Forced to Marry a High School Girl

The extra part 2

Nattan entered the house, and sat on the sofa in the middle room while massaging her throbbing forehead.

This was the first time they had a big fight like now, as usually Anggia kept quiet more and relented.

Crack...

One of the paperbags that Anggia had placed earlier fell, making half of the contents scattered about the floor.

Nattan crouched down to pick up something that was no longer foreign to him, a perfume that he used to wear, with the same brand and color, he just remembered, if the stock of perfume in his room was exhausted.

Suddenly he was interested in trying to open one by one another paperbag, which turned out to be 70% of his needs, and the rest of Zian's needs, absolutely none of Anggia's.

Nattan's body rumbled onto the floor, sighing with sudden pain, he shook his head and again ruffled his hair violently.

Sorry, of course.

During this time he has not been able to completely eliminate his explosive habit and did not ask further.

He was too emotional, when Anggia was home from work, while caretaker Zian while Anggia was in college had brought Zian home.

Since Marrying Anggia Nattan is more active in working, not infrequently he works until late, because he wants to always meet the wife so as not to feel any shortcomings, not to mention the lack of any, considering that Anggia's biological mother once left her husband for a luxury.

But now Nattan realized, Anggia is different from the mother, who wants more togetherness than luxury that seems to be nothing to Anggia.

Nattan paced around in the room, occasionally he glanced at Zian who was still fast asleep, his handsome baby was indeed closer to Anggia, he said, for that he could not imagine what if if Anggia had really abandoned him.

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''Did you say, Anggia go, then,? how the hell Nat, you should be able to balance your Wife, do not forget your age is ten years older than Anggia, mama does not want to know as soon as you have to bring Anggia back.'' sent mama Indri by phone, when Nattan told him that Anggia left his house last night.

This day Nattan felt very frustrated, he did not know where to look for Anggia, especially when Zian cried, because the stock Asi who used to prepare Anggia in the freezer was now exhausted.

"Cup cup, baby, don't cry anymore, son, soon we'll find mama" said Nattan as she kissed her son who kept crying, then called bi Asri, as soon as possible, a middle-aged woman used to look after Zian while Anggia was in college.

"Where should I find you, baby, go home! I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to hurt you, Anggia." Nattan said as he drove his car through every place his wife used to visit in the past.

The day was getting late, even the sun was almost drowned, but Nattan never found it.

Until finally he decided to go home first.

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While on his way, Nattan pulled over his car when he saw a crowd of people in front of a large matrial shop selling various building materials.

"What's up, sir, rame-rame?" said Nattan, asking one of the fathers who were behind the other.

"It's a mas, there's a motorbike-snapping girl."

"A girl sir."

"Yes, it seems so, still young, beautiful again." said the father who returned to the crowd, making Nattan feel curious, and joined the crowd.

The deg!

"Anggia." said Nattan with a choked breath, and crouched down beside him.

The woman who had been looking down was suddenly looking up, until the two of them met each other in a few seconds.

"M-mas Nattan."

"What's happening, why is it like this?" asked with a worried tone, making Anggia look away to turn her face in another direction.

''Does he know this girl?" said a young man whose position was near Anggia.

"Yes, more than know her, she's my wife."

"Welehh, his mas this how the hell, had his wife's car instead left to walk alone, mbok ya so the husband had a little feeling to mas, mas!" chirp one of the fat mothers who carry two vegetables in her hand.

"Yes, I'm sorry ma'am, I was wrong." replied Nattan.

"There is no need to apologize to me, but apologise equally, his wife wong is beautiful so kok ya left alone, I guarantee 1000% out there must be a lot of who want mbaknya so their wives.''' continued the mothers while putting the look of the judges.

"Already, it is better to be quickly taken home, or all checked so that his legs are treated quickly, pity his legs are so blisters" said the young man tried to mediate.

Nattan swiftly grabbed Anggia's body, carried him and carried him into his car, not forgetting he thanked the people who had helped his wife.

"We're in the hospital."

"No need." answered Anggia ketus.

"But your wound_"

"It's just a small wound, and there's no need for medicine."

"Anggium_"

"I said no, yes no.''

Nattan sighed softly, he tried to dampen his emotions, if he said rudely again then certainly Anggia would leave again.

"Let me down here."

"No, we're going home together."

"Down here, I say." said Anggia in a half-screaming tone, making Nattan Forced to pull back his car.

"Anggia please, go home! I'm sorry about yesterday, I really didn't mean it like that Anggia."

Anggia cared for his hearing, and rushed to open the car door, until Nattan's last words made his body sculpt.

"Zian's thirsty, he needs you."

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