Third Wife Paid Husband
Chapter 30

For women in any part of the world, discussing the issue of weight is something sensitive. 

The one who started first was Andrea herself. Aron just offered to buy a cake. People say, a bad mood will heal after eating sweet foods. So, is it good enough Aron's intention as a husband? But Andrea's reaction was unexpected.  

"If you don't want cake already. Why are you even angry? After all, you're beautiful, whatever your weight is, I still love it." 

"Ah, so you seduce me, because I'm pretty in your eyes? You're a typical guy who likes his face better than his heart, huh?" chirps Andrea. 

Jesus, yes, God! Why else with this woman? Whatever Aron said was a mistake. It was about the cake, now it's a physical problem. Aron did not discuss Andrea's physique at all. Even Aron tried to convince that his wife would still look fine even though her weight went up. However, Aron's efforts felt futile. 

"Yes already. Alright. I'm sorry about you." Finally Aron gave up. "If you don't want food, and cake. So what do you want from me?" ask Aron. 

"You—stop bothering me!" yates chuckled, then ended the call unilaterally. "Akhs! It's so annoying that guy. For a long time he was very chatty," Andrea grumbled. 

*** 

Aron pulled the square object from his ear away. The phone call ended just before Aron finished talking. 

"Oh, my God," Aron cried withholding his laughter. He was disappointed with Andrea's reaction. "So this is what it's like to be rejected by a woman?" 

Aron is used to being chased by many women. From various circles, nature, to any age. But only now did Aron feel that his name was rejected. And that woman was Andrea, his third wife. 

After getting a mouthwash, Andrea doesn't like men. If Andrea had not been entrusted with trust by her late mother, it would have been unlikely that Andrea would have made a pact with Aron. 

Andrea is a cold woman, not easily touched by her heart. Aron tries to approach Andrea by paying a lot of attention, but it seems that Aron's PR is too much to be able to penetrate the high walls built by Andrea. 

"Damn it," said Aron half grimaced. "Andrea was the first woman to change myself too much. To Leah, and Anie alone, I've never been this way." 

In just a matter of days, Aron too easily fell into Andrea's pesana. At first Aron was just curious women like Andrea could not really hate the adam. Confidently, Aron believes Andrea will fall into his arms.  

But again Aron did not succeed. His curiosity actually developed, becoming a feeling of liking to Andrea. The longer Aron let the feeling, the more aron's feelings get excited. 

"Norone ... Andrea ..." Aron smiled broadly every time he mentioned the name of his third wife. 

*** 

Leah was too desperate to rebel against Aron. Supposedly as Aron's first wife, Leah knows better and understands what a man is like— than Anie. But Leah is hard to tell. The last time Anie interrogated him, Leah was offended, until finally the atmosphere appeared a bit tense. Luckily Anie would rather give up than him and Leah had a fight. 

Leah clenched her one hand, grasping the square thing firmly. It was easy for the woman to get a phone recording between Aron and Andrea. Leah's heart became hot. Aron ... only heard from his voice, Leah realized that her husband was drunk in love with Andrea. 

"What's so special about that woman, Aron?" muttered Leah jengah. "Which side does Andrea have, until you forget about me and Anie here?" 

Anie told Leah not to do anything. But because women basically like to look for disease, Leah is one example. 

"Anie should know this. He can't keep relaxing!" Leah rushed out of her room. "If he keeps quiet as his principle. Then sooner or later, he or I will be banished by Aron!" 

"Anie! An!" leah shouted down the stairs in her house. 

"Leahs! I'm here" exclaimed Anie waving her hand downstairs. 

Leah accelerated her steps downwards. Anie was casually sipping tea in the afternoon while observing the fashion magazine she used to collect. 

"Anie, you gotta hear this!" Anie was a bit surprised, Leah suddenly thrust her phone in front of Anie's face. 

"You want me to listen to what the hell, Leah? Sit here with me. I'll pour you some tea" Anie asked. 

"No! This is not the time to enjoy tea." Leah pulled Anie's hand, placing a square object over Anie's palm. "Listen to yourself, and then I want to hear what you've made." 

"Huh?" Anie. She rubbed the back of her hair. 

*** 

"Bas on a liar man!" maki Andrea's. "Everywhere all men are the same!" 

Andrea was being overwhelmed by a feeling of annoyance, full of anger. How Andrea was not upset, if Aron did not come home—when the man claimed to be going home in the afternoon. But until the clock strikes a good afternoon, Aron doesn't show his nose. 

"I could starve to death like this!" Andrea decided to get out of bed. It's foolish for Aron to be angry with her. "Who is Aron? Our relationship is only a contract. Once I get what I want, I'll be free of that man!" 

Andrea stepped into the kitchen. Because all day Andrea did not touch the tools in the kitchen at all, the kitchen was clean. Andrea immediately grabbed a special pot of boiling noodles. 

"Where did Aron hide my instant noodles?!" peekkik Andrea's. He opened up the entire contents of the closet in the kitchen just to find his instant noodles. 

"It looks like he's going to starve me at home. Well, isn't this what it's called premeditated murder? What a shame for your son, Ma. I'll die at the hands of my own contract husband!" 

Andrea's tirade is now the first record for a woman to speak so long. Andrea was too upset with her husband. Aron himself promised, and Aron denied. 

"That's why I hate men" said Andrea. 

As a result, Andrea could not cook instant noodles because she could not find them. Aron must have deliberately hidden the food from Andrea. Who bought it, Andrea herself! 

"I'm really hungry right now! I just went outside to buy food. I can buy fried rice, or meatballs." Andrea doesn't care if Aron gets angry. Andrea doesn't care. Because of the agreement in the contract, "Nobody should interfere with each other's pleasure." 

Andrea took the wallet into her room. He went out of the house wearing only a pair of long-sleeved pajamas, not forgetting he brought money to pay for the food he was going to buy.