Companion To Paris

Arga's Phone

"Juna? He's still in school." Asha was surprised her husband was talking about work. His sister still did not graduate school.

"Oh really?" Arga. Felt he was wrong about Juna. Is Juna hiding about his job? "All right then."

"wait. Why are you talking about Juna? What's up?" tanya Asha felt strange. She cannot feel ordinary because it is very rare for Arga to discuss her sister Juna. There must be something that makes this man suddenly discuss Juna.

"Hmm .. does not exist. It's just that I suddenly remembered Juna. How's that little boy doing?" Arga kink. He was very nervous with his sister-in-law.

"Looks good. Last time I called Mom, she was on an exam. Juna is one of the same forces of Paris. It must be now also waiting for its value to come out," replied Asha. Arga nodded his head.

"Oh, so Juna is free now huh?"

"Yes. Now the clock is free. Because he just waited for his value to come out. Hopefully he graduates with good grades. I want him to graduate and continue college." Asha had always wished for her sister to have a higher level of education than her. That is why he is determined to work hard so that his wishes are realized.

"Yes. I hope he wants to go to college." Arga knows that it's still gray to talk about his sister-in-law's college. Because the little brother never talked about college. Arga felt that if Juna was similar to Asha, it was more likely that the child would choose to make money instead of college spending money.

"So kangen Juna. Although he's a rancid, he's my only brother." Hearing that Arga immediately remembered about his visit to the mother's house in the village.

"OKAY. I'll make a schedule for the three of us on vacation to Mom's house. It's been a while since Arash has been there we've rarely been there." Arga has a plan.

"really?" ask Asha happily.

"Yes ..." Arga smile. He could imagine the cheerful expression of his wife when he was going home.

"Thank you, baby ... Mduach." Sweet kiss detached from Asha's lips through a cell phone. It made Arash's whining in Asha's sling sound. "Ups, sister padlocks wake up," whispered Asha who began to cradle harder than before. Arga was silent for a moment because he heard Arash's whining.

"Oh that boy. You two are okay, right?" ask Arga. "You and Arash?" ask Arga again in more detail.

"good. Me and your son both Mr. Arga Hendarto," replied Asha witfully.

"good. I will go back to the hospital first. I'll be home today."

"really? Mercifully. I'll tell everyone home to get ready."

"Yes. I work first, you two. You guys are his love, Dad. Mother and Arash."

"Yes father ...," Asha whispered. Baby Arash is falling asleep.

Seeing Biema coming down and coming with her into the apartment, Paris asked, "You're not back at the office?" ask Paris. Biema who has changed clothes sitting on the sofa while playing with her cellphone looked up to see Paris. The girl had just approached while carrying a drink in her hand.

"No" replied Biema.

"Don't come home early if there's nothing important. Poor Fikar "Paris sat his ass near Biema. Then Biema gently wrapped her arms around his wife's waist. He chose to put his phone on the sofa carelessly.

"My drink spilled." Paris reminded. Biema took a glass in Paris' hand and put it on the table. Then it drew the body closer to its body.

"There was. There are many important things I want to do here right now" Biema whispered. This girl is smiling. Start to understand what this guy means. "It's nice to hug you every day like this" Biema said as she kissed Paris on the shoulder.

"Is Fikar not protesting you're going home early?" paris asked while writhing as Biema did not stop peeling at her neck. Biema's head shook his head. Stop for a moment and look at Paris.

"I'm her superior. He does not have to protest," he said full of the absolute relationship of a superior.

"You cheating boss" Paris accused, looking to the side with a witty mimic. Biema brought her face closer to Paris. The romantic and warm atmosphere is so.

"Your phone is ringing" said Paris, choosing to take off Biema's pagutan. Because the phone also chose to keep ringing rather than stop DNA silence because it was ignored. Biema's head lowered looking for the origin of the voice. His phone is ringing. Screen on.

"Arga called" Biema said, panicking Paris.

"Hurry up" cried Paris. Biema immediately took his phone and brought the flat object closer to his ear.The other hand still hugged his wife.

"Yes. Hello."

"Hello, Biem. Have you picked up Paris?" ask Arga.

"Yes. I've already picked her up."

"I called Paris' cell phone, but she didn't take my call." The girl's phone is not in her hands. When changing clothes he put it on the nightstand and did not bring it again. "Is he with you?"

"Y ..."

"I want to ask about Juna," continued Arga before getting a clear answer. Biema was about to tell her sister-in-law that she is currently with Paris, but because Arga asked about Juna, she said no.

Paris wondered what her brother was talking to Biema about. Biema knew the look of that curious face. The man immediately turned on the loud speaker mode to let his wife know what they were talking about.

"I'm in the office. Paris seems to be in the apartment" Biema said, making Paris beside her astonished. Because Biema is clearly not in the office. Even Paris was beside him, but this man was reluctant to tell. Paris snorting. Biema put her index finger over her lips telling this girl to be quiet. Paris according.

"Oh, huh? Maybe he's sleeping. Because he didn't pick up his phone when I called."

"Yes. It's probable. In the tiredness of the exam."

"Mm .. when I want to ask you about Juna. Why did that kid suddenly disconnect the phone?" ask Arga riled.

"What's wrong with Juna?" tanya Biema wanted to know.

"No. It seems his family doesn't know about him working it. Asha herself was astonished when I said she was working. Because the exam just finished. He must not have earned his degree. He's still a student." It was obvious that Juna worked without telling his parents.

"I don't think it's a problem. It shows he is an independent boy. I think Juna is a smart kid. Since young I have wanted to work. That's good spirit" Biema commented.

"really. She looks like my wife. The food-truck? You're giving Paris school gifts with free food?" asked Arga about the gift sent Biema.

"That's just a thank you for Paris taking the exam."

"Ho .. so yes. I also want to tell you about my recovery." Arga did not forget also about his desire to tell his sister about Hendarto's father. "He can come home later. So don't go to the hospital again." The face of Paris sumringah upon hearing the good news.

"Daddy-in-law can go home?" tanya Biema made sure.

"Yes." Yeah."

"OKAY. I'll tell my wife. We'll come to your mother's house to see."

"If there's still a lot of work, you can come tomorrow. No need to rush. Pray for a healthy father always."

"okay."