
Already two days Arnav did not go to work, he applied for leave for one week, lucky he was allowed leave, because all this time Arnav never applied for leave, he never applied for leave, only once did he apply for a week's leave.
On the other side of her, Audia again wagged her hands to her face, she just rested under a shady tree near her father's cassava garden.
Bunda Diani also sat there, they just finished plucking cassava and took the kale leaves to sell it to the market.
"The kale leaves let Audia aja inter ya bun, Audia all want to look at the market too, have not been there for a long time!"
"May, but go home not too long!"
"Ready mother!"
They tied the kale leaves, there were about ten bundles of kale leaves that Audia would bring to the market later.
Mumpung hari is still morning market in this village is still crowded with buyers.
"Sir Ninik...!" his words greeted the thirty-year-old woman.
"Occupy... Audia, when are you here?" ask with a friendly smile.
"It's been almost two weeks, but I've never been to my house again! said Audia.
"Bak's busy!" ninik
"Sokay busy!" sneer Audia.
Audia placed ten bundles of kale vegetables in front of Ninik, Ninik took the kale vegetables. During this time the Audia family sold the kale vegetables to Ninik.
"How much tie?"
"Ten Mbak!"
"Where's the money?" have Audia stick her palm out to Ninik.
"Prophe napa!"
Finished selling kale vegetables Audia surrounds this market first, while buying cooking ingredients for her mother.
"Mang Tora! hello Audia
The man who was the same age as his father immediately turned his head.
"Eeh Audia, come home from the city...!" said Tora
"Udah mang!" her word.
Finished shopping and greeting the people he knew who were in this market, Audia now returned to her home.
Audia goes to the angkot ride market, usually she will go to the market on her father's bike ride.
Audia waited for the passing angkot for her to ride, very long she waited for the angkot but the angkot did not pass either.
"Tumben this hour angkot deserted!"
Audia still glanced towards the arrival of the angkot, once through her angkot full.
"The old damn thing!"
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On the other hand Arnav was again pensive on the sofa of the tv room, he knew Audia had gone from home already these two days.
But there's no sign he'll be looking for his wife's.
Does she still not consider Audia or is she happy if Audia leaves?
Arnav rubs his hair, in his heart he desperately wants to find Audia but his ego also can not fight his desire to find Audia.
"Damn it!" arnav
Arnav threw his cell phone onto the sofa where he was sitting.
Arnav is emotional because he does not have his own wife's mobile number, it's useless that the phone is nice and branded but he does not have his wife's phone number.
All this time Arnav never kept Audia's phone number, even asking for a phone number, looking at Audia he was very reluctant.
As well as Audia, she also did not keep Arnav's phone number, Audia was afraid to ask for her husband's phone number.
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Back again at Audia's place, he was still waiting for the angkot on the side of the road, he had long been waiting for the angkot but the angkot that was waiting was not even there.
He pulled out a cell phone from his gamis pocket, he sent a message to his mother if she was a little late coming home from her market.
"May you understand!"
Audia keeps her cell phone in her gamis pocket.
"Angkot oh angkot where are you!"
"Uuuh. angkot this if in waiting will be quiet, try if not in waiting he even nongol as good as it is!" bawling Audia.
In addition, someone also got off the Alphard car shiny white.
"Hey, meet us again!"
Audia squinted her eyes looking at the figure of the man who greeted her.
Upon seeing the man Audia bellowed dodging from the man.
"Doctor songong!" murmured Audia put on a flat face.
Yes, the man who greeted Audia earlier was Adam the psychiatrist of many styles, the first time Audia met him on the bus at that time.
Audia gave the doctor songong's label to Adam, because Audia was a little annoyed with Adam's cute face.
Though Adam the psychiatrist many styles her handsome eleven twelve with her husband, but Audia is still Audia, she is already in love with her own husband.
"Well, we'll see you again!" said Adam.
"What the hell!" audia judes
Well, well it seems like Adam is very interested in disturbing Audia, Adam is very interested in approaching Audia because according to Adam, Audia is a woman who likes to cry.
"Hmm.. like her you're waiting for an angkot!" said Adam
Audia rolled her eyeballs she was very emotional if Adam was near her, although this was the second time she met, still Audia was very lazy with her.
Get out of this front!
"Let me drop by, who knows you'd like to introduce me to your parents!" adam said with his pede.
Audia raises her upper lip, idih hanged alive by the new ember father tau rasa, the wife of the person even nearin.
"I'm sorry, why is it always my distraction at the wrong time?"
"Lack of work!" audia glared at Adam
Adam only grinned wide as Audia glared at herself.
"I have a husband!" said Audia then waltzed away from there, she did not want Adam to disturb her married self, however Audia greatly respect her husband, even though her husband did not consider her.
Adam immediately fell silent and blinked his eyes, he could not believe it turned out that the woman he considered as a crybaby was married.
"His face is still cute and funny, but already have a husband, his age is also still a dozen years old like her!"
"O Allah, let not the law of the servant disturb the wives of the people!" adam's murmured a little grimace.
Audia waited for the angkot a little far from Adam, while Adam was still silently pecking there.
Let's get mental, he said the psychiatrist so he can heal his mental!
Adam gets into his car again, he stops in front of Audia.
"I don't bother you, I want to be friends, don't you talk to your husband yes, I don't want to be stamped as a player! adam said with his pity face and his hands clenched at his chest.
Audia did not respond until finally the angkot stopped in front of Adam's car, Audia immediately boarded the angkot.
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