I Love You Mr. Arman

Chapter 37

Satisfied with laughing at Nino, the two left the table and left there was food left on the table. Immediately Nino ran after the two people joined hands with each other, and separated the walk in the middle.

"Hehehe, I don't have any arm" grinned Nino around the arms of two people staring with frowning brows.

"Have a hand to hold someone's wife, get out of the way!" pulling Nino's hand apart from the woman's arm shocked at her attitude, Arman took Sachinta back.

"That's so damn good? the truck still has a distance" advance the lips, mengelas Nino said softly.

Continuing to follow from behind, Nino silently photographed Arman and Sachinta. A small smile develops the mind, and nods the head repeatedly. Still holding the phone and taking a few more photos from a different point of view, Nino had other plans in her brain.

As soon as he arrived at the parking lot, Arman opened the door for his wife and helped her in. The man with the black backpack, still followed his older cousin and stood up with a cute pretentious face.

"What else?" tanya Arman turned to the man nearby.

"Nebeng.." exclaimed Nino crybaby, wiggling without moving.

"Well, go home by yourself!" firmly Arman, walking towards the steering door left Nino in a wave.

"Well, I'm going to go home?" lirih Nino muttered.

Quickly Nino opened the second row door before Arman entered, sitting quietly putting the bag beside her body. Pretend to read a book so as not to be driven out of the car.

Arman took a deep breath seeing Nino occasionally glancing at him, and immediately returned to staring at the book once it was discovered. Sachinta just smiled a little at the behavior of the famous OSIS chairman firmly at the school.

Turn on the vehicle's engine and start driving out of the mall. There was no other option for Arman than to drive his cousin back home. He also intends to all stop by the house to talk about the dinner that wants to be held, in order to introduce his wife to the big family.

Some time splitting the night streets, decorated with beautiful street lights and highlight lights from passing vehicles. Arman stopped the vehicle right in front of Nino's house and immediately asked her cousin's sister to get off.

"There" said Arman lirih, looking back with his right hand still on the steering wheel wrapped in black.

"Hahaha thank you my dear brother" said Nino, shuddering in disdain Arman heard.

Without saying goodbye to Sachinta who was fast asleep, Nino came down and closed the door slowly. Arman drove back to his house, which was near Nino's house.

Mang Udin was about to lock the fence, immediately opened the width of the fence when he found out Nino's car was about to enter the yard. The driver of his family indeed memorized the vehicle belonging to his employer's son.

"Hatur nohun, Mang" politely Arman, wide open car glass.

"Same at all, Aden" smiled with a finger, Mang Udin let Arman's car in.

Entering her parents' yard, and stopping the vehicle in front of the garage tightly closed. Arman did not immediately turn off the vehicle, he smiled staring at the deep face of the wife who had not started to fall asleep.

Noticing his face turning to the right with his eyes closed, Arman brought his face closer and stroked using the thumb the beautiful face of his wife had given him everything.

"Thank you for being the wife who always loves me the color every day, I love you Sa" she continued, Arman did not leave a smile on his face.

Kissing gently his wife's forehead, suddenly there was a knock from the window he had closed again earlier. Melati looks in a carefree face standing next to the car, reopened glass by Arman.

"What the hell, Ma? Sasa was sleeping again" whispered Arman to the woman directly put in the car once the glass was wide open.

"Thanks dong carried, you want to just sleep in the car anyway?!" glaring Melati while hitting her son.

"Yes, this also wants to go down lift Sasa" said Arman, rubbing his arm feels hot due to the hard blow of his mother.

"Where? is there a sign of your mama's nongol grandchild yet?" lirih Melati asked as her son got out of the car.

"Bikin is new, how do you want to be?" inner Arman, shaking his head.

"He, answer first don't just leave" protested Melati chasing her son across the front of the car.

"That there's no Ma yet. Think we're cats what just made it straight out?" sahut Arman origin, keep going.

"Hihihi, you are a cat" smiled Melati shut her mouth.

"Don't bother anymore, I'm back" said Arman while threatening, seeing the amused expression of his mother.

"Don't dong, it's aja cramming" said Melati, again hit his son to be pushed.

"So much energy Mama?" arman's protest was pushed over his shoulder, almost slumped.

"You are tired, you are very tired" said Melati in self-defense.

Again shaking his head about the behavior of a beautiful woman dressed in short toenails behind his body, Arman always felt frustrated when his mother acted strangely and began to think in her own way.

Standing beside the door was about to open, Arman gasped and fell into his nose. His handsome face was involuntarily pushed strong by the door as Sachinta opened with vigor, seeing his in-laws. Instead of helping, Melati and Sachinta laughed at Arman who fell down while holding his nose.

**Read also "Married Adopted Sister" by Alvarendra.

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