I'M Behind You, Arshal

Chapter 38

Leta clenched her hands firmly looking hate at the couple.

"shit I'm a step late!! cih, how could they meet anyway?! it'll be hard for me to get close to Arshal." leta grumbled in frustration. He didn't expect something like this to happen. He must spin his brains to plan to separate them or rather kill the person he hates most, Adara.

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"what do you want?" asked Arshal while flipping through the food menu in his hand.

"what's wrong?"

"hmm a lot, you can see for yourself" replied Arshal while thrusting the food menu to his wife.

"i'm on my way, just like you Shal." cried Adara.

"i'd like to order a lobster, but you can't eat because of a seafood allergy. I ordered a roast chicken, right??" bargain Arshal.

Deg.

How did he know I was allergic to seafood? is he really my husband? oh my God why don't I remember anything about this marriage?!

Adara nodded slowly, after ordering the food. Adara seemed fond of talking to Arshal about the facts that arise. He wanted to hear all about their marriage.

"Arshal, can I ask you something?" ask Adara slowly. Arshal looked up at his wife, "what's wrong?"

"hmm can I know how we met for the first time?" ask Adara curiously. Who knows, he remembered about their first meeting.

"you sure? but slowly remember it, no need to be forced dear. I don't want to add to your pressure." Arshal said a little worriedly.

"it's okay Shal, I want to remember. It will be even more stressful if I do not know anything that happened during this time." Adara said slowly.

Just now Arshal was about to answer Adara, suddenly a waiter stumbled accidentally spilled the drink he was holding so that the clothes worn by Adara were wet.

"what are you doing?!" arshal immediately stood up, he immediately approached his wife, "are you okay?" asked Arshal worriedly.

"sorry.sorry, I am the master." said the servant.

"vara—"

"it's okay, you can continue your work." said Adara did not want to muddy the atmosphere. It does not want to be a spectacle in the middle of the atmosphere of the restaurant is crowded with other visitors.

"thank you ma'am, I'm sorry again." the waiter went right out of their place.

"why do you forgive him, baby? let him take responsibility."

"no need Arshal, better to forgive than to further aggravate the atmosphere" said Adara slowly. He's still a little nervous every time Arshal spontaneously calls him affectionate.

Geez, heart please conditioned. murmured Adara nervously.

"i'll clean it in the bathroom for a while" said Adara again walking to the toilet. Arriving at the toilet, Adara was about to take a tissue suddenly he saw the figure of a person he knew from the mirror.

"Leta." said Adara slowly, from the look of the woman looking at him hatefully.

"stay away from Arshal jerk!!" leta's jerk pulled Adara's hair straight. Adara immediately brushed off Leta's hand and pushed her a little.

"what's your problem Leta?!"

"oh, you're brave now!! it's fucking fucking up!!" bentak Leta did not accept directly grabbed Adara's hair back. Luckily, no matter how long other visitors entered and were shocked to see the quarrel he finally asked for help with the others.

"mrs please calm down, this is our restaurant. We don't want to make a fuss" the restaurant staff said.

"let go!! he's a slacker!! he's the one who snatched up my future husband who's been betrothed by his own parents!!!"

Deg. Adara fell silent after hearing Leta's words. Though before he felt happy, if it is true he is indeed his wife Arshal. However, after hearing that made his heart become unsure of this pseudo.

Adara immediately came out with a chaotic feeling, even he immediately took his bag and sauntered out. Arshal was so surprised to catch up with his wife who did not look okay. He was also confused, why there was a commotion in the bathroom, but after seeing the look of his wife there must be a problem that occurred in there.

Adara waltzed quickly immediately stopped the taxi that passed there. As if deaf to Arshal's call, he still quickly entered the taxi.

"walk sir!" the door was to the taxi driver. Taxis used by Adara directly plugged the gas drove away from the restaurant.

"shit." said Arshal immediately ran into his car, he immediately contacted his secretary to find out the problems that occurred in the restaurant. Arshal immediately went forward at high speed chasing the taxi that Adara used. He himself was confused why his wife suddenly left?

Luckily Arshal saw from a distance the taxi used by Adara, he immediately cut the path of other cars regardless of his safety again. Arshal immediately stopped in front of the taxi, the taxi immediately stopped.

"woii are you crazy?!" the driver stared at Arshal who was walking towards his car. Adara stared intently at Arshal who was so desperate to stop the taxi he was riding. Arshal opened the taxi door and stared hard at Arshal.

"we're talking outside Adara" he said softly.

"there's nothing we need to talk about, let me go!" ketus Adara's.

"what do you mean? where are you going, huh?" arshal asked for an octave.

"you don't need to know." ketus Adara was about to close the taxi door again. Arshal immediately held the door, his jaw hardened and lifted his wife like a sack.

"hey you haven't paid yet!" the jolt of the driver made Arshal immediately spend money in his wallet of origin.

"Take everything!" he threw the money and closed the door hard and walked towards his car. Adara continued to rebel and wanted to get off Arshal, but the man didn't bully her.

"Arshal put me down!!" shout Adara.

"silence Adara!" arshal's snarl made the woman speechless. Arshal at the moment seems really angry. Arshal immediately put Adara in his car and did not forget to install a seltbelt on the woman. Arshal immediately turned and entered the steering wheel.

Without saying much, Arshal immediately drove his car to a suitable place to talk to his wife.

"Arshal put me down, or I jump out of here!" threatening Adara makes Arshal immediately pull over his car.

"what's your problem Adara?!" arshal. He had no idea what was making his wife angry with him.

"say what's your problem until you've been kayaking?" arshal asked to hold back his emotions slowly. Several times the man sighed regulating his emotions to not yell at his wife who was currently holding back tears.

"you're going to marry Arshal, are you really my husband?" tanya Adara opened her voice.

Arshal was surprised by Adara's words, what does his wife mean?.

"you're talking about what Ra is, you know, I'm your husband and you're my wife, and Raid is our son. And again I will not marry again." Arshal explained clearly.

"but why don't I remember anything?! why don't I just remember you and Raid huh?? did you guys trick me? what ka—" Adara's eyes instantly rounded perfectly as her lips fused with Arshal's lips.

"that's not true Adara, you are my wife. Should I show you proof of our marriage book?"

"marriage books can be printed at any time. I don't trust Arshal." said Adara. He felt smitten by all the events he was going through right now. Arshal ruffled his hair.

"i'll make you believe it." said Arshal coldly directly plugging the gas towards somewhere.