
Arriving at the apartment, Arga immediately searched for his wife's whereabouts and he found Lita in the kitchen, her woman was cooking something to prop up the stomach.
"Dear." Call her while wrapping both hands around Lita's waist. " What cook, hmm?" Arga asked, the man saw what the wife was cooking from behind Lita's shoulder.
"Spaghetti." The answer.
Eagerly wanting Lita to curse herself, she desperately wanted to be cold and ignore Arga.
But as soon as Arga came her attitude instantly changed, she warmly welcomed the man and was kind to him.
"Why eat that? have you eaten rice yet?" Ask Arga again.
" It's the same Hani, it's also because I want to." Answer." You want one too?" He then offered Arga.
"Can." Arga kissed Lita's cheek, as usual Lita never refused Arga's touch on her.
"Sit there! We'll eat together." Lita said, pointing at the bench in the pantry, because she had difficulty moving with Arga's hand on her waist.
"Can I just be like this." Lita snorted because if the man had already asked like this, she could do nothing but let.
Lita did not disobey Arga's words, the woman focused on finishing her cooking with Arga who was behind her.
A few minutes later our cooking was ready, he served the spaghetti on a plate for both of them.
"Sit down and eat." He said while putting a plate containing spaghetti belonging to Arga.
Lita pulled the chair beside the man for him to sit on, then enjoyed her own spaghetti.
The woman ate in silence while Arga enjoyed the spaghetti while looking at Lita's face.
Both corners of the lips are pulled upwards forming a smile when he remembers something.
Lita from that frowned. "Why?" The woman asked.
"No papa, I only realized that as long as we were married the next time you cooked for me." The man looked at his wife's face and Lita could catch the hue of happiness on Arga's face.
" I'm sorry I'm always a hassle." Lita said, she also only realized that Arga had always served her, but did not want Lita like that.
"You don't have to apologize, I'm just happy to be able to taste your cooking. It's delicious! I like it." He continued to be honest and only responded to Lita with a forced smile.
"If you like, from now on I'll cook for us." Lita.
"No dear, I praise your cooking doesn't mean you have to cook every day for me. We can do that together." Sahut Arga's.
"You're cooking! Let me wash the dishes." Arga takes the dishes from his and Lita's meal, and takes them to the sink for him to wash as soon as he gets a nod of the head from his wife.
Arga immediately washed the dishes of their former meal, after which he followed Lita who was sitting in the lounge while staring at the city view from behind the big glass in front of him.
When Arga came Lita looked dreamy so she did not realize that Arga was now sitting next to her. " Dear, what are you thinking?" Ask Arga. The man sat beside Lita rubbing her female hair.
Lita's shaking her head." Honey_"
"How is your relationship with him?" Some months they were married with a commitment not to talk about her while Arga was with Lisa and vice versa, for the first time Lita dared to ask about Lisa when she herself made the commitment to respect each other but in the end she was the one who violated it.
"Good." Replied Arga unsure because the man rarely went home to his adoptive parents, he spent more time in the office, he said, stay there and often to Singapore to accompany Anton without the knowledge of Lisa and Lita.
"She's pregnant too, right?" Arga nodded his head. "Ella told me the same story." He continued to explain because he did not want Arga to misunderstand him.
"Is her age the same as yours?" Lita returned to silent mode, Hearing Arga's answer made her increasingly gnawed at feelings of guilt.
He did not want his son, fared the same as he was, born and grew up without a father! But he also could not bear to let another daughter be in that position.
Every time Arga called out to her affectionately, putting her love feelings first, Lita felt like she was on the whip! It doesn't feel good to be in this position, wanting to accept but someone else is hurting.
"If I ask you to choose whom you will choose?" Lita asked, he changed his sitting position and faced Arga.
"Darling why are you asking like that, what's bothering you." Instead of answering Lita's question, Arga asked back. The man was not aware that his current answer made the doubt in the heart grow bigger.
"I'm just asking, not asking you to choose right away! You just have to answer, but if you don't want to answer either, that's okay." Lita.
"I'll choose you." Arka said with confidence, but Lita was not sure of Arga's words.
Not wanting to ask any further that might just make her feel even more guilty, Lita chose to switch their conversation.
"Tomorrow are you coming with me?" Ask Lita.
" Hmm, I want to meet my sister-in-law as well as my in-laws, shouldn't I know them." Lita nodded." Why are you asking about Lita, dear, instead of you forbidding me to talk about her while with you?" Lita thought their chatter about Arga and herself had ended.
"I'm just asking if that's any time. Doesn't mean anything really." Lita said, I heard a heavy sigh from Arga.
"Okay I believe and I hope you believe me too. And someday I want you to not feel guilty for anything that's going to happen between the three of us, you pretty much know what I'm doing later has nothing to do with you and you don't have to feel guilty for it." Lita did not acknowledge Arga's words the man stared into her husband's black bead looking for something he could understand. But what she gets is Arga's love for her.
"Don't think too much, just you know I love you." Arga pulls Lita's body and hugs her woman, occasionally kissing Lita's head. " Don't even think of leaving me, baby! I don't want to lose a family for the umpteenth time." He said again, making Lita close her eyes enjoying the pain that suddenly touched her heart, but the woman was as strong as possible to shake off the taste that might exist but her mind lit it up.