The Sweet Girl Belongs to Daddy Arga
Snuggle

"Maybe Shena's just playing Ga, or going to the shopping mall looking for her needs." Guess Haris.

Suddenly the door opens, Arga and Haris both look, seen Shena holding a girl with her, Arga's chest warms, a sense of relief is now approaching her.

Arga immediately stood up to Shena.

"Where else is Shen, you want to drive me crazy." Arga slightly shook Shena's shoulder, a sign that she was really worried, then Arga hugged Shena tightly no matter Haris and Nisa.

"Please be ashamed." Brisque Shena.

"Whatever, whose fault I'm worried about." Arga replied with a whisper as well.

Then Shena pushes Arga's body to feel bad for Haris and Nisa.

"Sorry Nisa, let's sit down." Shena lets Nisa sit, they are now facing each other with their mouths locked.

"From where." Arga opened his voice.

"Before, I knew Mas, this was Nisa, Nisa, this is Mas arga, and this is Mas Haris."

Haris reached out his hand and was followed by Arga.

"Ruler."

"Arga."

"Sina."

They know each other.

"Where from?" Ask Arga again, and Shena tells Arga the incident this afternoon.

Arga glanced at Nisa.

"Thank you, next time please visit if you like."

"Together, God willing." Answer Nisa kindly.

"You play here, don't forget to stop by that side of my apartment." Haris is self-promoting.

"God willing." Jawan Nisa while glancing at Haris.

"How much is the price of the phone." Ask Arga to Shena.

"2 million." Shena answered and Arga stepped up to the room, before long Arga came out with cash in his hands.

"It's 4 million, in exchange, and thanks for you caring about my wife."

Arga thrust the money to Nisa, making Nisa a little surprised to open her mouth.

'Loh, even behind me who got compensation' Inner Nisa.

"No, I'm sincere and it's my fault."

"I don't like debt." Cynical Arga.

"What the hell is it." Shena Protests.

"Where are your houses, let them come home with Haris."

"Mas Arga!!" Shena did not end up thinking with Arga's attitude this time.

Hearing his spirit soul Haris flared up, however....

"My house here doesn't need to be anther. Shen, I'm sorry to go home." Nisa gets up and shakes Shena and passes through Arga without taking the money Arga gave her.

"Let me anter, danger loh girl malem-malem own way." Haris got up and offered again, but Nisa just kept quiet as she continued.

Shena escorted Nisa to the door and waved to Nisa.

"Let's play Sa again."

"God willing Shena."

Then Shena went back in with a fire burning in her head, Shena approached Arga and sat in front of Arga.

"What does Mas Arga mean, why is it so cynical as Nisa?!."

"Shena, he just wants to benefit you, so you feel indebted to keep us good to him."

"Your thoughts are so ugly Mas, disappointed I'm with you."

"We don't know how dear people's hearts are, we're just in case." Kekeh Arga's.

"Liat-liat his people Mas, I'm also not stupid really in the value of people, your attitude was outrageous, too excessive, very disappointed I'm the same you Mas."

Shena leaves Arga and goes into the room, Shena locks the door so Arga can't get in.

Arga scratched his head.

"Wrong yes." then Arga catches up with Shena, it turns out her door is in the lock.

"Shena, open baby, I'm sorry."

"Chelp!!." Screaming Shena from inside the room.

"When I meet Nisa later I apologize to her, open the door." Arga persuaded, but Shena did not answer.

******

Haris scratched his head.

"Eh, park there, I'll get the car first."

"I can walk, my house is deket, you mending go there, I can go home alone!!"

"I'm sorry, Arga is, but he's really nice."

Nisa stopped her steps, then turned around.

"Go!!"

"Don't be rude, I'm just talking, heheh."

"Oh.. want to get rid of bogem." Nisa rolled up her sleeves, then clenched her hands and aimed at Haris's face.

Haris slowly retreated away.

"Patience. patience..."

Nisa gets closer and closer.

"Akhs...." Nisa stumbles and falls right over Haris' body, the distance between her face and Haris's face is only a few cents.

Haris and Nisa were both silent, their heartbeats were both beating faster.

"Astaghfirullah...." Nisa regained consciousness and quickly got up.

"Please." Haris extended her hand.

But instead of helping Nisa instead run away from Haris, Haris backs up her smile and sits down.

"Hmm.. see you next time."

Haris got up and went back to his apartment.

******

Arga stepped towards the guest room, then opened one of the drawers, looking for the spare key of the master room.

"Here hehe." Arga smiled, then stepped towards the main room, slowly Arga turned the key and opened the door.

Shena sat by the window, leaning her head against the large glass wall.

Arga stepped slowly so that Shena was unaware of her presence, then she hugged Shena from behind.

"Sorry dear."

Shena rounded her eyes.

'Well, I can get in.' Inner Shena, but shena was silent as if she did not care at all.

Arga still hugged Shena.

"I won't repeat it."

But Shena remained silent, Arga moved position, now he was in front of Shena.

"Darling...." Arga rattled Shena's hair, Shena was still silent.

"Ke Mall yuk, we're shopping, as an apology." Arga smiled as brightly as possible, yet Shena just stared at her flatly.

But instead of her angry or lost patience Arga even more like the spoiled nature of Shena, because this is the woman in her dream, Arga becomes more felt in need.

Her household with Sarah was too stiff and serious, no joking, no moment of persuasion, no Sarah silenced her, no Sarah asked for her help.

According to some people it may be the ideal household, but according to Arga it is too serious, even Arga often envied when seeing a husband who is busy persuading his wife who craves, but according to Arga it is too serious, even Arga often envious when seeing a husband who is busy, a busy husband is looking for his wife.

Really, Arga doesn't feel that.

"Honey, let's shop."

Shena shakes.

"No, I DON'T WANT TO."

Arga leaned her head along following Shena, looking at Shena's face with a smile making Shena hold her laughter as hard as possible.

Suddenly Arga held his chest.

"Acc ..."

"Why Mas?"

"Shen's pain, Akh...."

"Mas, the real Mas, don't joke."

"It hurts." And Bruk Arga collapsed unconscious.

"Mas... Don't joke around, it's not funny." Shena shook Arga's body.