Bojomu My spirit

Just Once Angry

Do not want to catch you!!!!

A powerful weapon capable of ravaging Arya's soul to its roots, no matter how hard he tried to explain to Ajeng, his wife did not want to hear at all.

Ajeng did not even reply to his message even though Arya stayed up late waiting for a reply, it was okay if the reply contained a long scolding or harsh words for him as long as Ajeng replied.

But, it seemed that the woman already had great strength to resist her, ruling over her fragile one.

"Mam, what else is going on? He doesn't want to bales my pesen, Mam!" whinek Arya on Ratih's mom.

Mr. Ratih noticed his son-in-law who has officially become unemployed, actually there is no busyness at all, even Ajeng just bathed his beloved chickens while answering all questions from Mr. Darma.

Ajeng's cell phone lay worthless, Ratih ma'am saw many messages from his son, ranging seduction death until the spirit of curiosity is deployed, in fact not penetrating melt Ajeng.

"What did you do wrong?"

"Not intentionally, Mum. Oath Arya does not know that the former dating Arya here meet again, join the work here, there is a cooperation contract with him, the Pretty, Mam, It's all that stuff." Arya sneered slowly, she herself frustrated silenced the wife. "Can't Arya come home not wait a month, two more weeks it's a long time, Mam .. can be more moldy angry he, say papa dong!"

Again, Ratih ma'am is anxious for his son, first why also if each there like to make a tantrum, where not to hire other midwives, work relations are taken as well, he said, now just know the feeling that his wife is angry because Arya will often meet Pretty there, must be a lot of memories with the shaken bird that Pretty will remind.

Although Arya has not served him anymore, but still the woman is disturbing, just think about how to get Ajeng to talk to Arya again.

"She won't talk to you, Yes' .. ''Of course, you wait until she's not angry yeah, let her calm down first, Mama ya don't feel good maksa him, mama, like this Mama meddled with your problems, be patient ...."

"Maaaaam, plis, where can I be patient anyway .. This I have not slept well mala loh, want to talk to Ajeng, Maaaam!"

Arya's whining makes Ratih's own amused bu, wrong who has a biduan kok in the same job, so it's an emergency department like this.

Ajeng has the right to be jealous and angry because Arya could have lied, while there was very close to Pretty, from his voice alone was certainly full of temptation, he said, once moaning can rise all the birds beat the males there.

"Maaam, plis, plis, help Arya, plis .. would Arya be sick here, Mam? Ask papa for help too, plis!"

"Udah, you wait a minute, Mama ya can not maksa, later he offended even seriously. Wait a minute, we're working on this!"

Arya closed her call, there was still an unsettled rumble in her chest, she wanted Ajeng to talk again, to be a sharing companion every time she slept.

I swear by anything, Arya did not touch or pay attention to Pretty, she even gave the work related to the woman to Juna and Rian, she will not be in touch anymore, the boundary wall is very high and strong, she said, sturdy.

Dear, stop being mad at me, plis!!

Arya pulled her hair, how unlucky she was here to meet that Pretty model, her mouth was so limp that any news could come out without a hitch, she didn't think it would happen

Across there, Ajeng only read from the existing notifications, his shoulders sagged, he himself did not know why he could be jealous so, sorry for not coming there, he did not go there, she should be there when her husband goes alone, making the man's chest not empty until carelessly people approach, then tease.

Your husband: Dear, I love you, I love you, you have to believe I have no relationship with him, it was just a date like a biduan, Dear, I can't be fooled, I'm sorry, sweetie, Dear!

Again, Ajeng just read from the notif alone, his jealousy from regret, he was sultry like this, wanted to hear the voice of the husband, see his handsome face, and look at his face, but anyway he was so anxious with the voice of Pretty who seemed to know Arya very well, even more so when it offered Arya food, Ajeng was snobbed there.

Your husband: Okay, you don't bale my pesen, there won't be any food coming into my stomach, let me get sick!

Ajeng slowly. "Once again, if you're sick, Pret is your nemenin, is that it?" muttered.

The phone was worthless, he put it down without any intention of paying attention to Arya who continued to threaten him.

He does not need threats, he is immune to threats, he is often threatened and threatened since the days of cockfighting.

He just wants Arya to say strong to come back soon and not threaten the weak that makes Ajeng think Arya wants to be cared for by a beautiful nurse or former date.

"Ajeng will definitely call Arya, Mom, Mr. .. but, later if Ajeng is not angry yet."

As the in-laws could only nod in agreement, this was their son's domestic affairs, not entitled to both interfere, moreover it was indeed his fault Arya, a wife must have more fear, it was natural, it was natural, it takes patience for both, be it Arya who is roaring threats there, consider it maturity for the relationship Arya and Ajeng.

***

Sure you didn't eat for three days without any news?

Arya ate bread, not rice, maybe she lost weight, but she was fine, didn't touch rice at all, she changed bread, at least she was still alive, if he died of illness, it would hurt himself.

No, Ajeng can't belong to anyone else, until death must be the same as him.

Your husband: Dear, I eat bread. I love you, eat a lot there yes, we meet again!

There is no reply, tired and dry already tears, Arya lowered her head, her work is a lot and today the medical results were out after the second test, hopefully the results say ready for him to fertilize Ajeng, the, he'll take his wife anywhere, he won't stay.

"The results have been emailed, sir. "

Arya nodded, she then opened her email, an official statement from the hospital where she was declared ready to become a father, the smile on Arya's face began to gradually recover.

Your husband: Dear, honey, try to read the medical results, I'm healthy, tomorrow when we go home, we make a dedek. Love you, Dear.

Bales, Dear .. I cry blood after this.