I Love You Mr. Arman
Chapter 20
LIKE, don't forget...
Feeling refreshed in his own way, already changed into full clothes. Sachinta shifted the bathroom door, and he saw Arman still faithfully waiting by sitting on the edge of the bed reading a thick book. Stepping over, Sachinta stared at the middle book Arman was holding and leaned over to peek at the title on the cover.
"What?" asked Arman close the book, immediately the girl was still bowing her gaze towards Arman and began to cry.
"Borrow?" add back Arman, Sachinta straight body and waved a sign of unwillingness.
"Hehehe hgga sir, don't bother. I'm still in my right mind to read a book this thick" said Sachinta, still waving.
Arman took a deep breath, and stood walking towards the table in the corner of the room. Put the book down and ask Sachinta to come out together. But the invitation signal from Arman's face was not understood Sachinta, who was still standing still.
"Do you want to read a book or eat?" arman asked the girl at the end of the bed.
"Eating dong, reading the book anyway sir" back crybaby, Sachinta immediately walked towards Arman so as not to be told to read.
The two of them went out to the dining table, Melati and Syibil were there. They still show false familiarity and harmony, with Arman holding the girl's hand trying to break away.
"Okay, romantic newlyweds" teased Melati patting her hands staring at the two people immediately smiling widely.
"So want to marry again if you see you gini" Shibil chirped with a happy face and hope.
"Mama, you're getting old to get married again. I said papa loh" sahut Sachinta and pulled a chair next to her husband.
"We don't know if flocking now is a lot of handsome?" a whispering Syibil covered the side of his face towards his daughter, but clearly the voice was still heard by everyone at the dinner table.
"Hahaha, you are. For one dong for me if you know leaning" laugh Melati patted the shoulder of a friend sitting next to her.
"Mama.." cried Arman reminded.
"Have a child who is difficult to joke" muttered lirih Melati.
"He, take it for your husband just take it for you! it's polite to be a wife!" shibil saw his daughter take a meal for herself.
"Wouldn't there be my own hands, should I? anyway Mr. Arman right.." Sachinta protest has not been completed, cut his mother firmly.
"Sir, Sir! you think your husband is a public transport driver?! call me dear, that love is not sir! basic oding!" firmly upset Syibil, instead laughed off by his daughter.
"Ouch!" shrieking Sachinta in pain, rubbing the leg had kicked the woman looking at him sharply.
"You are not used to it yet. Later if you have often been alone in the room, gardening together will immediately smoothly call him" whispered Melati accompanied by laughter at his best friend.
"Gardening?!" arman and Sachinta exclaimed along with a strange face.
"Yes gardening, planting corn seeds" laughingly Syibil explained.
A new couple who did not understand the meaning of gardening and planting corn seeds, put on a stupid face while staring at the two women still laughing whispering in front of them. Arman shook his head repeatedly at his mother's behavior, while Sachinta continued eating even though the others had not started eating.
"He! you're polite, others haven't eaten yet!" syibil protests saw his daughter was already ravenous.
"I was hungry for basketball practice, early in the morning also not in love with breakfast Mr. Arman" said the girl with a full mouth, looking quickly Melati also Syibil towards Arman.
"You why don't you give your daughter-in-law a meal anyway? you know not that she has to be healthy and eat a lot in order to get pregnant quickly" said Melati, as soon as Sachinta choked by the food is very full in her mouth hear the word pregnant.
"Basic sloppy! murmured Arman patted his wife's back slowly by giving her a drink.
The two women in front of them laughed even more anxiously at the attitude he considered romantic, without knowing what really happened in the household heresy of their children. Continue to help his wife to stay relieved, rubbing the back where the hand still holds the glass.
"Ma, I told you not to talk about grandchildren or ask for grandchildren. Sachinta is still a little girl and it's not time for her to get pregnant" Arman said as she put down the glass.
"Yes planted first do not know what, later if the growth is also fast we are cool" replied Melati smiling, only reciprocated a long breath of her son.
Daydreaming gazing towards the sky sky, Sachinta developed a wish for the state of a fat body with an enlarged stomach. Instantly he shouted and shook his head repeatedly while patting both sides of his face, to resuscitate the mind in a constantly expanding mind.
"Oh, don't get involved! that's impossible! if I'm fat and ugly, how can I get along with Kiki?!" inner Sachinta repeated patting both sides of the face to resuscitate.
Arman just shook his head in surprise glanced at the wife beside him, as if he had memorized exactly how Sachinta's mindset. He had already guessed in his mind about the ridiculous thing that was clearly touching his wife's current thinking.
Syibil and Melati laughed at what Sachinta was doing. They really hope that a grandchild will soon be present in the middle of the family, to add to the happiness that exists. Even though until now, Arman has not touched his wife at all, because it still keeps his wife from falling into promiscuity when chastity is no longer attached.
Knowing very well how the development of this day and age, Arman did not want if Sachinta to get entangled into the flow of adolescent association that he considered getting crazy. For this reason, he never wanted to touch his wife, until she was well aware of her status as a wife.
