Love Smells

Chapter 131 Handsome brother

Not without reason Bastian did all that, because he did not want Arjuna to know that he sent a spy to monitor his cousin.

Because if it happens not only he will get into trouble, but the servant will definitely be fired by him.

" This is for you!" said Citra while offering a box parcel in her hold.

" Thank you!" Dhita grabbed the parcel and placed it on a small table beside her bed.

" Who is he?" bastian asked pretending he didn't recognize the woman named Citra.

" He's my second wife!" replied Arjuna with a firm tone.

" What? second wife? how come?" Bastian is still in his pretence.

While Dhita who saw it all, just silence. In his heart he felt that something was stirring and painful,

He heard her husband call another woman his wife.

But what power isn't all this is its demand.

Sesal then useless, right?.

" Yes right, brother, Citra is his second wife mas Ar!" Dhita chimed in on her husband's remarks.

" I still don't understand your way of thinking, how can you share your love under the same roof?" Bastian deliberately insinuated Arjuna, because of the annoyance he held in his heart.

He wanted to say that if Dhita could not live his life with Arjuna, then with the door that was always open he would be willing to accept the woman he loved so much.

His status as a cousin was not a problem for him.

" In that case, you should hang out with us often, so that you have the same mindset as us!" Dhita deliberately joking to reduce the turmoil in his heart.

" I married her at the request of my first wife!" Arjuna, who was silent, spoke up, because he did not want Bastian to misunderstand him.

Despite having been married to Citra for a long time, Arjuna had never touched her at all, as she did not have any sense of Citra.

" How are you doing, Dhi?" The image that had just been a listener, now he also spoke to shift the topic of their conversation.

He feels bad if he is in the middle continuously.

" I'm fine, now my body feels a little fitter." Dhita lies, so as not to make Bastian even more worried.

Despite his actual condition, he still felt very weak.

" Has uncle and aunt been in contact?" Bastian asked again when he remembered the old man from his cousin.

" No sister, don't ever tell them bad news, I just don't want them to worry" Dhita said, declining to give information to her parents in the village.

Hearing Dhita's words, Bastian just nodded his head. Trying to understand what his brother was thinking.

" Alright, then I'll go back to the office, take care of your health!" bastian said then left after saying goodbye to Arjuna and Citra.

Image looking at Bastian's back.

" It seems Dhita has a handsome brother!" whispered Citra, I don't know what she felt that clearly she looks a little smiling.

" What's the image?" dhita asked when she saw Citra still pensive.

" Ah, is it okay, that man was your brother?" The image back asked.

Dhita nodded her head.

" But, I've never seen him play into the mansion?" The image was astonished because Bastian had not once come to their mansion.

" That's because he's so busy!" dhita answered wherever, it is impossible for her to say that all this happened because of her husband's jealous attitude.

" Oh, I deserve it!"

Dhita frowned when she heard Citra mutter, she felt that there was something Citra was hiding.

He will have a reason to divorce her.

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Meanwhile, Bellinda who had already been burning with jealous flames went straight to the Arjuna mansion.

But after he delivered Glen to school.

Upon arriving at the mansion he was referring to, Bellinda immediately rushed down from her car, leaving her behind,

then walked into the room of the mansion with hasty steps.

" Dhya! where's you!" bellinda shouted in a loud voice.

All the servants inside the mansion were shocked, hearing the voice of the woman loudly calling out the name of their mistress.

" What's wrong, miss?" ask the butler who was in a hurry to approach Bellinda.

" Where's Dhita?" sergeant Bellinda with a jerking voice.

" You mean, Ms Dhita?"

" Yes, dear Madame Dhita! where's she?" bellinda said with both eyes rounded giving a scary look.

" Mrs Dhita is in the hospital, miss!" the servant replied, still polite, even though Bellinda had snapped at him.

" Don't lie, get him out I have business with him!" Bellinda still can't believe that Dhita is in the hospital right now.

" What business?" suddenly a voice came from behind.

Bellinda turned to look at Rita's mommy who had just come home from the hospital.

" Aunty!" Bellinda's a little attitude. Because she knew that she still held an important position in the office of the company in cooperation with her husband's company.

" What are you making a fuss over in Sinj?" ask mommy Rita again, because the previous question he still did not get an answer from the woman.

" I want to meet Dhita, auntie!" bellinda answered to the point.

" What do you want to see him"? Mommy Rita asked again with more research.

" There's Aunt's business,"

" What business?" mommy Rita kept asking.

" Aunty does not know, Aunt's favorite daughter-in-law still likes to tease someone else's husband?" Bellinda said with great emphasis, indicating she was in a fit of anger.

" What? that's impossible!" sergeant mommy Rita, he does not accept his favorite daughter-in-law in a slander that is not-no.

" It's hard to believe Auntie, but with this evidence, we can't deny it anymore." Bellinda showed Andrian's cell phone that he was carrying. Luckily she still remembered to take back her husband's cell phone which she had thrown on the bed.

Mommy Rita grabbed the phone from Bellinda's hand, then mommy Rita read the contents of the message written intimate and full of expressions of longing.

At first glance mommy Rita also felt hot in her heart, just like Bellinda who was currently holding back tears.

But before long Mommy Rita's lips seemed to smile, when she saw the time listed in the panel of the chat column.

" It seems that someone is deliberately manipulating about my son-in-law," mummy mummy Rita muttered, from the tone of her voice she sounded very confident.

" Manipulation?" Bellinda gasped at the words of the middle-aged woman in front of her.

" Look, at this time my son-in-law was struggling with the pain in the hospital, so how could he write this semesra message?" Mommy Rita looked at Bellinda with an intense gaze.