Being Married to a High School Child
Chapter Forty Nine
Arriving home.
"Why are you smiling like that?" When she entered the house, Anna was confronted with the question of sarcasm from behind the sofa.
Anna faded her smile and as she passed the sofa she turned her head.
"Why are you home? Shouldn't you be in the office?" Anna frowned, astonished. He looked at the clock at 5pm. But the man is now home.
"Do you have a reason?" the man folded the newspaper and threw it on the table. He got up from his seat and approached Anna who was standing by the sofa.
Anna raised her eyebrows next to. Look at the man in front of him. The man also looked at Anna closely.
"Who else did you meet out there?"
Anna gasped, she looked up. "Who?"
"Don't be stupid!" after that Arsya climbed the stairs.
Anna rolled her eyes lazily, then went up the stairs.
"That's right!" As he entered Anna's room, he screamed. Arsya who was putting down her phone immediately turned her head.
"What!"
Anna walked quickly towards Arsya.
"I've been sick of you for a long time! You.....!" suddenly his throat was stuck just like that when he was about to say it. He thought back to the people around him who always get punished for his actions. After all, her marriage will run aground after another six months. He should be patient as long as he is next to Arsya.
Arsya waited for her next speech, she raised her eyebrows next to her. Anna was still staring at Arsya's face dumbfoundedly.
"If nothing is said, you better take a shower." Arsya. Anna returned to her senses.
The man went back out of the room. Anna stared at the wide back of it disappearing behind the door. Finally he walked slowly to the study table and put his stuff there.
Out.
Arsya got a message notification.
"Later tonight, I'd like to invite you to dinner." the message was sent directly by Elan to him.
When Elan arrived there was a free time to take her to dinner. His eyebrows go up.
"I spit it out." Reply Arsya.
Elan who got a reply immediately smiled then closed the book she read and came out of her personal space.
Anna came out of the room after finishing her bath and changed her clothes.
"Miss, your dinner is ready. Is it eating now?" Ask Ricky.
"Later, where's Arsya going?" Anna asked, spreading her eyes.
"Young master is out." Answer Ricky.
"Where?" Ask Anna.
"I don't know miss." Answer Ricky.
After that, Ricky left. Anna was pensively pensive on the sofa of the middle room. His mind wandered thinking of Arsya who was meeting with Linda.
'Always so.' Anna's mind was upset.
He was always suspected whenever he came home late. She reigns like a judge who judges, while she is just a helpless girl who is always underestimated. Unknowingly Anna clenched tightly her fingers.
Outside, it was raining. Anna looked at the window. There was water that hit the earth. It was like the world was peaceful.
He walked to the window and pulled the curtains. It was clear that rain water was falling.
"Young lady. Beyond the heavy rain there was thunder. Better get in there." Bibik Laila immediately gave a warning as well as closed all the windows and curtains until closed.
Fortunately, the villa was designed to be soundproof so that the loud sound of thunder would not sound louder.
Anna then went into the dining room to block her stomach which was already hungry. After he finished eating, he returned to the living room to read the novel he had obtained from Elan this afternoon.
Unlike the atmosphere in the lantern restaurant in the middle of the city. Elan smiled when her friend came. They sat comfortably facing. Then order food according to their own preferences.
"It seems you're very happy now. What's going on?" Arsya noticed Elan's face looking very happy so she immediately asked.
"You know it." Elan immediately sipped the wine in front of him.
"God! You're my best friend in the world indeed. You even dare to think I'm crazy." Elan answered with a jutek.
Arsya sniffed his shoulders indifferently and drank the available wine.
"But your guess is correct. I'm crazy crazy about a girl." Said Elan bluntly.
"Which other girl do you judge. This isn't France. You stop with your woman-playing nature."
"Hey, you don't accuse me of being reckless." Elan did not accept it and glared at Arsya, after which he continued his words. "She was the first girl to get me drunk on love."
Arsya raised her eyebrows next to. This was the first time that his friend had said such a sincere thing.
"Which girl, what's her name, what's her surname? I'll come wave it for you." this time Arsya straightened her back and said straightforwardly. A moment later Arsya scrunched her forehead.
"You're serious!"
"Duh! You asked me like a railroad." Elan scratched the back of his head, as he looked up at Arsya, there was a fear that gnawed at his body. He continued speaking too.
"He called her Anna. But I forgot what he's surnamed, and which kid. All I know is that she's an innocent girl. And I'm very serious. Won't play a woman again if I get the girl." Elan scratched her temple and smiled as she imagined Anna's face. He also said seriously.
"Anna...." Arsya tried to suppress her suspicions. Who knows, there is another Anna besides her little wife.
"Yes." Yeah." Elan nodded with certainty. "But unfortunately, I still did not dare to express love to him. I still have to fight first to get his attention after that just say love to him." Elan's face grimaced.
"Hm." Arsya took her wine back.
"Oiya it seems, since you got married you never exposed your wife? Even if you refused so much, I went to see my sister-in-law." suddenly Elan realized something so immediately asked. Arsya's face stiffened, but she was still calm and elegant.
"He is busy. I also don't like being exposed to the public. You're a playboy anyway, afraid you're gonna stab me in the back." Elan is so funny. Even though he was a play boy, he couldn't stab his best friend in the back so he laughed.
Arsya frowned. Staring at Elan with horror. Elan noticed Arsya's gaze and immediately stopped her laughter.
"Yes. I really play boy. But I can't afford to corner my best friend's wife. Trust me, I've got a girl of my own." Elan took another sip of his wine.
"Who knows that. So I don't want to introduce my wife to you." Arsya is very arrogant and arrogant.
"okay! alright. But what about Linda. Wasn't she the woman who'd liked you since childhood." Elan suddenly remembered the girl.
"On Linda. I don't like it. I just think of him as a friend and friend" Arsya said.
Elan frowned.
"Have not said it again, you know I've been in my heart since I was a child. I can't forget it." replied Arsya.
Elan nodded, "Don't go too deep. He is no longer in the world. You better forget about it and live out what your future holds." elan slightly bowed and patted Arsya on the shoulder.
It is true what Elan said. He had to forget about it and think about his future. A second later he remembered the prenuptial agreement.
"I think I should go home, it's late." Arsya looked at the clock on her wrist.
"New at 11. Sure you want to go home. Usually you'll be home at 1 am with me."
"You don't understand, the world before marriage and after husbandhood is different." Arsya patted Elan's shoulder and buttoned her suit.
"I'm home." Arsya left in front of Elan. Elan digested one word after another from Arsya's lips. Is it really different?
Elan scrunched her forehead and then downed her wine to the toilet.
On the way home, one word at a time flashed in Arsya's brain. It was only fitting that Anna always said the time she had left with him. And always rebelled whenever he said anything unnatural to her.
He thought he was the most powerful man. Could it be still carried away by the past that always made him hurt so he wanted to tie him to his side.
Fragments of memory fragments were scratched in his brain. Suddenly his brain pulsated pain. His heart was pumping quickly, his lungs felt narrow.
"Sir Reimond, hurry up a little."
Reimond took a quick look. Seeing his master feel tremendous pain, he also became panicked.
"Young master, hold it! Soon to arrive." said Reimond hurriedly.
"Hurry now!" Arsya could not stand the waves of memory that urged him. It was in so much pain.
Reimond stepped on his gas pedal inside and drove his car at high speed. The bodyguards behind follow the speed of the car in front at the same speed.
"Wait on! Don't go back to the villa. Go to the south lane!" said Arsya still holding the head and chest alternately. Reimond frowned, but did not dare to say what. He was constantly watching the street in front of him and driving well.
