I Love You Mr. Arman

Chapter 32

Out together after wearing clothes, Arman and Sachinta feel awkward about what has happened and known Melati. The two walked hand in hand, with Sachinta feeling otherwise for hers.

"It hurts to make way" Sachinta whispered to her husband.

"I'm a carry?" sahut Arman.

"Well, when she wanted to be carried away was found rich earlier" smacked the arm of her husband, Sachinta refused.

"What good feeling? just because of the pain!", Arman's temptation to hold a smile.

"Enak, but the same chest hurts. You are playing serobot aja" sahut plain Sachinta, widening Arman's anxious smile.

"You again, right?" back Arman tease.

"Engga!" sachinta's brief run ahead.

Smiling at the steps of his wife, terbesit in Arman's mind will body already he enjoyed the first time. After Sachinta kissed his father-in-law's hand, Arman found it strange to look at him.

"Mama here to take between meals, it's been cooked and not even dateng dateng" said Melati broke the awkward feeling.

"Design to go there tonight, Ma" said Arman sitting on a single sofa.

"What the hell, don't come so you can quickly get a grandchild" smiled shyly Melati replied, developing a forced smile Sachinta.

"Mama.." cried Arman embarrassed.

Smiling covering her mouth, Melati glanced at her husband and played an eyebrow. Seeing her son and daughter-in-law in a condition she should not have seen, Melati was very happy because the relationship had really happened.

Bailing home because they do not want to interfere with the time together, Melati and her husband forbid both to take her forward. Because Sachinta's move made him grieve on his own.

"Don't forget to tell Mama first if it has grown yes" whispered Melati to her son.

"What the hell? no growing, no plants?" sahut Arman, pinched his belly by a beautiful woman loves to flirt.

"Don't fasten, the road is hard. Tomorrow is school holidays rather than being caught" whispered the bespectacled man towards his son, saying goodbye.

Arman took a deep breath and shook his head at the words of his parents. Sounding vulgar and unceasingly stale, Arman's ears felt uneasy and began to redden the face of shame.

Although it was forbidden to deliver, Arman still drove the two to the terrace of the house. Waiting until his parents' vehicle came out of the yard, Arman stood waiting.

Back into the house, approaching the wife was sitting on the table table. The man in black bokser trousers and the matching tee shirt kissed Sachinta's forehead before sitting down and eating together.

"It's not really that sick?" arman asked softly, worried about his wife.

"Sick is a small hole people enter so rich that the time is not sick" relaxed Sachinta while chewing food.

"Later also sick, it must be repeated at least two or three times the stone is sick" said Arman, starting to eat what his wife had taken before he came.

"Emang yes?" sahinta was not trusting her husband.

"It's true, if you've often even got sick again" very calmly Arman said, after nodding his head.

"Oh, so" nodded repeatedly, Sachinta tried to understand.

Arman simply smiled down his gaze towards the food-filled plate before him. Sachinta's innocent attitude and answers, sometimes making him worried about his association outside.

Fun to enjoy a meal together, the house bell rang. Immediately the housemaid walked over quickly to look ahead. Before long he returned and approached the two people enjoying a meal while laughing politely.

"Sorry, Den. There's a guest in front of Aden's search" the middle-aged housekeeper politely bowed.

"Who, Bi?" surprised Arman.

"Pelan dong if eating" Arman moved to give a drink while rubbing his wife's back.

"Mom Raisa know you live here?!" ask Sachinta round his eyes.

"It was here once when you were at Mama's house" said Arman.

"Father hunt come out, I want to go to the room" replied quickly the woman was very afraid of being discovered.

"Further your meal, no need to go to the room" said Arman pulled his wife to sit back.

Want to protest, but Arman had already walked towards the front. Restless can no longer continue eating even though he is still hungry, Sachinta is afraid if the relationship and Arman is revealed.

He pushed slowly on the chair, stopped eating and walked back to his room. But unfortunately, Raisa first saw Sachinta's steps and reprimanded when he was about to sit in the living room.

"Sasa?" tegur Sachinta, stop the steps women are walking to look back.

"Eh, Miss Raisa" smiled forcefully, Sachinta turned his head towards the woman walking over to him.

"Why are you here wearing gini-rich clothes again?" raisa's bad question, pulling Sachinta's short jumpsuit arm.

"She I.." exclaimed Arman as he walked toward the two, but cut Sachinta quickly.

"I, want les Bu. Yes, I want tutoring in Mr. Arman, I am not smart about the lesson" he quickly Sachinta.

"Oh.." exclaimed Raisa, observing from top to bottom repeatedly the female still forced a smile before her.

Knowing that her husband would reveal his true identity, Sachinta immediately replied without a second thought. Together towards the living room, Arman seemed uncomfortable with the presence of Raisa at home without telling first.

"What do you need?" arman asked coldly.

"I want to ask you to take a book, yesterday the day after you said you want to take me" said the beautiful woman with a blue blouse tosca was smiling.

"Same father is dating? he meant I heard that at school" asked Sachinta feeling bad, widening Raisa's smile but making her husband glare at her.

"As you can see" smiling proudly Raisa, further making Sachinta's feelings uneasy.

"Oh, means the same mother Mr is dating? why do you marry me, ma'am, it's quite old" asked Sachinta again, the more you don't like Arman to hear.

"Just pray yes" said Raisa smiling.

"Do your job in the middle room there!" firmly Arman glared.

"Yes sir, I don't want to be the third person here either" Sachinta said.

"I'm in for a moment of love" said Arman.

"Yes, sir" softly Raisa replied.

Going inside following his wife, Arman is desperate to get angry at what Sachinta questioned in his jealousy earlier. Unseen by Raisa, Arman pulls his wife and brings her to the room to talk.

"Crazy are you so rich?!" emphatically Arman.

"Why? it is true, said the child also the father wants to marry Ms Raisa" sahut Sachinta.

"Sasa! I married you, and you're my wife!" arman stressed.

"Don't joke, sir, I've seen you hold Bu Raisa's waist at school. Do you like Miss Raisa?" sahut Sachinta, feeling jealous from the day Arman walked with Raisa in the school corridor.

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