Young Wife For My Husband

Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 184 Step Arthur Handoko


"What do you want, Bianca? Are you not content to destroy my past? All your life single, is that me you want? You said love, honey, wanted me so much but it was all bulshiiit. Mere fake! After finally I was able to be freed from the shadow of you who so evilly lied to Me, you came back with your next falsehood! What do you want?!?"


Arthur yells at Bianca who ends up meeting at a suburban cafe.


Little Arthur cried in shock at the great Arthur's cry.


The heavy breathing that only Arthur could do at that time while Bianca tried to calm Arthur down.


"here, here! Your mama seems to be a rude woman who is not good at taking someone's heart including calming yourself!"


Arthur lifts up little Arthur's body.


Hold and hold it on the shoulder.


For quite a while, the four-year-old boy cried despite being uncontrollable. But finally Arthur was silent slowly...


"He's asleep!" bianca said in a raucous voice.


It seemed that the woman continued to cry for quite a long time. Even the look on his face was different from the last time Arthur saw it.


"You really have leukemia cancer?" asked Arthur in a flat voice.


"Why am I playing with disease?" Bianca asked back.


Both silent.


"I'm sorry, Archie. I used to lie to you often. Sorry..."


"That's it."


"Is your wife angry with you?"


"He is still young. But he's more mature than you. Compared to me too."


"You're lucky to get him."


"Of course!"


"Can I leave Arthur to him?"


"No! It's as if you're managing my life with Inayah!"


"Arthur is your son, Archie!"


"If that's true, I'd rather put it in the dorm. Let him live in a place where many of his friends are."


"So you're really gonna take care of Arthur, Arch?"


"Don't be a puck! Don't be so naive as to think I'm the old Arthur who always obeyed what you wanted!"


"It's not... If that's true, I'm calm now. I can go with my heart without fear anymore. There's you guarding our son."


"Stop saying our son!" arthur's jolt makes little Arthur wake up startled and cry again.


"Cup cup cup.. Don't cry! Boys should be strong, not whiny!"


Arthur patted Arthur's back gently. The boy calmed down and fell asleep again.


"He hasn't slept quietly for a few nights. I hope you're looking after Arthur like your own son!"


"Hey, hey! Where you going, you?"


"I have to go. Thank you for taking care of Arthur. In that duffel bag were all Arthur's documents. Good bye, Archie. May your marriage last forever."


"Curtain! Crazy woman!"


Bianca leaves Arthur and Arthur alone. Arthur himself did not hold the woman because it had been lost since there Inayah.


"Daddy..."


He remembered his wife who had run away, going from house to house of his sister.


Arthur took his phone with one hand still holding Arthur Pangestu.


Tia's personal number.


"Hallo's? Assalamualaik... Sister Tia? Is,"


...[.Salam waalaikum. Mas, you're looking for Inayah huh? Ja. He's right here. Why isn't he here? Even on a gojek? Oiya, he just went to college. What are you guys up with? No storm? Halaaah, that's normal. His name is household, that is. Precisely the storms add to household harmony. Sudaah, don't think about it! Hehe.]...


"Yes, Mother. Ma'am..., what...., Reyhan is home? Reyhan... Which school, Ma'am? There's a dorm too? Can a four-year-old attend boarding school?"


...[.Huh uh? Reyhan's? Reyhan's off today. I also went up to class. It's at home, not in the dorm. Four years old? That's school age seven and up, Mom! Who for? Whose son? The artist Mas Arthur?]...


"For... Ma'am, Reyhan is home? Can I leave my friend's son to Ma'am and Reyhan? Can ya?"


...[.Yeah, that's fine, koq. Coincidentally I also took a break because today we are off holiday at the restaurant. Today's the application Ma'am Yu'. Just bring it here, Mom]...


"Thank you very much, Sister. I'm being helped!"


Arthur breathed a sigh of relief.


It didn't take long, Arthur had already arrived at Tia's residence while carrying the little Arthur who had woken up from his short sleep.



At Tia's house, Arthur had a little conversation with his sister-in-law.


"Hi, O God, his face! What's your name, handsome boy?"


Tia tries to interact with Arthur but the boy does not react.


"What..he doesn't speak Indonesian?" guess Arthur's starting to freak out.


"Hey boy, what's your name?"


"Aturr, Dad!"


"O my Gosh! You can't speak Indonesian?!"


The boy nodded slowly with a frightened face.


"Papa?!? Hehehe, if only you would quickly have children. It would be cool to be called Papa Mama ya Mas! Oiya, Inayah knows that her friend Mas's son was entrusted while the same Mas?"


"Know. But he doesn't know that this fast. Her mother is going to go abroad for treatment. So, uh,..."


"Meat him sick? Hhh... May it heal soon. And then his real Papa?"


Of course Arthur was heartbroken.


"His father was dead when he was born."


"What I'm surprised about is that it's called, Mom! Hehehe. His name was Arthur Pangestu. And Pangestu's name is Indonesian, right?"


"The first Indonesian-Dutch breeder was born and lived in San Francisco. We were childhood friends first. Then she married a Native American. Have two daughters, one boy. The woman was taken care of by her late husband's family. The man, this Arthur."


"Hm, so it seems. Waduhh, really pe'er yes I'm the same Reyhan should talk English boso, Mas! Hehe... Yo wes while studying yeah, Rey. hehehe..."


Arthur smiled. Little Arthur is seen playing with Reyhan, his seven-year-old only son Tia and Alif and a first-class elementary school elementary school in a boarding school not far from Amelia and Lukman's restaurant.


"Aturds,"


"Yes, Papa?"


"Papa has to go to work. Don't be naughty, right? And you have to obey Aunt Tia's words! Okay?"


"*Yes, when Papa comes home and picks me up?"


"Later in the evening*."


"OK."


The boy seemed to have gotten used to playing by himself without the guidance of the closest people. Little Arthur regained his composure after conversing with Arthur in English.


Tia and Reyhan look at the faces of adult Arthur and little Arthur alternately.


"Why do the average Caucasian have similar facial lines? You guys, seen from any direction are very similar. Hehe..."


Red on Arthur Handoko's face.


"Sir, I am currently busy for the premiere of my latest film in Bali. The Young Wife for My Husband. I'm sorry, if I'm troubling Ms. Tia."


"Don't hesitate, I'm happy koq. Reyhan was happy too, so there was a friend of his. Than he keeps playing games. School holidays are only in the room, in front of the laptop playing games. No other activities. There's Aturr, Reyhan's more cheerful."


"It looks like I'll be leaving Aturr on Ma'am long enough until my movie promo is over."


"Ga what koq. Coincidentally, Reyhan was on vacation for almost three weeks. They can play together. Reyhan is happy, it feels like he has a sister. He began to often whine for his sister. There's Aturr making Reyhan forget. Surely mas Alif will also be happy there is a new member in this house for some time."


"Thank you, Ma'am! I'm saying yes? Oiya, for Aturr's snacks I'll transfer to your account number!"


"Geez, don't do it too, Mom! Just chill. Aturr is still a boy too. Surely the stain is not too big."


"Be careful, Ma'am. Hehe... Assalamualaikum!"


"Greetings waalaikum..."


Arthur is calm, he can go to work without bearing the burden of the mind about Arthur Pangestu.


But one thing he forgot.


Arthur forgets to tell Inayah, his wife about Arthur who is now with him and is being entrusted to Tia.


He was still in college as usual. Enter the campus every day because it is only semester one before the second semester increase exam. Inayah is also busy studying at the Rain City campus. While Arthur is also busy working at headquarters, in the Capital.


The busyness of both can make the distance that stretches wider. Moreover, lack of communication at the beginning of the household that is still full of question marks and not yet familiar with each other.


Step Arthur Handoko who impressed sat set without compromise with Inayah could be a stumbling block in their new household as long as the corn.


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