Mr. Arga's wife
25
In the afternoon, Retha had rested her body, the pain in her head had gradually disappeared even though her face still looked pale. He had to go home to cook dinner for Arga. He said goodbye to Ms. Ririn and the children of the orphanage.
"Bu Rethah go home first?"
"Yes, be careful, go to the doctor and check your condition". Said Miss Ririn while stroking Retha's head.
"Yes Mom".
Retha rushes to leave the orphanage and goes to the big road to look for public transport. Today he does not bring his own car he wants to enjoy a journey that may be tiring but also fun.
After some time, the bus that Rethah was riding arrived at a large road near their home complex. Rethah walked towards the house.
Retha rushed to the top floor, entered the room and cleaned herself up. After cleaning himself, Retha came down to cook dinner.
The opening of the refrigerator whose size exceeds the height of the Retha. He took some vegetables and did not forget he took shrimp to cook.
It's night time, time shows eight o'clock that means Arga will soon arrive. Retha immediately prepared dinner on the dining table.
Shortly thereafter, the sound of a car came into the garage. Retha was sure it must be her husband coming home from work.
"Home home?" Retha asked as Arga passed the dining table to head upstairs. Arga also approached Retha who was sitting at the table eating.
"Have you cooked what?" Ask Arga while holding his ass to a chair.
"Balado boilers are not spicy according to your liking." Retha said with a smile.
"Bring first we'll have dinner together". Imbuh Retha's.
"I'm so hungry, I want to eat first". Rajuk Arga's.
"Save your smell bad". Retha said while chuckling.
Arga kissed her shirt, she scrunched her forehead, "I still smell good, ah already then I take a shower first, wait for me not to eat first".
"alright".
Arga ran to the top floor, he wanted to have dinner with his wife. After a while Arga went down. He's wearing a casual dress. Only knee-length shirts and shorts show his chest and six-pack stomach.
Retha who saw Arga wearing such a t-shirt painstakingly swallowed her saliva. He was amazed by Arga's extremely athletic body shape.
"Close your mouth, look at your drool dripping". Arga said with a smile.
Retha felt ashamed because she had been caught admiring her husband's body. Now her cheeks blushed red withstanding embarrassment.
"It looks like you're not cut out to be either a businessman or a businessman!" Retha.
Arga fused his eyebrows together, a look of puzzlement dashing across his handsome face.
"Why?"
"Look at your body you're a perfect boxer". Retha chuckled.
"Is that so?" Arga answered while sitting in front of Retha.
"Eat".
They also ate in peace only the sound of scoops and rubbing plates could be heard. Until finally Arga broke this silence and awkwardness.
"You have a good appetite". Said Arga.
Rethah turned to face Arga.
"really?"
"Yes, look at your portion more than a porters". Arga said while chuckling. Retha was embarrassed to lower her face.
"Not to be ashamed, what's your favorite food?" Ask Arga while still chewing her food.
"All food". Answer's relaxed.
"All?" Ask Arga who was a little surprised.
"Yes, I think all food is good and it's a gift so we should enjoy it, right?"
"Why don't you study cooking, why take business?" Ask Arga back.
"Cooking is just my hobby, and I don't want it to be a job".
"Good then you can only cook for me". Arga then stood up and grabbed Retha's wrist to invite her into the room.
"Let's go to sleep, see why is your face so pale?"
"Maybe I was tired earlier I went to the orphanage, you go to bed first I want to clean up the leftovers".
"Well, when you're done hurry up."
Rethah nodded in understanding. Then Arga went upstairs and went into the room. He threw himself on the couch leaning his shoulders. Is he sick, why is his face restless and very pale, thought Arga.
Arga also took the laptop on his desk, then opened some files there. Shortly thereafter, Rethah entered the room.
"Why not go to sleep?" ask Retha.
"There's still a little work". Said Arga who still did not turn his eyes on the object in front of him.
Rethah answers with "oh" ria only. He walked to the walk on closed to change his clothes in sleeping pajamas.
After changing clothes, Retha headed to the bed to lay down her body. Today is so tiring especially suddenly the disease came again. He feared that his illness would threaten his life. But how else he couldn't possibly say this to Arga. Samlai at this time their feelings are still unclear.
Arga who saw Retha had been lying on the bed followed him.
"You sick?" Ask Arga to Retha.
"Do I look like a sick person?" Ask Retha back.
"Let's see your face is pale, do I need to call a doctor for you?"
Retha smiled and replied, "No need for master, I'm fine, maybe just rest a little while later also healed".
"Don't call me master, I'm not your master".
"Then?"
"What was past?" Arga said a little annoyed.
Retha clucked annoyed with the behavior of Arga who was considered a little stupid.
"Then what should I call you?"
"Call me Arga".
"alright".
Arga tilted her body facing Retha. Retha glanced at Arga.
"Re?"
"What's wrong?"
"Emm a. Can I take this one roll, I want to get closer to you?"
Retha frowned a little confused with Arga's words. But a split second her face turned red blushing she blushed in embarrassment.
"Can". Reply Rethah briefly and then turn to Arga. For some reason now his heart was racing like it wanted to get out of place.
The Arga who heard Rethah allow him to take a single roll deftly threw one roll in any direction before Retha changed her mind.
They did sleep one bed but at that time Retha raised the condition that they would sleep one bed but with two bolsters that limited them.
Arga is very happy even though there is still one bolster that limits their body. For a moment Arga could forget the threats Ivanka gave him. The woman's threats really made her mind so scared that she didn't want Retha to leave her.
He saw that Retha was asleep, visible from the soft snoring that came out of her small lips.
"Until you will remain my wife, no one can separate us even though I am not sure of my feelings for you but I really do not want to lose you". Arga then kisses Retha's forehead.
