Womb of Rebutant
Arta's anger

"Aaaarrrhgtt.. Shitdiamann!! You and the people in this house are not holy! You guys are the same as me! Goddamn bum!! Shitdarnn!!" it was Dilla who made Arta's blood boil that likened everyone in this house to her.

"Silence you are Dilla!! You've only been here for two days, you've made a scene!"

The deg!

The deg!

Dilla stared as she heard Arta's voice from the top of the stairs. Arta walked quickly down the stairs with her jaw tightening.

While Risma who had just regained consciousness immediately descended to the bottom. With his head still glistening he forced himself to go down in a state still dizzy.

He covered the edge of the wall to reach the stairs. While down there, Arta was staring at Dilla with a sinking gaze and a hardened jaw.

"Do you want Dilla?! You've only been here two days already! And what is this?! Why are your groceries so much like this?! If you want to make a splash, don't be at my house! Go home to your house!" arta shouted with a meninghi voice

Dilla was shocked. He closed his eyes to reduce the fear of Arta's new voice.

Risma who heard Arta's voice rising accelerated her pace. He could see Arta wanted to slap Dilla.

As fast as lightning Risma hugged Arta's body from behind until the body of the two staggered forward. It was fortunate that it did not fall because Arta was strong enough to hold the weight of both bodies.

Yanti who saw Risma was very pale was surprised instead of playing. He approached Risma, who was almost slumped down if not held by Arta and Yanti simultaneously.

"Ck. Dear.. You still have a fever.. How come down anyway? I'm going downstairs to make you some porridge. But not to mention my porridge so, my blood has gone up first! Living in a house with him can make me old quickly!" ketus Arta while carrying Risma to the living room that has a long sofa.

He's dumping Risma there. Risma smiled softly with her eyes closed. "Hunter Bang.. Haven't eaten since this morning." - Ogre Risma who made Arta's jaw tighten again.

He turned to Dilla who was still staring beside the stairs with glaring eyes at Arta and Risma.

"You seen Dilla?! Because of you, my Risma has a fever like this! Why do you always cause trouble?? During your presence in this house, there is never any calm. There is only pain when you see your face! What the hell do you want Dilla?!"

"Bao.. Hungry.." shrewdly Risma again.

Bik Iyem and Yanti who understood immediately ran into the kitchen. They swiftly cooked the porridge for Risma within fifteen minutes.

And for their dinner too. The two worked together to complete their cooking task.

Arta was still staring at Dilla with a face so angry. "If your business is done, you better get out of this house! I'm sick of seeing your face! Since your presence, my household and Risma jagi have been chaotic! I am enjoying our marriage, you come here and demand responsibility for me. What kind of responsibility is Miss Dilla?! You forgot the premarital terms you proposed? Huh?! Don't pretend you're Miss Dilla!"