Third Wife Paid Husband
Chapter 32

Andrea smelled a fragrant scent in her room. The pair of young woman's eyes opened slowly, staring at her bedroom decor carefully. The big bed contained only himself, his body still wrapped in a thick blanket that he had to share with Aron last night. 

Both Andrea's hands were stretched out. His little lips moved as he yawned. "It smells so good. I'm so hungry" murmured Andrea holding her stomach. 

Andrea recalled back with her fried rice last night. Because of the actions of Aron, Andrea was forced to let the food still remains a lot. 

Slowly Andrea changed her position to sit in the middle of the bed. Andrea's long hair was broken apart, dangling downwards. Andrea wanted to run to the kitchen to fill the stomach first instead of taking a shower. 

"Morning, dear," said Aron thrusting his head into the crack of the door. 

"Stop calling me that idiot! Or I'll throw you with a pillow and bolster!" threaten Andrea's upset. 

Aron laughed amusedly. He pushed the door of his room wider, his hand holding a tray—containing food and a glass of water. 

"You must be starving now. I know, because last night I drained you of energy," Aron chirped shamelessly. 

"You can be quiet, no? I'm sick of hearing those ludicrous words of yours" said Andrea.   

The fragrance comes from the food that Aron carries smelled closer and clearer. Andrea glanced at the food on the plate, she hated the moment when she was hungry, but she had the prestige of eating the food brought by Aron. 

"There's no shame. I purposely cooked you a good meal. Think of it instead of your fried rice last night." Aron put his tray on his wife's thigh. "Come, eat. I'll make sure you're excited again after this." 

Andrea grunting. It was a fool even though the food was made by Aron. He is more concerned with his stomach that has sounded since. 

Without saying much, Andrea looked greedily chewing her food. Aron shook his head with a faint smile seeing Andrea so greedy. He thought Andrea wouldn't want to eat the dishes he made this morning. But Aron was grateful, because Andrea seemed to like him. 

"Originally you know yes. I ate the food you made, because I was hungry!" yates gave me an alibi. 

"But it tastes good, right?" 

"Lumayan" answered Andrea. Aron endured his chastity. 

Aron's focus falls on Andrea's dangling hair about the woman's shoulder. Aron then moved from the edge of the bed, opening the drawers one by one looking for a hair tie. 

After getting the thing he was looking for, Aron crawled up onto the bed, sitting behind Andrea right. 

Andrea almost regurgitated her food. Aron's presence behind him made Andrea unable to move, her body as if it was locked. 

"Eat quietly." Aron knows Andrea is sculpting. "I'm just helping you tie your hair. That's it," said Aron softly. 

"Mm," murmured Andrea in reply. 

In Andrea's heart murmured, "Why Aron didn't get out of bed immediately, anyway!" 

Andrea was uncomfortable. More like threatened by the presence of Aron. Plus, Andrea had not had time to wear her clothes. Andrea's plain body was wrapped in a blanket. It could have been at any time the blanket he was wearing sagged down. 

Aron got out of bed. "I'll do the dishes in the kitchen. When you're done eating, you just put it on the table, yeah." 

"Yes." Yeah." That was just a short answer from Andrea. 

*** 

"Tumben once you called me. What's the matter, Aron?" Anie is shocked by a phone call from Aron. 

Anie raised her eyebrows. "You called Leah? Last night?" anie asked in disbelief. 

"Yes, right." Aron then added, "Is he busy?" 

"No." Anie shakes. "But it was dawn, Leah admitted she wasn't feeling well. He looked pale when I saw him in his room." 

"Oh, huh? Really true?" sahut Aron's. "alright. Too bad I can't talk to Leah. Then say my regards to Leah. I hope he stays healthy until we meet face to face." 

Anie looked confused. Aron's words sounded quite ambiguous. "Do you intend to go home, Aron?" 

"Mm, that's it." Anie smiled sumringah. "Maybe not anytime soon. But I'll be home soon after my business is done." 

"Good! I'll wait for you to come home" exclaimed Anie excitedly. 

The phone call ended after Aron finished talking. Meanwhile near Anie's room door, Leah hears Anie talking on the phone. But Leah doesn't know that the call came from Aron's number, their husband. 

"Anie, who do you want to talk to in the room?" Leah appeared with a pale face from the fever. 

"Come in, Leah," Anie replied to Leah. "Just called me. Aron. He's looking for you. But Aron said you didn't pick up the phone from him. That's right, huh? Tumben once you didn't tell me," snorted Anie disappointed. 

Leah's face turned pale. His lips tightly shut. Sontak Leah stepped back as if she wanted to run away. 

"It looks like Aron is going back to Kalimantan. But I don't know when," Anie's cerocos. "Ah, yes! He also left me a greeting for you ..." 

"What ... said Aron, Anie?" great-grandson Leah was scared. 

"He's praying for your recovery, Leah. He wants to make sure you stay healthy until Aron returns to Borneo" Anie replied honestly. 

Anie did not realize that Aron's first wife was trembling in fear. The message that Aron left to Anie, like a threat to him. 

"Leah, your face is getting pale. Shouldn't we get a doctor to check on you? I'm afraid you're hurting something" Anie said. 

"no need. I just want to go to sleep" replied Leah. 

*** 

Leah could not sit quietly. Eating was not good, Leah was actually suppressed by fear, a feeling of alert, making Leah half hallucinated Aron would do something bad to her. 

"I know everything, Leah! How dare you send a spy to me? You don't want to breathe the air around you anymore?" 

Last night, Aron threatened him. Somehow Leah's man was caught by Aron. Leah was trembling of course. Because of Aron's threat, Leah eventually fell ill. 

Leah gasped in shock just because of the ringing sound of her phone. Leah was half scared when she was going to check her phone screen to see who was calling. Leah was on guard if it was from Aron. Leah's guess was wrong. Apparently the one who called himself was Leah's parents. 

With a trembling hand, Leah shifted her phone screen, receiving the call. "Hello, Mom?" greet Leah held her somewhat trembling voice. 

"Hi, Honey! Mommy's son, how are you? Mommy hasn't talked to you in a long time, Leah" Leah's mother said. 

"Okay, Mom," replied Leah. 

"Thank God, Leah. Oh yeah, Mommy just wanted to let you know. Mommy will return to Indonesia next week. Mommy wants to see you, Leah. Mommy is missing. You can pick up Mommy, right?"