Mak Ningrum's Heart Wound.
Chapter 62

"You rest first." Tell Mas Arga when I've been laid down in bed.

"Yes," I nodded, not expecting that Arga would stick a warm object on my lips.

"Eumm..." I can no longer speak because my mouth is intertwined. A few minutes later, my new husband stopped and walked out. In the middle of the door, he smiled at me. I just bengong while holding my lips that still feel thick. I stared until Mas Arga closed the door. O Allah. I smiled and it turned out to be Mas Arga's kiss my lullaby.

In the afternoon when I opened my eyes. I was shocked to wake up from sleep because I heard the water. Who came into my room?Not to lose the shock of hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, it has been shocked again because I was wearing a dress. As soon as I sat down, regaining consciousness, it turned out that I had just gotten married.

"Are you awake?" Tanya Arga had suddenly arrived in front of me. Just wear a towel that closes the stomach down. Astagfirullah, that yellow chest stained my vision.

"It means you've woken up this way." I said, then I stood up to close the nervousness. I actually want to shower too.

"My wife judes very..." Arga suddenly hugged me from behind. The smell of soap and shampoo in addition to toothpaste made my eyes closed.

Instantly I took off her hand on my stomach and turned back. "Where did I get the towel?" I just realized. Arga came here with no clothes.

"Borrow Bima, because you want to wake you up very fast, all borrow this same Bima," Arga showed a t-shirt.

No more talking, I went to the bathroom. Opening the dress then flushing my body fresh.

20 Minutes later, I immediately put on the kimono confidently opening the closet to pick up a change of clothes.

"Eheeemmh..." The heavy sound made me jump in shock, I turned my head quickly. I can't remember if there was Arga in the room. Why am I suddenly amnesic?

"Why is that there?" Tanyaku. Though I know that Arga is sleeping while playing a cell phone. Anyway what's wrong if she sleeps in my room. Wasn't he already my husband.

"Bobo" he answered with a smile. "Here's dong bobo." Mas Arga set the pillow.

"It's been a long time, meningan Mas out first I want to wear clothes." My banishment.

"Wear clothes, what's wrong, I'm your husband." Answer lightly.

I just ignore it. After all, wear a kimono and then take a change of clothes. I had to go back to the bathroom wearing clothes there. There was actually no problem, but I was still ashamed of his limbs being seen by her.

"Mas Arga is praying ashar?" I finished changing clothes and then using mukena. If not I want to pray in imami by him.

"Have finished the shower."

"Later tonight we'll stay at my house." Arga said after I finished praying. Then in front of the mirror combed my hair and used fragrances.

"Later tonight Mas?" I immediately approached Mas Arga, sitting on the bed.

"Yes, we want the first night at home" he said, revealing his white teeth. I just whined, then took her down, my stomach was hungry.

"Everyone went home except Gendis. He's taking an afternoon walk with his family." Arga.

"Ratri.you're up, eat first gih, take your husband. You guys haven't had lunch yet."Tell Mama she just came out of her room.

"Yes Ma" I answered.

"Let's eat first Mas, why not have lunch?" I glanced at. Walking to the dining table.

"Wait for you." Arga pulled up a chair, then sat down. It was time to get the first rice for my husband.

"We ate a plate together," Arga held my hand, as I was about to grab a plate for myself. I just according. We ate together, not stopping smiling until the food ran out.

Day changed night, day I became Arga's wife. In a room not as big as mine I am now. I scanned the surroundings, this room is very neat even though the men's room.

"My room is small, not like your room. This is how your husband is." Arga said low. As usual, my husband still feels inscure.

Hearing Arga's words, I gave a huff and stood in front of the window. Seeing the lights around the house. Arga stood beside me. Maybe it's time I told Arga what I thought.

"Gold is why! If not always low in front of me?!" My murmur.

"I thought yesterday's problem was over, but in fact Mas Arga was still discussing the matter of treasure continues." I shake my head. Arga did not answer. Just propping up the chin with the elbow in the middle of the window.

"This room is indeed small Mas, but not a treasure that makes my heart crazy about Mas. Because I'm sure, if Mas Arga is my soul mate. The nice guy I met. I am proud to have a husband like Mas Arga. Not that I have often said if I salute the hard work of Mas Arga. To get all this without anyone else's interference." I looked at Arga apparently his position had not changed.

"Originally Mas know, why did I choose to stay with Mak Ningrum? Not living in Papa's mansion. Because the house I slept in last afternoon belonged to Gendis, not to me. I am Papa Daniswara's son but I am only his biological son. My real family is Mak Ningrum."

"You know, I am an out-of-wedlock child and there is no right to inherit Papa's wealth" I replied. I have to explain to Arga. So that Arga does not consider that I am a rich man and feel small in front of me.

"But you will be given the same company as Papa you Tri." Sahut Arga's.

"Mas, if I'm currently managing Papa's company, just because I want to help. Honestly, I haven't used Papa's money. For my needs without Papa knowing, I just take the salary of the company leader no more. I want to say to Papa but later, if I've succeeded in realizing Papa's dream of developing his company."

"And if I propose Mas Arga to combine Mas's business with Papa's company. Of course, your efforts will move forward quickly. The products owned by Mas will be quickly known and in demand. Because Papa's company is already famous." I'm long to tired. All this I say is that my husband does not continue to blame the wealth that is not mine.

"Okay..." Mas Arga replied, mangosteen, maybe he began to understand.

"One more Mas. Mas Arga shares remain separated, because someday I will return the company to him. And Mas Arga will support me and our son." I'm explaining.

"So my wife is ready to have a child." Mas Arga chuckled. Without a cue to carry me to the right bed for us to sleep together.

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