Muhasabah Cinta (Arya And Arini)

299. Fridays again

Happy Reading's....

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Tired of continuing to be at home Arini wants to go to the market for shopping. Actually Arya always says that shopping is better to the Mall, in addition to more guaranteed cleanliness is also not hot like in the market. But not for Arini.

Arya who had just arrived at the office because and had just sat in the oversized chair was immediately shocked when her beloved wife contacted her and said she wanted to go to the market. Obviously Arya immediately rushed home again because Arini also did not want to wait any longer.

Arini already said that she could go to the market herself. Which is obviously not alone because there is Susi who will deliver it.

"So impatiently Arini waited for Arya's return, he was already standing in front of the door with his eyes occasionally glancing towards the gate.

" Please sit down, beautiful lady. Handsome master will definitely be home soon," suggested Susi who felt sorry for seeing Arini who looks tired while continuing to pacing.

"Not like it. I'll stand still. If Mas Arya comes home I can go straight to him and we can leave immediately."

Arini's getting riled up, she's getting less and less out of her mind and her behavior.

"Huff, yo wes. I'm not the only one sitting," the chair he asked to sit in Arini now to sit alone by Susi. He who is tired of himself for seeing his master like that.

"Actually the madam wants to buy opo anyway in the market?" confused Susi. Because if only to the market, he usually leaves. But now? Arini even wants to go with him.

"You don't know, just want to" said Arini innocently.

"Well, I don't know how!" wonder also d

si Susi's. The employer is very difficult to guess. You know the uniqueness of Arini. Not only the previous people who sometimes made dizzy, but Susi also often get her turn.

However, because Susi is also equally unique so sometimes Arya who is dizzy with the behavior of both of them. If both of them again Arya can only shake the head or just sniff the chest.

"Well, that's Mas Arya's coming home," Arini said. He ran to get to Arya. Uh, rather his car hasn't stopped.

"Him, ati-ati!" Susi panicked herself to see Arini running because Arya also ordered her to keep watching and take care of Arini who sometimes acted recklessly like a child.

Like a child who saw his parents coming home from work Arini had stopped in front of Arya's car with his innocent smile. His hands were endlessly twisting his hijab while his body could not stand still and continued to move.

"Honey, why not just go to the Mall anyway. He is more complete and more comfortable. We do not need heat or rage" said Arya as she stepped and approached Arini.

Arini was just a whimper, she also immediately grabbed her husband's hand even though Arya looked annoyed.

"In the market it's better, Mas. Depart now yuk!" Arini precedes the walk after answering Arya. It seems like he is very gift patient.

"Huff, yes-yes," Arya can only resign. He had to be patient with his innocent wife.

Arya quickly got back into the car, as well as Susi who entered but in the rear passenger seat.

The car runs, leaving Arya's mansion only to go to the market.

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So happy Arini after reaching the market. He was so enthusiastic as he continued to step deeper and deeper. While Arya? he had already taken off his suit leaving it in the car and was now only cursing at the white shirt that part of the arm he had pulled up almost to the elbow.

"Darling, what are you going to buy?" ask Arya. Arya's starting to rage now. Not usually he goes to the market and now to make his wife happy he is willing and patient.

"Stay, Mas. Look around again" replied Arini. His eyes continued to look all over, who knew there would be something that interested him. While Susi, she walked alone somewhere earlier. He asked Arya for any shopping as usual without caring about Arini, Arini is his business now.

"Where?" Arya still doesn't understand. He had no idea what exactly Arini was pointing at, the toy stall, the vegetable stall or the clothes stall lining each other.

"Come on, Mas. Don't wait!" Arini just pulled Arya away. To the extent that Arya almost fell because her shoes stepped on rotten vegetables.

"Astaghfiullah!" Arya stroked the chest, relieved to feel because it did not fall. But the expensive shoes, of course, were dirty because of the incident.

Arya saw him a little disgusted, huh! maybe he was disgusted because he never jumped into a place like this.

"Revelation! don't daydream on the road!" exclaimed a porters who were carrying sacks that likely contained flour.

Arya quickly got out of the way as well as Arini.

"Why stop anyway, Mas. It's about to arrive. Come fast!" Arini again pulled Arya, did not know her husband almost hang earlier because it almost fell.

"Don't hurry, Yang!" aryan reproof.

Arini in front of the dress stall. Arini immediately let go of Arya's hand and touched the pink couple shirt that read Papa and Mama.

"This is good, Mum. Later Mas wear this while Arini wear this," Arini immediately took the shirt and showed it to Arya.

Arya swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. Good what? good for Arini but not for him. He's the CEO, a famous person for his gifts. What do his colleagues say if they know Arya wears bright pink clothes like that?

"Try, it's good. It's very fitting for, Mas. Tomorrow's week we wear this fitting for pregnant gymnastics."

Aryan's eyes are getting rounder. Athaghfirullah, wearing at home alone Arya would certainly be embarrassed how in public places that many pregnant and happy mothers. Not only that, Arini certainly will not want to go home after from there before the streets as usual.

"Yes_what about the others, Yang? green or blue or white is this good too?" Arya joined the selection, showing the choice that felt suitable for her.

"No, Arini wants this one. It's very nice and also very cool" he whined as usual.

Hadeuh, I can't do anything about Arya when it's like this. He's too fucking with his wife so whatever he's gonna do. Too scared if his wife will cry or leave because of anger.

"I_iya deh," replied Arya.

"Well, that's dong. Ma'am please wrap this one up, yes" Pinta Arini.

"Eh, how much does it cost?" ask Arini and pull the shirt back.

"That's a hundred and fifty, Ma'am," he answered.

"Well! very expensive. These shirts are usually a hundred already expensive. One hundred, ma'am."

"Can't, Ma'am. This is indeed the price." kekeuh seller.

"I want a hundred. Mas, this price should be a hundred," he whined.

It's Friday again now. Let alone one hundred and fifty however expensive if Arini who asks will surely be loved. Maybe Arini's soul while living in the village is still carried away until now or whether there are other reasons.

^^^"Astaghfirullah, the wife of the richest famous CEO just to buy a T-shirt? Incredible," inner Arya. ^^^

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