Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 198 Fighting With A Vicious Woman
"You're gonna take Juriah to the terminal, Mas? You alone?"
Of course Inayah was surprised to hear Arthur express his intention to drive Juriah this early.
"Yes, Honey. All roads. I happen to have a little job at the office. So rather than Mr. Tofik who deliver and interfere with his work to deliver Pupu school and bi Menul to the market, I better be alone. All the way."
Inayah smiled widely.
Her husband is cold and sniffling on many women out there. Even though colleagues especially those who just know as late as. But his heart was actually as soft as snow.
Inayah often asked Arthur about the coldness of Arthur's attitude to women whom he did not respect even though they were good women.
He said, "You know, right? The woman quickly falls in love and often misrepresents the goodness of men. If given the heart, women usually lightly ask for the heart."
"Hahaha. ah this Mas, overdo it! Then, why can I get your heart? I'm a girl too!"
"You're different. Your family is different. Especially Mia Mia. You are.. is the drop of Goddess khayangan."
"Hahaha.is, my! Womb!"
"You're jutek. Mama Amel too. Mak Mia too. You don't like to use men to get what you want. Though could. And such a rare attitude and trait is an attitude of nature that all men crave. Lukman also agreed. It is very difficult to conquer Amel. As difficult as I am to conquer your heart and also Mak. Hehe... That's why, I'm so grateful to be able to get your wife."
Inayah smiled shyly making Arthur anxious with his behavior and...
Cup.
A sweet kiss landed on his forehead. A small but special gift to Inayah from Arthur.
"Ish, shame on Mas. It's in the kitchen, not in the room. Seen by others is not good!"
"Lha? This is our home kitchen, not the kitchen of the restaurant, Madam Amel let alone the kitchen of the house."
"Damor..."
The two laughed while embracing each other.
Secretly Juriah who was told to bi Menul deliver juice to Inayah noticed the friendly chatter of the two and turned back, down to the bottom floor.
They're so sweet. Love each other. Mr. Arthur's words, too, were so tenderly appreciative of his young wife. Ck. Lucky that smelly young girl. What...do Inayah and Amelia have pellet stacking huh? Where do they put it until their partner falls in love with them? Hm...
"Why was the juice brought back again?" tanya bi Menul who told Juriah to drive him upstairs and put him on the dining table.
"Shame, Bi. The Master and Madam were already sitting at the dining table. They're making out."
"Hehehe... Do you want to show your face when they are together? I was early too. But getting here is common. They are a nearly perfect couple. Iri sometimes see their affection. Hehe..."
Syria silence. In the heart say the word spontaneity Menul.
He was envious and wanted as much as the two sisters in terms of getting love.
Pensive jyria. Remembering how much Solehudin loved Amelia. But because of the economic situation and also the desire of Mariana, her mother is very materialistic that eventually Soleh married her.
Juria took a long breath again.
Bad luck always haunts him, from childhood even according to him. All her life, she had never felt real happiness and love.
Jyria feels almost no love even from her parents. The late Ojan and the late Samsiah pampered themselves more with money. Not with love.
Jyria is a child. After his two brothers, his brother and sister died. But he was more often left at home entrusted to relatives.
Jyria finally understood that his parents were going to places of pesugihan so that their lives could be preserved in old age.
However, every step chosen has consequences. A sad end to life. Eyes are paid for eyes, lives are paid for.
A treasure that is not his right will still ask for a fair payment.
Juria again breathed.
Arthur was in front of him and said, "Come! We're leaving now!"
Sister Arini had finished dressing Pupu who was about to go to school.
"Lad..."
"Honey, Papa just take this Mbak to the terminal. Then go straight to the office. Pupu went to school with Mr. Tofik and bi Menul huh?"
"Pupu is ready. I had breakfast too."
"okay."
Arthur was relieved, Pupu finally accepted the deal he proposed.
Arthur wants to talk to Juria a lot. Want to give him a message and also a warning so as not to interfere with the life of Amelia who is now happy with her new family.
Arthur wants Juria to stay back with Soleh and take care of him like a husband and wife who love each other. Arthur knows, Juria loves Soleh. It used to be. So just want to be betrothed to the married man. It must be because there is love. So was Arthur's conviction.
Just because the test of life befalls them, does not mean now they feel the need to tamper with the lives of people who they once dzolimi.
Bruck
Arthur got in his car.
Juria had sat sweetly first in the front seat of Arthur Handoko's car.
Inayah who went down and delivered Jyria until the porch of the house waved at her husband.
"Bye, hon. I'll go first, okay?"
"Have anice day, Beib. Be careful on the road!"
"Yes. Bye-bye!"
It was a short but very sweet interaction that made the heart of Juriah thrash in the life of Inayah.
Arthur runs his vehicle.
"Why are you here in Bogor?" the question was firm and somewhat cynical with Juria.
"I, brought my boss to this house. But, just three days after that I was sent off without knowing because of my mistake. He just said, I'm sick."
Arthur grinned. As if insinuating and Juria very dislike the look on Arthur's face even though the adult man is very handsome.
"Aren't you trying to figure out what your ex-wife is doing?"
Juria looked at Arthur.
"Am I that smart to have to come to the Capital to find out the state of Ms Amel?"
"Wow wow, cool. Cool answer." Spicy insinuations spewed out of Arthur's mouth on the Syrian.
He increasingly disliked the woman who is now the widow of the flower.
"You asked for a divorce from Soleh after such circumstances. You're heading to the capital in search of a better life. Isn't she?"
"Then, what is it that mas bule is sympathetic to me? Is there any work for me? Whatever it is, even as a bathroom brushman, I'm willing."
Arthur laughed out loud.
Syria is very childish.
Arthur understood, the age of Juria is still quite young.
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-five years. He is younger than Inayah. But I'm still young, too, Mas bule!"
"Haha... Yassalam´s. Now you compare yourself to my wife? With Mbak Amel alone you lost far. Especially with my father. Huh!"
"Now a Muslim bule? You used to have no religion, right? Does Inayah and her family know that?"
"Hahaha..., are you planning on setting me up with my past story? Hahaha, as it turns out, you really are a woman who is only beautiful on the outside but rotten on the inside."
"Astaghfiullah! How can you say me like that! Your life is great! But God will not continue to give you that happiness if you are too eager. My parents' lives used to be as abundant as yours today. But look, what God is giving us now. My parents died with a black mark on their face. People are being scorned for being different. Blamed for minus morals. That's because they're ujub. And now mas bule is ujub mendzolimi me."
Arthur stiffened his jaw.
He did not want to go too far against this poisonous woman. It's too dangerous for him to mispronounce.
As a result, Arthur just silently let Juriah roar himself.
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