I Love You Mr. Arman
Chapter 17
"OK" waved his hand with a smile.
Arman quickly lowered the rough hand of Sachinta who was still waving towards Riski, even though the man had dropped out of class. Stare sharply at Sachinta and order to come into his room. For a moment advancing her irritated lips, Sachinta followed her husband to go to his room.
"Sit down!" emphatically Arman so up to his room, just obeyed by Sachinta.
"I'm so hungry" whined holding my stomach.
Giving food he had bought from the cafeteria, Arman requested that Sachinta eat and remain seated in his room. Standing pocketing both hands, Arman noticed his wife was enjoying a meal. Like people who don't eat seven years, Sachinta never leaves his mouth empty and stops chewing.
"You are a wife, so do not like to be close to other men" said Arman lirih.
"Where do you want to deket, Father's people have kicked him first" relaxed Sachinta lowered his face by continuing to chew.
"You know, you like Riski?" ask Arman curiously.
"You dong sir, you know what? you know, uh you are rich. If you know for sure I'm dead now" Sachinta said while thinking.
Massaging his head, Arman sat on the chair behind his desk. He did not understand what else to say to a girl who was too innocent for a marriage relationship. Can not blame completely, because the age of Sachinta is indeed a time where the sense of attraction of the opposite sex begins to grow and develop.
"Udah out, I'm out first sir. Thank you for the meal, it's so good let alone free" a laugh rose from his seat.
"Dispose of the wrappings, who wants to throw them away?!" emphatically Arman.
"Yes, I threw it away. Do you want me to eat anyway?" lazy Sachinta grabbed the package on the table.
"Oh yes, I'll go home first. I have training for the tournament, I will go home alone" Sachinta said before leaving.
"Hm" Arman brief.
Opening the door and rushing out to return to class, Arman is visibly stressed in his room. He grabbed the phone in his pants pocket, pressed the number Melati was about to speak but undone. He should not have addressed Sachinta's problem to his mother, and chose to feel it for himself.
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By 15:30, the school had disbanded. Sachinta changed clothes in the bathroom before practicing basketball. She is on the women's core team, along with Riski on the men's core team. This exercise makes him very happy, because it can satisfy the eyes staring at the man of the heart.
After changing into a basketball suit, Sachinta came out and carried his bag in hand. The phone rang a call from Syibil directly in his lift, and kept walking towards the field.
"What ma?" ask Sachinta when the call is connected.
"Your mother is in your house, where are you?" syibil said from the end of the phone, already sitting in the living room of Arman's house.
"I was at school ma, I came home the night there was basketball practice. Mr. Arman went home first, just wait at home" Sachinta whispered.
"Basket continue, you are married not too much activity! take care of that's your husband!" syibil.
"Ma, I'm still in school. Mama who really wants to marry me, why do I want what do you do, right? anyway, Mr. Arman is not a baby, why do I take care of it?" relax Sachinta.
"It's hard to talk to you, it's crazy old mama!" he said straight to turn off the phone.
"Well, look at my baby yayang Kiki" smilingly put the phone in a bag, Sachinta walked towards the field.
Starting the warm-up before the workout, his eyes continued to search in all directions. Not yet found the figure he really wanted to meet, Sachinta went on to warm up.
"Lo's feet are better?" there was a reprimanding sound from behind, he quickly turned his head and widened his smile.
"Darling Kiki, uh I mean Kiki. Udah dong, sick also always come because there is you" crybaby by stretching, Riski smiled at Sachinta and ruffled his hair.
"It could be Lo" said Riski with his hands still at the end of the head of the girl remained crybaby with hearts blooming.
Unaware of the pair of eyes watching behind the window, Sachinta still widened his smile towards Riski who was also smiling. Arman deliberately moved the car out, so that Sachinta thought he had gone home first. Unbeknownst to Sachinta if he is still in his room, want to observe how close Sachinta is also Riski.
"Just held her hair was so happy!" grumbling Arman keeps an eye on.
Lips were endlessly grumbling, eyes still faithfully observing the girl had started practicing basketball. Hands clenched without orders, seeing the girl was already his wife was seen laughing in between his exercises. Without tired he stood peeking behind the window, it felt like he really wanted to come out pulling Sachinta away from the field.
"Why should I be angry? am I not in love?" murmured lirih Arman.
"But he is also a wife, it's nice if I'm not angry" Arman added muttering.
Intending to get revenge, Arman sits on his laptop. Makes a lot of practice out of all the subjects. He typed vigorously giving a matter, which would make Sachinta feel his own madness at home later. Smiling satisfied with the matter he was collecting, he hoped that his way of revenge would work smoothly.
Some time passed, the day seemed to be dark. The training was completed by Mr. Arul, and asked to return to training tomorrow after school. Given that the tournament will be held one more week, it was forced that Mr. Arul had to tighten up the training of all teams.
"Lo went home alone?" riski asked while handing over a bottle of mineral water to Sachinta.
"Thank you" grinned gladly Sachinta received a bottle filled with drinking water from Riski.
"Gue hingga see Lo motor" said Riski.
"Yes, I don't have a motorbike. Take public transportation" sahut Sachinta then sipped a drink.
"Bareng I just yes, already want dark" said Riski, immediately spout a drink still full in the mouth of the girl rounded great eyes.
"Hahahahaha, flood of times" Riski laughed.
"Lo my anterin? you got a girl angry?" ask Sachinta with a fishing stale.
"Gue has broken up, no one is angry. Come back to the dark hunt" said Riski, wearing a black backpack inviting Sachinta together.
"Hahahahaha, windfall where" Sachinta laughed softly.
Hurry up to take the bag, put in the original small towel that he was wearing to wipe the sweat earlier. Sachinta ran after Riski towards the motorcycle parking lot, and riding on the red sports bike Riski was on it.
Again Arman looked furious, and quickly ran out to the car he parked outside the school. Following from behind the girl remains wearing a blue white basketball uniform, the middle is piggybacking with both hands holding on to two sides of Riski's shoulders.
"Based on profit, just plunge! Look, we're doing the calculations at home!" geram Arman observed from behind while still passing the vehicle.
