Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 197 The Happy End 9
Arthur no longer asked Siti Jyria much. He also did not open the story that he is now the sister-in-law of the woman who had been hurt by Juria and Soleh before.
It's not Arthur's business anymore.
Actually, Arthur wants to be cruel by letting Juriah out of his house right now.
But given that time is too late and Juriah is just a woman in need of help, Arthur restrains his ego.
The tears of Juriah bore a silent witness to the remorse of the young woman.
Arthur finally returned to his room because the azan Isya had reverberated in the mosque in front of the gate of housing.
This time he did not want to invite his household assistants to pray congregational prayers including Jyria who was a guest. He just woke his wife and they prayed Isya together in the room.
After the prayer, Inayah and Arthur looked at Pupu in his room.
The boy was drawing alone in the room.
It was the routine of Arthur Pangestu's son almost every night after he finished studying.
He would rather be alone than want Arini to be with him.
The reason is because he is now five years older and must be independent, learn and sleep alone.
Arthur was happy, his biological son was reliable and did not bother himself also Inayah.
Even his young wife was increasingly fond of Pupu as if Pupu was his biological son.
Prayers with Arini.
He invited Arini to eat at the dining table near the dirty kitchen on the bottom floor.
"Mr and Madam? Still, is your job done?" ask him to Arini.
"They eat at the main dining table. There's Bi Menul on standby to take care of our meal - we're all here. My work is flexible, only until seven o'clock. If DenPu has entered the bedroom, rest, I am free. Start getting busy again at five o'clock. Wake up DenPu prayers and study in the morning, check the PR that was done last night. Then take a shower and have breakfast, continue to inter-school this handsome young master of the house."
"The work is good, the employer is good too. Glad." muttered Juria made Arini smile and nodded.
"I used to work as a two-year baby sitter taking care of a four-year-old child but it works nonstop. In the Karawaci area there, more sultans than this. But, it's very merki and judes once. His son must not cry, nor be hurt. Just make a little mistake, cut the pay."
"What's that, Ma'am?"
"The brand is stingy bin koret. You know koret? Yes above squared stingy. Hehe... Luckily, I only have a two-year contract. After Young Master was six years old, I did not continue the contract. Back to the foundation and can be the employer of Ibu Inayah and Mr. Arthur. Initially the difficulty because DenPu is not fluent in Indonesian. Must was wis wus wes wos use English. Alhamdulillah Bu Inayah took the DenPu lightning course and also diligently spoke Indonesian. Alhamdulillah now DenPu almost full speaking in Indonesian. Hehe..."
"Well, it turns out that hard work too huh, Mommy?"
"All work is hard. Especially in the beginning. Must be mentally prepared to face challenges. Thank God my master this time super duper is very good and simple. Mr. Arthur too despite being a bule, he's a very popular guy. Very much in love with his wife. So whatever Bu Inayah said, it must be said. Hehe... I was worried about Mr. Arthur forbidding you from sleeping here last night. Fortunately, Bu Inayah came and took care of it. You're really saved."
"Yes, Mother. Hehe... Alhamdulillahot. Thank you very much Ma'am. If there's no Ma'am, I don't know what else to do. Most sleep in the terminal, on the bus wait for tomorrow morning depart. Moreover, this capital is so cruel. I'm afraid, there are people doing evil in the terminal."
Arini rubbed the shoulders of Jyria.
After dinner they go back to their room.
Juriah admires Arthur's mansion which consists of two floors.
The homeowner's room is on the second floor while the housekeepers, chauffeurs and other workers sleep downstairs.
Juria gasp.
His eyes were round without blinking. A large golden figura frames a picture of the owner's large family.
"That's..." Excited Juria while pointing towards the photo.
"That's all his family Bu Inayah."
Juria swallowed her saliva.
His heart was beating very fast.
Thought glaring.
Amelia's beautiful face is clearly visible in the large picture of the family photo near the living room.
"That's.., Miss Amelia!" juria muttered with quivering lips and trembling body.
"Mbak Ju knew Amel's mother? He's Inayah's mother's eldest brother."
"Huhuh? What???"
Sontak limp knee of Juria.
Apparently, he was staying at his former honeymoon sister's house. Of course nervous restless his heart.
"Mother Amelia...His sister is Bu Inayah?"
"That's the baby she's carrying, who?"
"the child. Twin couple. Adam Eve's name. His son is beautiful and handsome like Bu Amelia and Mr. Lukman."
Syrians silent a thousand languages heard Arini speak.
His heart was mixed with no taste. Especially after finding out that Amelia already had two children at once.
His face was red, his eyes were hot. The Syrian held back as much as possible so as not to cry in front of Arini.
It turns out that Amelia's life is now very happy and happy.
Inversely with himself also Solehudin.
Very sad his heart.
That night Juria could not sleep even for a moment.
His mind brushed glaring far high in the clouds.
They used to have a pretty weird conflict.
Household conflicts that seem to be a struggle.
Juria reminisces about the face of Soleh, her ex-husband.
Soleh is actually also handsome. Maybe even if Soleh was as rich as Lukman, Soleh's makeup was much more glamorous than her husband Lukman Amelia now.
But, Soleh's fate is bad. Really bad. Even he who used to love Soleh so deeply fell and suffered the same fate.
Juriah was jealous to see Amelia's happiness.
Though Mbak Amel is just a graduate of SMP only. But his life line is great. Lucky fate. As for me, I am the SMK. More educated than him. My life also used to include the children of rich people in the village. Much different from him. But why would he have such a good fate? Even his good fortune is contagious with his sister. It is, Inayah the college boy. But.., the original woman of the village can marry a Westerner. Ck ck... Which shaman did they go to? Can I figure it out?
The jyrians turned their bodies.
The clock on Arini's nightstand shows at three in the morning.
The atmosphere was so silent because all the inhabitants were sleeping in a dream.
Juria got up and sat on the bed staring fixedly at Arini who was sleeping soundly.
Slowly he got out of bed.
Walk carefully so that Arini does not hear his movements.
Jyria opened the door slowly.
He exited the room and walked step by step keeping his foot from being heard.
Juriah curious.
He returned to the living room, looking closely at Amelia's face which had now drastically changed by one hundred and eighty degrees.
Amelia is not like Amelia whom Juriah used to know.
His face, makeup as well as his clothes, looked elegant and full of authority.
"If Mas Soleh saw you again, he would surely want to come back to you, Ma'am. Hmmm.." he murmured slowly.
Grep
Almost Juria jumped to find a hand patting her shoulder strongly.
"I'm suspicious, you're going to behave like this! Women don't know themselves! Helped even be like this!"
Juria widened her eyes. Arthur stood straight behind him.
"Pa_pak Arthur?!? I...,"
"Whatdoyouwant? Curious about your husband's ex-wife's life? Haven't been able to make it as hard as it used to be?"
Syria took a few steps back. Now he was cornered until his body stuck to the wall.
"Back to Sister Arini's room! Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the morning, I'll take you to the terminal myself and make sure you take the bus to your hometown!"
Juria nodded. He walked fast and half running. Leave Arthur still standing by.
"Maybe the woman was in love with Amelia's mother's life now. Hhh..."
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