Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 205 The Meeting That Victor Is Waiting For

"Morning, Beib! How's sleep? Wakeless?"

Inayah smiled happily as she saw Arthur's face just as her eyelids were open.

"Sa_dear? I'm misfortune! What time is it?"

"Hour six passes. Hehe..."

"O Allah, O Karim! I'm bad luck praying dawn! Why didn't you wake up, Yang?"

Cup. Arthur kissed his wife's nose quickly.

"It has. Three times already. But you're too sleepy until I can't make your pant++ nyubit. Hehe..."

"Yeah..."

Inayah immediately got out of bed. He rushed into the bathroom. Hurry up and take ablution, then take the prayer mat and wear mukena.

"Allah Knows. Allah is Forgiving. Sorry, my Fajr prayers are late." He muttered quickly then began nawaitu and khusu' worship work that two rakaat.

Arthur smiled sweetly. He went out of the room, continued to make his makeup in the dressing room next door.

It did not take long, Inayah had fulfilled her obligation. Then rushed to Arthur who was pecking in front of the glass comparing one tie to another tie he was about to wear to the office this morning.

"It's good, Mom! Tumben, the clothes were so neat this morning."

Arthur looked. Inayah stuck out her fingers and kissed the back of Arthur's arm which immediately greeted him.

"Yes. There's a meeting of young filmmakers at Ram Production. This is the opportunity for many film people to exchange ideas for the progress of Indonesian cinema."

Inayah held both of Arthur's soft cheeks after shaving his mustache and beard finished dawn earlier.

"The catch! Is it a girl director, Mas? Are you young or already?"

Inayah's question made Arthur laugh.

"Ish, koq tanyanya that!? You are investigating again, aren't you? Is there a girl? Hahaha... the story is a little bit of a fret, huh? Or maybe it's jelous? Hm? Hm?"

Inayah laughed. It turned out that his investigation was immediately known to the husband.

The two embrace each other and laugh.

"The world of intertainmen is indeed colorful. It's a little creepy and it's easy to slip into the abyss if we're not good at carrying ourselves. Of course I don't want to cover all that from you, Yang! Our world is indeed more of a ruse. Because we offer the world of acting. All dramas and skits, also happen behind the scenes. Including us the filmmaking crew. Girl boys, old young mingle to make the world of cinema more colorful. But back again, it depends, Inayah."

Inayah. He smiled and nodded.

His doubt is gone now.

She was embarrassed to remember how different her husband's life must have been. For him, it is important that Arthur always loved him faithfully. There was no intention of replacing her as queen in this happy little household.

"Buck..."

"Hm?"

"If my stomach were growing. My body is dilated due to pregnancy. My face grows pimples and I get ugly, you'll be illfeel and,"

"And what? Andwhat? Hadeeuh, don't talk carelessly! You are you, still my most beautiful and loving wife. I am the me. Remain your husband who is getting older and no longer mighty like the cool bachelors at your college. Never mind. Don't talk about that. Make me emotional, you know! I irrigate to see your young, handsome, dashing and cool college friends with the style of today's young people. Same with me. You walk the same way I, often I see in the faces of people who pay attention to us, their hearts must say "Oh, Father of the same son. Oh, Om-om doyan young leaves. Oh, look oh so."

"Hahaha hahaha, what the hell, Mas?! Hahaha, what the hell do you have that kind of thinking! I often feel the thoughts of people who see us walk together, "Hmmm... The guy is cool at the maximum, the girl is a village boy. Maybe it was the villagers. Want to be rubbed even shiny is still the village people. Poor guy, dapet babuk. That's what girls get when guys are blessed but that dapet guy who girls are doomed."

Again the two embrace each other.

"Papa, Mommy? How long are you going to keep laughing like that? Pupu was waiting for you at the dinner table. Papa when to leave his office? So don't take Pupu to school?"

"Goddessa..."

"Astaghfirullah.. hehehe, sorry Dear Pupu! Sorry, Mommy and Papa are even fun to joke. Come on, come on. We're having breakfast. Papa, naughty, Pu!"

"Father! Don't be naughty with Mother! Pupu can be angry with Papa if Papa evilin Mother."

Inayah laughed happily.

Pupu's tiny hands led him and Arthur chuckled while scratching his head.

His life is now perfect.

There is a wife who is beautiful, young and happy in her heart. There is a handsome child, kind and affectionate to the parents even though it was not born from the womb of the mother who takes care of him now.

And one more, there is a baby candidate who is being conceived by his wife. Prospective children of their love.

Arthur was grateful to God.

..................

Juria sat with her body somewhat trembling.

Her expensive and nice dress is able to juggle it like a beautiful Cinderella princess. Appearance is classy. It was exactly like the beautiful artists who were milling around at the banquet at the five-star hotel. But Juriah's clumsy nervous heart and soul made her look quite clear.

Today he invited Victor to participate in an important event, meeting kangen with young filmmakers in the largest film company in Indonesia. The Ram Production House.

There were many important people even much higher in standing than the celebrities and artists. They are film producers.

If Juriah had hockey, his first presence could open him up to the path of martyrdom. That's how Victor said it.

The present-day Syria is not the former Jyria.

Her name is Princess Fania. His identity has changed. Victor is a great landlady in the affairs of a complete overhaul of his identity and also the appearance of Jyria.

"Daughter, here!"

"Daughter of Fania. She.. my sister."

Glad Juria's not a bitch. Victor introduces himself as a younger brother, not an assistant or a subordinate. The pink hue of the face of Jyria. His chance for fame began to tread the path.

"Well, you have a beautiful marble hidden away, Vic! Did you intentionally save it for the final movie? Is there a new script?"

"Hahaha kepooo you! There's a time later. Hehehe, please pray!"

"A candidate for the artist? Or..., can we take as the lead later?"

"I'm still teasing him. My sister is still so innocent. His soul is pure. Not like you guys with demon souls. Haha..."

"Haha, sialllan!"

Before Juria was brought by Victor to meet the Indonesian filmmakers, Victor had given him his direction and purpose.

"I want to make you a famous woman. You have that lucky side. You're beautiful. It has a mysterious side. Stay here and there, polish here and there. I'm sure one day you could be a famous actress. You have a talent for acting. That's what I saw from my inner eye. One important note from me. Don't be complacent quickly. Do not be lazy to learn and take knowledge from great people. And don't be arrogant. That's my message."

"So, did Victor want me to be an artist? Can it? Am I capable? Wasn't I invited because there was something important that I wanted to do with my ex-wife's family? Family from mas bule?"

"You knew? I am a person who likes to take advantage of opportunities. If you can make money, why not use it? One paddle, two three islands exceeded. One pat, two mosquitoes dead. Understand I mean? You're still the one I can use to pull back Arthur. And you can also make me a famous artist."

The Syrian smiled in disbelief.

Both his eyes were round. Full of passion and fantasy when Victor told his intention to make Jyria a great artist.

Juria nodded.

He grabbed Victor's fingers without hesitation. Kissing the back of his hand and saying thank you many times.

Victor smiled at Juria's response which made him even more confident.

"Today I will take you to the meeting of the filmmakers. There you can meet a lot of people and a lot of characters. Remember, the world of intertainmen is an unbelievable world. Don't trust their sweet mouths to praise you and ask you to follow their PH. But don't be arrogant and try to humble. Lots of work there. Your choice is to want to be a big person or want to be a bathroom doormat. It all depends on your choice."

Syria swallowed its salivary.

Victor's words made him shrivel about the world of artistry.

"Arthur!"

Victor turned to hear Arthur's name called his partner.

Juria is looking. The beautiful eyes of Juria silently watched Victor who looked clumsy and somewhat agitated.

Juria holds Victor's hand. Both look and look like there is chemistry that strengthens the inner contact of the two.

Juria and Victor walk up to Arthur, surrounded by the directors and producers. They're shunning Arthur. Congratulating her on the success of the film Young Wife For My Husband made it into the category of favorite Asian indie film at Cannes Film late last year.

Arthur's performance is getting better. Especially after he was known to have married and lived a happy straight life with his small family.

Arthur is very different from the old Arthur.

"Congratulations, Arthur!?"

"Victor! Thank ye. How are you doing? Has your PH office been renovated? Move where now?"

"Thank God. Everything can be done even if you disappear. My office is now on Pecenongan Street. Stop by the hut of my business occasionally. Don't forget me and all our memories of building the movie business we once imagined. And finally you skyrocketed without taking me along."

Arthur laughs.

"Sorry, mate. I didn't mean to forget you. But, I can't follow the path of your mind. Me,..."

Arthur stopped the word. His lips were rounded wide as his eyes stared at Juria.

"You?!?"

Juriah smiled.

Victor has not yet introduced himself.

"introduce. He's my cousin's sister. Princess Fania's name is."

Arthur looked at Victor.

"No! She is not Princess Fania, she is..."

Juria extended her hand. Invite Arthur to shake hands.

The heart of Syria is beating fast. Worried that he would be caught by Arthur and the atmosphere there became chaotic because of his presence.

Fortunately, the school of personality for one month was able to make Juria able to control her heart and soul that seemed to be about to explode.

"Why, Arthur? You knew the Princess before?" victor asked deliberately provoking Arthur's pale-looking attitude.

"Exercise me! Can we talk four eyes?" Arthur asked Juria.

"Sorry, Arthur. My guy. Want to talk four eyes? Except with me!"

Arthur swallowed the saliva.

He saw the cunning in Victor's eyeballs which indeed seemed to be taking advantage of his condition.

"Let's talk four eyes!" take Arthur finally to Victor.

The two walked towards the hall hallway. Find a quiet place to talk.

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