately come to the office, because there is someone who wants to meet to discuss cooperation with his company.
"Yank? now we go to the office first is okay?" satya said as she turned off her phone.
"It's okay" said Amartha.
Amartha understood the busyness of her husband who had to go to the meeting room, after all, she only waited for about two hours in the very spacious room. The woman chose to sit on the sofa, leaning her back that felt sore.
Amartha is now very sleepy, especially with a full stomach. At first he was sitting on the couch playing a game on his phone, but the longer the sleepiness began to attack him and it was very difficult to open his eyes a little. The woman easily slept even with a sitting position like this.
Satya, who happened to be finished with her meeting, saw his wife sleeping peacefully.
"Why sleep in a sitting position like this, this makes our child uncomfortable in here" said Satya who began to lay his wife on the sofa.
The man stroked his wife's stomach slowly which felt tight. Satya turns on her desk, she begins to pick up one by one the documents on her desk, while occasionally seeing Amartha who is still fast asleep.
After a while Amartha woke up, she tried to sit down and turn on her phone but unfortunately it ran out of power. He stood up slowly, tidying his hair. The sound of a water tap was opened, maybe her husband was in the toilet.
For a moment he saw Satya's cell phone lying on the man's desk. And before long the phone rang displaying Ivanka's name. He just looked at the screen of the phone turning on, then dimmed back. Then came a chat from a new person a moment ago contacting her husband. Tears escaped when Amartha accidentally read the contents of the chat.
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