Muhasabah Cinta (Arya And Arini)

113. Remember your Limits, Arini

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"Aryans! " Loud cries were again heard by Luna. Luna was quite dizzy with the behavior of one of her children. Because Arya never came home, therefore Luna herself who came to her apartment at night.

"Where are you! Are you going to come home late every day like this!? " Luna's voice was getting intimidating to Arya who was already very tired.

Arya was silent, standing in place without making any movement.

"Arya, until when will you be like this. You are no longer young. You should start thinking about your future the future of our family! "

Luna approached Arya, standing in front of Arya as if challenging her own child with a very scary face.

Arya is still silent, but she is confused, actually where can Luna get into her apartment when she never made a duplicate of the key, then?

"Mama wants, on your birthday tomorrow you also have to be engaged to Nadia. Mama doesn't want to hear any more excuses from you."

"Mama will prepare everything, at the top of you and Nadia will be engaged and after that you also have to get married soon."

Luna's steps were so quick, she grabbed her bag and left Arya's apartment without saying goodbye to her. Luna came without her consent and now she's gone the same. I really don't appreciate Arya as a host.

So firmly Luna said there was no pause at all for Arya to be able to answer and also comment. His life was like a puppet played at will by its owner.

Arya was upset, her heart was already mixed with resentment as well as anger. The happiness he had just gained while with Arini felt lost with the wounds that Luna gave.

His hands clenched perfectly, his eyes also glared unfriendly.

Two steps forward, Arya's hand grabbed the vase and slammed it on the floor to shatter into pieces.

Not stopping there, Arya again destroyed everything there.

"That's arghh...! It is Aryan life, and Aryan who must determine for himself how Aryan life. Not all of you, no! " Sheep Arya frustrated.

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Mulya Beautiful beautiful radiant

A pure white red skin on your lips

Yes, Aisha Abu bakr's daughter

Rosulullah's Wife....

A light step with a carefree rhythmic tone came out from Arini's lips. His heart was very happy. Cannot express in ordinary words. How amazing! The sadness of his fate instantly evaporated no longer left in the heart. In the hallway to Arya's room to clean up in the morning.

The morning weather was very supportive, as bright as his heart that there was absolutely no mist of grief and sadness. What a wonderful gift that must be grateful for.

Healthy pleasure, the pleasure of happiness, the pleasure of patience is what Arini hopes will always accompany in every day. No need for anything that is abundant in origin is quite also very useful for the provision of his life is very simple.

Hands start to get busy with chicken feather duster. Moving one item after another and returning it to its original place, that was his daily work.

His mediocre voice did not make him undo himself to keep drumming, accompanying his morning activities so that more enthusiasm at work.

Without Arini realizing the owner of the room has also come. Look at it with your back against the side wall of the door with both hands folded in front of your chest.

"Your body is bigger than Arini's. But you can still be happy so that no one really knows the contents of your heart that is hurting. I need a lot to learn from you, "in Arya.

His smile expands to see Arini who looks happy, whether to get a dream what night until the girl is so happy even though Arya knows there are many sorrows and wounds stored in her heart.

"You're happy enough today, have you prepared a present for me? " Arya lowered both hands, moving them in both pants pockets as she walked up to Arini.

The arrival of the sound of Arya is enough to make Arini gasp and reflexively rotate his body. His eyes looked at Arya who was getting closer until he finally stopped in front of Arini who was staring.

It definitely surprised Arini. Why also come directly to greet without saying hello does Arya forget that again?

"What about my gift? Have you prepared something for me? I want a special gift on my birthday, or if not.., how about you give me what I always wanted from you? "

Oh, my God, it seems I'm starting again, sir. Expects Arini to give Arya the gift she wants most from her. Especially if it's not something Arini is looking after.

"A-Arini has prepared a present for Mr. Kok. Arini will definitely give it to you on your birthday, sir," replied Arini nervously.

Arya nodded she understood but she was a little disappointed. When will he get what he wants from Arini. Even his blood stamp was still stuck on the wall. The bloodstains that Arya had promised would touch Arini in the room, and Arya would never remove them if she couldn't make it happen.

If Arya can't keep that promise it means her ego has lost. His belief in being able to get all kinds of women would be wiped out.

"All right, I'm waiting for your gift. I hope the prize won't disappoint me."

Arya walked over to where the blood stamp was still clearly imprinted. He looked at it without blinking, "I will definitely get it. If I could really get it then it would be the last woman I would touch, and there would be no more women who would be my satisfiers except just her," he murmured softly.

"Sir sir said something? " asked Arini who she vaguely heard but was unclear.

"No! " Arya turned elsewhere, she headed to her seat of greatness. Sit quietly and start opening the laptop.

"Oh my God, sir. This table hasn't been cleaned yet! It is better for Mr. Mister to step aside first rather than get dust, then get the flu again" said Arini.

"Who's here the boss?"

"Sir sir."

"So who do you dare to set me up? " really again sir, what a sucker his head. Whereas last night he was fine even the two of them laughed together and this morning? Why come back as cold as ice cubes. Cold and very hard.

"Is Sir healthy? " ask Arini curiously.

"You think I'm sick? Remember your limits Arini. I'm being kind to you doesn't mean you can manage me. You're just an OB."

'𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘖𝘉... 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘖𝘉... 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘖𝘉...

𝘋𝘦𝘨...

The word at the end of the sentence seemed to be twisted repeatedly in Arini's head. He realized Arini was just an OB there. Maybe Arini was wrong because it was too presumptuous and could not remember his own limits.

Arini's eyes hide from Arya, the turmoil of the wound is ready to slide represented by tears. Arini flips she can no longer look at Arya. Arini is quite self-conscious about her position.

"Thank you for reminding this stupid Arini of the position. Arini will always remember that Arini is only an OB who should not be presumptuous to sir. Arini will always remember. Thanks again."

Breath was felt in the middle of Arini's chest. His voice also sounded raucous because it was so holding tight.

Footsteps begin to leave Arya who had unconsciously hurt her heart. He remained steadfast with his stance.

The door was tightly shut and Arini had already disappeared from the reach of Arya's eyes. Just realizing Arya had hurt Arini, her back leaned limply with regret.

"Gosh, what am I doing" he said.

"Arini is innocent, she doesn't know anything but why would I vent all my anger on her? Huffff.., she must be very sad because of me."

"That's arghh...! "

Arya moved she also rushed out of the room maybe she wanted to find Arini's whereabouts to apologize.

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Seriate....

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