
"Darling, didn't you forget your promise?" erina said with glaring eyes looking at Arga.
Arga who did not understand the meaning of Erina's question only scratched his head that did not itch and frowned in confusion.
"What promise ....?" asked Arga while linking her eyebrows together.
Erina was upset, again her husband had forgotten the promise he had made.
"An-cell Ma-har-di-ka, baby." Erina spelled out the name of the artist who became her idol.
"Oh, Ansel. What do I promise?" goda Arga with a smirk smile.
"Ish .. You always have, your son wants to see the actor. Don't be a father who doesn't keep his promises, '" Erina said with a waistline.
"What is the desire of our child? Not you?" search Arga.
"Of course .. of course that's our child's wish, they talk again. Didn't you hear it, baby?" erina said as she stroked her stomach and lowered her head.
"Certainly, they say that?" With innocence Arga immediately brought her ears right under Erina's stomach, after waiting for a few seconds. The man is upset.
"No sound whatsoever, are you trying to fool me?" Arga leaned towards Erina, making Erina clumsy.
Erina rolled both her eyes, as if looking for an excuse for Arga's question.
"Ehmm .. This is the mother tongue and dear child, so it's only natural that I hear it. You're a father, so there's no way you can hear it" Erina said, She closed her mouth to keep from laughing.
"really? Is it really like that? Does our son just want to talk to you, baby, don't they want to talk to me, too?" arga's question was already tickling Erina's ears, the woman just nodded her head so that her husband did not suspect the reasons made up by her.
Arga knitted his eyebrows together, he was a little surprised by his wife's statement. However, he did not want to bother about it.
Erina smiled to show her a row of white teeth, She was so happy to see the look on Arga's face.
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Montana Group Office
Arga was thinking about what his wife said this morning, he did not want to be a husband who did not keep his promise. He seemed to be massaging the tip of his nose because of a strange request from the wife that really made him dizzy. And more precisely, he was jealous.
"Do those cravings have to be weird like this? It used to be sweat, now I want to meet the artist. Weird cravings tomorrow, what?" annoyed.
As usual, Mr. Sam just shook his head and waited for orders from his master with his flat face. No expression and no words. haha
"Sir Sam, find out about Ansel mahardika at this time. The last time I met him was two years ago, when we were together watching an English League game at Old Trafford. We were both Manchester United fans, it was Manchester United against Manchester City." Arga's mind goes back to remembering what happened two years ago, he smiled faintly.
"It doesn't feel like time is passing so fast" he added.
Mr. Sam immediately agreed Arga's order, he immediately left the boss' room.
Silent for a moment,
Incall
"Hello ..." there was a male voice saying from there.
"Hello, Mr Ansel do you remember me? Arga Hutama," asked Arga
"Still Mr. Arga dong, even your mobile number is still neatly stored in my phone contacts," replied Ansel.
"How are you, Mr Ansel? My old best friend. It's been a long time since we've met" Arga said.
"Wait ... What the hell are you calling me? Tumben once and what did you call me? A pal? Ha-ha-ha, you're so funny. What kind of friend lets his friend fall, where have you been Young Master? When I need support and help, you don't show your nose at all" Ansel told Arga.
"Fall down, what's wrong with you?" arga's voice sounded panicked.
"You don't know the news at all? Oh right, Young Master like you would never know about the problems of the outside world" Ansel sneered.
Arga snorted annoyedly at Ansel's taunts.
"Ck .. You still have my number, why don't you try to contact me" Arga said.
"Ha-ha-ha, very serious sir. I'm just kidding, forget about my prank. What's the matter you called me? There must be something important, so that a Mr. Arga Hutama contact Ansel Mahardika," said Ansel accompanied by laughter.
"I'd like to invite you to dinner at my house, when do you have time?" said Arga.
"I feel very flattered Young Master, I will definitely take my time," Ansel replied enthusiastically.
"Well then tomorrow night, how about it?" bargain Arga.
"It is with pleasure that I will empty all my schedules for you" Ansel said. Arga chuckled at Ansel's reply.
"Well then, I'll see you tomorrow" Arga said, closing the phone.
End call
"Darling, wait for tomorrow night. I'll give you a surprise" Arga muttered with a smile.
Connect ....
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This time a special episode yes, because the author of the collaboration with the online brother author who was torn by a storm.
The same curious artist named Ansel Mahardika, kuy you can visit in the novel Forced to Marry a Possessive Actor by Linanda Anggen aka gymnastics teacher Erina ya😉💝