
Three months passed so quickly that time changed, it had been more than three months that Arini and Refal's household walked like strangers.
However, for Arini to prepare food and just drinks, she always prepared for her husband even though in these three months also Refal never touched anything that Arini provided.
Sad, but how else.the aftermath of the deal they both. Arini is only resigned to her destiny.
A month ago Arini was busy with the Rotinya shop which is crowded every day, so that he himself who helped make his bread and also sometimes become a cashier or waiter. All this Arini did with pleasure.
Arini who has now adjusted, it is also thanks to her sister-in-law who always composes it to be more fashionable, and also more fashionable, because Arini is now the son-in-law of the Kesuma family and also the owner of a bakery that is on the rise "Sofia Bread Shop" is taken from the last name Arini Sofia.
"The Arini Bu exists? " ask a man in a shirt outfit with his hands in a roll until his elbows add to his good looks.
" There sir, please sit there I call. I'm sorry with whose master? " tanya a woman named Via.
" Just tell Arini her husband is coming" said Refal
" Good sir, wait a minute" said Via stammered.
Via quickly to the back called Arini who was busy helping the kitchen.
While Refal who does not care how much Arini place, he sat in a chair while playing his cellphone.
" I'm sorry Arini, someone wants to meet" said Via a little unpleasant.
" Who is Vi, Oma , Mama or Zaskia ?" tanya Arini complains who used to visit her shop.
" Not Mba.but, the husband mba Arini." said Via.
Arini heard who was waiting for her suddenly stopped.
" Who is Vi.. My husband,mas Refal ?" ask Arini again.
" Wahh.. forgot his name mba, but his mas say husband mba Arini.But, he pantes mba if his mas say husband mba Arini. his handsome man mba mba." said Via praised the charm of Refal.
" Hadeuh.could you, indeed you know who my husband is and his face is also never seen , not to. who knows my husband is grandfather-grandfather.. " said Arini with a wicked smile.
" Mosok mba.it is not possible mba, husband mba grandfathers." said Via.
Arini shook her head to look at Via's behavior.
Arini stepped forward and looked at the entire store that there were many queues in the casier, but Arini's eyes were glued to the figure who was focusing on his phone. Arini approached the man, I don't know what dream.why suddenly her husband came to her shop.
" Mas Refal.." said Arini
Refal who heard his name called immediately turned to the object in front of him.
A beautiful woman with a makeup that is so charming even though the sweat soaks her face.
" Why don't you come here?" ask Arini.
"That means disturb."
" No, no also bother just rame again afraid you are bosen. but, what is there need to be here? " ask Arini.
" There's an invitation from Rizal and we need to go there."
" Have to go to the place of Ijal? "
" Bang Ijal who, Rizal. sabahabat I Arini not Ijal" said Refal.
" Yes Mas.. I call it bang Rizal bang Ijal, thanks to his new house? " ask Arini.
" You know, about Rizal's new house? "
" You know, she's gonna be hanging out with Jeje."
" Jeje who else?
" Jaenap my best friend, we used to call him Jeje."
" Good God, there's just a name people change. Can I not.. I have been far here, you know?!
" So, don't you just pick me up? "
" Be careful, that's why the hunt will get there kemaleman." said Refal.
" All right, I'll grab a bag for a second."
Arini rushes to Kamanny's room and picks up her bag and cell phone.
" Yuk mas. " cried Arini.
" Hemm." replied Refal briefly.
" Tumben you take me to your show, usually not? " ask Arini.
" So, I don't like it" said Refal bete.
" No, no, no, it's just that I'm not used to it" Arini said.
" In fact, many beautiful women who hope to walk or just nemenin I'm sure you know not" said Refal with his PD.
" If I want it to be your real wife" Arini said with a wry smile.
Refal heard Arini's words, just shut up and looked forward. Whether happy, or not, have the opportunity to be better than the current relationship There is no ecstasy in the kirab of an Arini.
Seriate.