I Love You Mr. Arman

Chapter 38

"Well laugh anyway?!" irked Arman protested two men lying low holding stomachs in front of him.

"You're so funny, son" Melati said in between laughter, staring at her son still holding his nose with an exasperated expression.

Standing alone in spite of being laughed at, Arman left his mother and wife who remained unable to stop their laughter.

In the middle of the door was a man who had walked out, when he heard a noise. Arman kissed his papa's hand and went straight inside, covering his nose.

Sachinta and Melati realize Arman's departure, immediately trying to stop the laughter and catch his breath. Holding his daughter-in-law's arm, Melati hurriedly went inside.

Arman sat with his father in the living room. Leaning back by inserting a tissue into the nostril, Arman was indifferent to the arrival of the two people who did not help him earlier.

"Why the hell, Ma?" asked the man sitting in front of his son to look at Melati.

"Accident, Dad. Ordinary young people" said Melati wagging hands in front of the face, hinting if nothing important happened.

"What young man?!" murmured lirih Arman.

"Here let me help" said Sachinta trying to reach the middle tissue in the grasp of the man who pointed his head to the sky of the room.

"Thank you!" cynical Arman brushes his wife's hand.

"Yes, you are already big so you can be alone" said Sachinta, rearranging his seat that had been tilted to face her husband.

Feeling unpersuaded by his wife, Arman glanced to the side and pulled his hand over the lap to hold the tissue in his nose.

"In the persuaded cake, even in the cuekin" protested Arman, laughed at his parents.

"Who would not want to be persuaded? isn't it Sa?" jasmine Goda held back a laugh.

"Hahaha, yes Mamel. The man did not want to, now pull pull" said Sachinta to tease.

"Yes, no need" grumbled Arman annoyed, turning his face the other way his wife.

"You're a child now?" asked the man to look at his son's strange, accompanied by the gaze of no less strange two other people.

"People nih Pa any winter, if you already know the love fall tetep equally stupid stupid too" ceplas ceplos Melati replied, avenged her husband's smile.

"Huh? Mr Arman stupid? in any case, if stupid would not be a representative of the Mamel chieftain" sahut plain Sachinta, laughed at Arman lirih. While Melati and her husband just look at each other do not understand.

"Deputy principal, why become deputy chief?" lirih Arman murmured in the laughter he endured.

Sachinta felt that there was nothing wrong with what he thought was strange in-laws and her husband. She thought about what her mother-in-law said about her husband who was still on his back.

"Eh, have you eaten yet? Mama prepare the meal? it just so happened that there were leftover vegetables one week ago, so just stay in angetin aja" said Melati, immediately Arman and Sachinta looking at him gawking.

"Huh?! one week ago?!" arman and Sachinta asked at the same time, then looked at each other.

"Not a year" Melati relaxed raising both shoulders, stood up and directly walked inwards.

"You rinse with water there, let's stop the misting" said the man to follow his wife away.

"To my room" holding the wife's hand still gawking beside him, Arman gently pulled to his feet.

Surprised by her in-laws' speech, Sachinta gawked at how great the cuisine felt one week ago.

Arriving at a closed door, Arman pressed the door handle and brought his wife into the room without lighting the lights. His hand touched the wall next to the door and stepped back.

"Your room is so big! What a hobby to read?" sachinta said amazed, seeing a spacious room with many books arranged neatly.

"You also have to read a lot, let pinter" said Arman walking towards the bathroom.

"Do not read also pinter, so the Father loves me" murmured lirih Sachinta proudly.

Looking at every corner of the room, Sachinta headed to a desk where there was a picture framed beautifully on the table. His hand grabbed the white frame, and began to stare.

How surprised he was when he saw a photo of a man so familiar with a beautiful long-haired woman. Seeming to hug each other as well as smiling familiarly, Arman's face looked happy.

His expression turned strange knowing the photo on the desk, and immediately ran towards the bed as soon as he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening and pretended to play a mobile phone.

"Who? who's the same chat gini night?" arman asked, holding a small towel and walking over to his wife.

"Sa! daydreaming again" said Arman, patting his wife's arm in surprise, dropping his phone and turning his head.

"You why the hell? what's up?" tanya worried that Arman was holding both sides of his wife's face.

"Have you ever had a boyfriend before?" ask Sachinta directly without a stale base.

"Why ask rich? the important thing is that we are married, which used to be aja" Arman's smile answered casually.

"Javab!" sahinta shouted, lowering her husband's hands on his face.

"Sa? what the hell are you?" asked Arman astonished, after being surprised at the screams of his wife.

"Java!" sahinta firmly hurt in heart, because twice she saw her husband close to another woman.

"Yes there, I've had a boyfriend but that was it. Now that he's married, I came to his wedding at that time" explained Arman still expressing a strange attitude to his wife.

"Dad still like it?" ask Sachinta again.

"That's why I don't like it. I am now your husband, and I love you. Why did you arrive at that?" obviously Arman still feels strange.

"If you don't like it, why do you keep a picture of him on the table?' sachinta asked, surprising Arman remembered.

"That's been a long time there, Sa. I'm out of wedlock also immediately moved to a new house just as you so you did not have time to settle this room" replied Arman seriously explained.

"That means before marriage you are still in love even if you are married?" mengelasih Sachinta asked in a sad face.

"He was my first love, I had a hard time sparing him. That's why mama thinks I don't like girls, because I don't ever want Deket again the same girl. But marriage to you, everything changes and I love you. It's just you, nothing else" replied Arman at length.

"I swear by anything, no one else" Arman added.

"Sorry, I'm jealous" said Sachinta.

"I like you to be jealous, but prefer it if you speak clearly first what is not immediately angry" soft Arman, answered his wife's nod.

Read Alvarendra's "Marry Adopted Sister" (my joint work with my cousin and two other authors).