Between Love and Obsession

ACDO Chapter. 67

Chapters. 67

A week of time passed. It has been reported throughout Dreams Food that Angga and Mega have been married. The wedding party that had been planned since far away that day, even almost failed, finally came to pass as well.

After the wedding party was over, this morning Angga took Mega home. Both are dragging their suitcases into the yard.

But the second step must be stopped at the door of the house when he saw Wirda was fighting with two people dressed neatly.

"Where can it be. Please give us some time." Wirda pleaded with a disheveled face.

"Sorry ma'am, the bank has given you a week. But during that week, there was never any goodwill from you. You even wasted the time we gave you. And now, let us do our duty" one of them said.

"What's this?" Angga asked, folding his forehead in confusion. Take off the bag that was scratched for a moment.

Two well-dressed men looked over.

"Who are you?" Angga asked back.

"With Mr Angga?" ask one of the.

"Yes. What's the matter?" Because of the problems plagued, maybe Angga forget about this one.

"We're from the bank, sir. We were assigned to deliver the foreclosure papers."

"W-what? Home foreclosure?" Angga was really surprised, until his forehead was raised, his eyes were wide open.

"Pak Angga has been in arrears of payment for several months. There is no good faith from Pak Angga to immediately deposit Pak Angga's loan to our bank. Pak Angga has been delinquent since the first month of Pak Angga. So the bank has taken the decision to confiscate the house of Mr. Angga, which Mr. Angga made as collateral."

"Take a look at this house you said? What the fuck?" Mega emotions, not accept after marrying Angga he even threatened not to have a place to live. What kind of marriage is this? He could only snort in annoyance, once again feeling played by Angga. If it wasn't for her pregnancy, she wouldn't have married Angga.

Angga let out his breath slowly. He seems to be thinking. Before finally answering.

"alright. I will pay off my loan immediately. But please give me until tomorrow." Convinced he wasn't sure he could pay off his loan, Angga had to keep doing it. Although there will be something he has to sacrifice later.

"What do you want to pay it off with, Angga?" Wirda asked when the bank clerk came home after Angga promised to pay off the debt immediately, by not confiscating the house they were living in.

Mega who was sitting on her feet in the living room did not care about the difficulties that Angga faced. He has been made stifled by the behavior of Angga.

"Forced me to sell my car, ma'am." There is no choice but to sell the new car. Though not long ago he felt the pleasure of driving a luxury car. He even showed off his new car to his former colleagues to make them jealous of him. Apparently, the pleasure did not last long. And he has to go back to his original condition. What a pity Angga.

"Yes, sell it, that's better. Than we have no place to live" Mega timpal indifferently.

"But don't even think about taking my car to the office. We go to each other's offices" he added.

"Did, how arrogant are you?" Even Wirda who went up apitam, offended by the talk of Mega.

"People are so hard this way because he married you, too" he added.

Mega smiled obliquely. "If you knew this would happen, I wouldn't want to be in touch with Mom's child either. If it wasn't for Mr. Henry, then I'd be close to this lovely mother's son."

"Why did you bring Mr. Henry among us?" asked Angga frown curiously.

"Ah, stop. I'm sorry I talked to you for so long. I'm tired, I'm gonna take a break, where's our room?"

The goose could only take a long breath. He can't do anything now if he doesn't want his uncle Mega who is a cop to make calculations with him. He can only obey Mega's words. Whether Mega is right or not. With Mega, he's like a pigeon. Can't argue with the wife.

While Wirda rushed to his room after stomping his legs annoyed because he has a daughter-in-law like Mega. A typical person who likes to rule. How sorry he was why he let his son approach a woman like Mega and instead left a woman as good as Areta.

There is no point in regretting. Everything has already happened. Areta may already be happy with her new family. While his former family? Ah, what a smell. Wirda could only snort in annoyance.

...

A week has passed Areta has begun to forget her sadness will lose the beloved princess. To eliminate his saturation, because he had no other activities, he decided to help Bi Lastri in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for the family.

The Areta Salon is being renovated. For a long time, he had no activities outside the home. The renovation of his salon alone was under Henry's direct supervision. He waited until the salon was ready to reopen. How lucky Areta is to have a husband like Henry. Who cares and is attentive.

"Aw!" Areta squealed in pain as her fingers sliced through the knife accidentally while she was chopping vegetables. Fresh blood dripped from his left index finger.

"What's up, Madam?" Bi Lastri who was stirring the chicken curry was surprised, turned his head, then rushed over. Respond to the situation.

"Mistress's hands are bleeding. I told you, don't help Auntie. Aunty is used to being alone in the kitchen," said Bi Lastri full of anxiety.

"It's okay, Bi. It's just a small wound, anyway." Holding his bleeding fingers.

"Yes, but still, ma'am. Aunty will be sent to Den Henry if she knows the Madam is so hurt like this just because of helping Aunt in the kitchen."

"Geez, no one will scold Auntie. If that happens, believe me, I'm on Aunt's side." Areta smile. But then he covered his mouth and nose. As if sensitive by the smell of food being cooked.

"Madam Why else, Mya?" The middle-aged woman looked very anxious to see the madam massaging her temple.

"I'm dizzy Bi. What's that cooking auntie, it smells weird."

"Let's favorite chicken Den Henry, it's. Den Henry likes curry most masakin with Auntie, since childhood."

"But it smells weird, Bi? Not as usual. Did Auntie add any more seasoning to it?"

"The season as usual, yes. Nothing Auntie added."

"Why does it make me nauseous?"

"His mother is sick? Yes, Madam just rest in the room. Let Aunt work her own job. Madame Agatha too will definitely not let Madam ketchup in the kitchen."

"Yes already Bi. I'm sorry Bi, I can't help Auntie through this."

"Oh my goodness, ma'am. Its alright. If Madame Agatha knew, she wouldn't be allowed in the kitchen either."

"What's this?" Long live, Bi Lastri had just mentioned her name, Agatha suddenly appeared in the kitchen.

"Areta, what's wrong with you?" Agatha immediately panicked at Areta's injured finger. And Areta who grimaced while kneeling the temple.

"I'm fine, Mah."

"But your finger is hurt like this. Where your face is pale. What are you doing in the kitchen? If you are sick, you should rest. You don't have to do anything in this house." Agatha started to nag. More because of his concern and love for the son-in-law.

"I'm okay, Mah. I forced it."

"You're so pale, Areta. Are you really sick?"

Areta nodded. He was about to swing his steps away from the kitchen. But suddenly his body collapsed on the kitchen floor. Making Agatha and Bi Lastri panic, worry, also fear.

...

Henry has just finished an important meeting with Park Nam Joon, a colleague from Seoul who has just worked with him. Dreams Food products are starting to have their own prey in the Asian market. So that Henry was moved to spread his wings to South Korea.

He had just come out of the meeting room, talking to Park Nam Joon, when suddenly his phone rang.

"What's? Wife passed out?" Such was his surprise when he got news from Agatha about Areta's condition.

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