Revenge Wedding

Basketfuls

The time has shown at 19:10 wib at the residence of the family of Heru Alexander.

After Manji and the others came home. Arga and Meira go downstairs to have dinner with the family.

After finishing eating Meira saw Arga immediately rushing back upstairs. During the meal, no one dared to open his mouth. Meira felt like she was in the wilderness alone, swarmed by the astral creatures around her.

Madam Lusi glanced at her with a sharp look, her mouth was seen still chewing on the nearly exhausted food on her plate.

"How's Arga doing? The wound on his head isn't serious, is it?" Ask Lusi.

Meira almost wanted to regurgitate the white water that had just finished gulping.

what did he say just now? did he just ask about his dying son yesterday?Be late!

"Mama can see for yourself. Arga is back to health." Answer Meira. Meira poured the juice into her empty glass. Orange juice that had seduced his throat that felt dry because of the tense atmosphere when eating earlier.

"Don't tell your father-in-law if I didn't see him yesterday at the hospital. Just shut up if he doesn't ask what. I was busy and had a lot of business so I didn't get there to see the kid."

haha, busy with friends who like to carry a bag of colorful gonjreng like a rainbow that means?

A group of mothers' mothers who are mostly filled with showing off the wealth they have. The latest branded bags, cars or holidays out of the country.

Meira now feels sorry for Arga. It was only fitting that he did not get along with this stepmother. Andrew, who was sitting next to his mother, did not seem to care. It was only fair that the man was like he was thirsty for attention.

It turned out that his life was so heavy, living in the middle of a family that did not even treat him like a family. It was only fitting that he kept his distance from this fellow. Meira looked at the two people in front of her in turn.

"Remember what I said just now, don't say anything to your father-in-law, you understand?!" Lusi looked at Meira in a tone that sounded clearly threatening instead of asking.

Meira was in her heart. Arga, it turns out your life is no better than mine.

Meira nodded, lazy to follow the words of her mother-in-law.

After he finished eating, he went straight up the stairs to the room. He can see from behind the door vents if the room is already dark. Maybe Arga went to bed and turned off the lights.

Clamps

With a slight step, Meira stepped into her room. The room looks creepier when it's this dark. His eyes glanced at the bed but he could not see if Arga was asleep or not.

He rushes to open his closet, picking up the blanket he used for his bed on the floor, but his heartbeat seems to stop when a hand touches his shoulder gently.

"What's this blanket for?" Arga's voice sounded slow but was able to make Meira's feather immediately stand up.

The breath of Arga passing behind his nape had managed to make Meira hot cold.

Arga turned Meira's body. They're facing each other now. There was nothing Meira could see but the shadow of a tall body wrapped in a black shirt. Only a pair of beautiful Arga eyes can still be seen because it is highlighted by moonlight from outside the room window.

"What's this blanket for?" Arga repeated the question. Makes Meira laugh. Realize that he was amazed at the presence of Arga who arrived.

"That's why bedding on rich floors is usually. How the hell is it?"

"Here!"

Arga grabbed the blanket and threw it on the floor.

"Kok got thrown anyway!"

"Sleep in bed from now on!"

HUH UH? Meira was shocked. But soon after, he tried to calm down.

Oh maybe he meant I slept in a bed and he slept in his late brother's room. Yes yes yes probably means Arga so. Split room is a good idea too.

"Lo wants to sleep in the lower room?" Trying to bravely ask and hope Arga answers 'Yes'.

But Meira only saw the head of the shadow of a tall body before her.

"Why do you even think I'm going to sleep in the basement? You want to die?"

"Not that, I mean tuh gini, maybe you want to pinjemin mattress lo malem this for me to sleep. And I think you yourself want to sleep in the lower room. You're the one who said you don't want one bed with me." Meira reminds Arga of what she said the first night.

He also tried to seek refuge by saying that. Hope Arga won't disavow his own words. Meira is really scared right now. He's got a bad feeling.

"Lemot is acute. I mean you same me one mattress starting tonight, I repeat, sa-tu ka-sur! gotit?" Arga clucked in annoyance as he pointed towards the bed. His voice began to rise.

Tuh kan's!

"But.."

"You argue?"

"Young..." Meira hung up her sentence. A moment later Arga was approaching, making his shadow and Meira's shadow converge on the wall.

Meira now felt something soft sip both of her lips. Makes him spontaneously retreat until his back hit the closet. Stuck and can't go anywhere.

Arga stepped forward to approach him. Looping both hands around the girl's waist, then a second later she pushed Meira's body forward until there was almost no distance between them.

"Gaaa.." Meira said while trying to push the tall body, but to no avail. His strength was useless at all, Arga did not even take a single step back.

"Why the hell do you always want me to arrive?!"

"Why? do I need permission for my own wife?"

WHWHAT? Meira.

what did this guy just call me wife? he must have taken the wrong medicine!

"That's it, but.."

"Jude, continues? why are you protesting?"

Obviously I protest, you never express love though but always seem rich gini, do I not deserve to protest! Meira swore in heart.

Hoping that Arga could hear his heart.

Arga raised his hand and flicked his index finger on Meira's forehead.

"Most daydreams can make the brain even more idiot!"

"Gee!" Almost Meira will bite Arga's index finger still floating near his face.

"What do you think I am?"

"Lo my wife." Answer Arga lightly.

"Not that. I mean, you're actually cin..."

love is the same as me? Meira was only able to continue her question inwardly.

Ah shit, it turns out this shy begging for a confession of love from someone.

Arga. I waited for Meira to continue her sentence. But Meira was no longer able to continue his intention of asking Arga's feelings. Wouldn't that sound silly and embarrassing? what if Arga never liked it at all.

Maybe the end of this Arga just need a touch of the body. He's a normal guy, he could have done it without the slightest feeling, after all Meira herself did not know what kind of feeling she had for Arga.

"Why not be washed? Do you want me to touch something that's rightfully mine?"

Arga pura did not understand when he understood where Meira was talking.

Meira can not dwell, it's true said Arga just now, he was his wife even though he only married Arga for revenge. Arga did not need to ask him for permission, did not his soul and body belong to Arga since this man handed over a check of one billion to his stepfather.

Seriate.