Wife Saving CEO Arogan

Wife Saving CEO Arogan
Do'a Sincere to Arka


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After Hendra told Arka everything, now Arka began to understand. He held back his anger, because in fact this was not Hendra's fault for hiding something bad about Renita from Arka. Although he did not justify it all, but Arka understood Hendra's feelings.


"But you shouldn't also hide the fact about Renita behind my back! I'm your best friend, Ndra! Do you really want destruction in my marriage?!" arka said spontaneously, he did not expect Hendra would hide the problem for so long.!


"Once again I'm sorry to you, Ka. I would've stressed to you, if I did it all because I didn't want the friendship we've had since we were kids, will be destroyed in vain just because of a slander that will be done by Reni, to us! I'm afraid the threat will be really done." Hendra replied honestly, he did not want to be too blamed in that case, he, although Hendra admitted he was wrong because he had hidden a big secret about Renita.


"As for you, I'm lazy to argue again. You get ready, we'll be home soon!" arka reply quickly, he did not want to linger in the city anymore. The city that bore witness to his first wife's mute wounds, her heart breaking into pieces for treason.


Hendra did not want to make Arka more angry and sad again, he finally agreed to what Arka said, "Alright, I will prepare. I went back to my room." Hendra replied paused, "What time are we going to take off, Ka?" hendra.


"Around 11 noon" said Arka quickly.


"okay.. I'll meet you here before eleven, and I'll get ready. But I beg of you not to be mad at me anymore huh, Ka!"


"Help..!" reply Arka with just one deheman.


For Hendra, it has become an answer, because according to him Arka's attitude is sometimes like that, cold and flat. Hendra stepped his foot out, he immediately headed into the room where he was staying. Hendra will take care of all his belongings.


After Hendra left, Arka also did the same thing, which was to clean up his belongings. After he finished sending Allen a notification, he asked Allen to pick him up at the airport.


📧 *Honey.. Tell udin sir to pick me up at the airport, but I ask you to come pick me up too!*


Without waiting for long, Arka got a notification reply from Allen. Eventually, Allen and he exchanged messages.


📩 *Yes, what time am I at the airport?*


📧*Let me tell you again. I haven't left either.*


📩*OK.. Be careful on the way, mom.! Adios..*


📧*Yes, honey...*


After Arka and Allen reply to each other, Arka puts her phone again on the nightstand. He took his wallet in his pocket, there still tucked a picture of himself with Renita hugging. Then Arka took the photo, unknowingly Arka cursed the innocent photo.


'Why do you have so much heart for me, Ren? I honestly admit my guilt, because I married Allen without your knowledge. Are you feeling as much pain as I do right now, Ren? But I didn't expect it to turn out that you had betrayed me before I married Allen. That means it is not me who first incised the wound, but you are the one who first incised it! But it is meaningless that I think of you, if only the people closest to me had not encouraged me to care for you, I would not have looked for you so far. Even what I have now is only a deep wound! maybe I should be grateful to have a friend like Hendra, because he's the one who made my heart's eyes wide open. So that I can clearly see the rot that you have done behind me!' Arka thought back to Renita who incised a wound to her that was so deep.


Until finally the wound he was silent in the heart for a while, Arka free to cry again. For him to let Renita go is the only way the best, he prayed in his heart that this was the best choice for him, he said, although Arka is self-conscious, there will be many hearts that are hurt because of the decision he has chosen.


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"This Arka's just there, he doesn't usually ask me to come and pick him up at the airport. What is it, huh? May all be well." muttered Allen softly, he grinned to himself imagining the handsome face of her husband.


He decided to call his mother, he wanted to pour out all the grievances he was feeling right now.


Tutt.tuutt..


📞"Hallo boy. What did you call mom? You're okay, right?" ask Maya worriedly.


📞"Hallo is also bun, Allen is fine. I just miss the same mother. That's why I decided to call mom."


📞"Oo.. So, kirain what's wrong? When are you going back to your mom's place?"


📞"Entah bun, mas Arka is now abroad, today will just go home."


📞"Hem.. When did your husband leave? Did he go to run a job?"


📞"It's been almost three days, bun. Not a bun job, but to look for the whereabouts of Renita's mba, but after he found her it seems like Arka mas, disappointed. Although Mas Arka hasn't told me yet, but my hunch says that Arka's mas isn't okay, bun."


📞"Maybe it's just your feeling times, son. You should think positively about your husband. As a wife you must also always pray for your husband, may he be in good condition. And so on, mom just reminds you, son."


📞"Yes bun, thank you very much for the advice, yes. Allen hang up the phone first, next time we connect again, greetings to dad yes, bun. Assallamu'alaikum's chat.."


📞"Yes son. I'll tell your father. Salam wa'alaikum.."


After she answered the greeting, Allen closed the call. Now her heart was a little calmer, even Allen was not so bad-minded anymore to her husband. Allen also prayed for the husband to always be in his protection, and always be steadfast in dealing with every problem that is being tested on him.


"May you be well, ma'am. My prayer is always with you, may you also be given fortitude in dealing with every problem that hits your life. I hope you can reduce your ego in front of Renita's mom, so that Reni would come back here with you again!" monologue Allen quietly.


"Allen.. What are you, son?" ask mommy from outside.


Allen was surprised why suddenly mommy was in the house, because as he remembered earlier mommy had left for the office. Allen opened the door to his room, and it turned out that mommy Ros was behind the door.


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Seriate...


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Happy reading..