Scandal Love Om Arga

Scandal Love Om Arga
The Part 58



"What did Mamah Inez say?" ask Vania.


"It's okay" said Arga.


"Isn't he?"


"I don't know, I was talking to Inez."


Arga stood in front of Vania with both hands holding the edge of the iron bed, as if to show affection in front of Whisnu.


"More. Your husband came, I'm going."


"Oh yes, Brother. Makes a lot of."


With a corner of her eye Vania gestured for her husband to thank Whisnu. Arga obeyed him.


"Thank you, Whisnu" said Arga without taking his eyes off his wife.


"Yes" he answered briefly. Whishnu also left.


After Whisnu leaves, Arga finally asks Vania why Whisnu is in the clinic with her.


"Why?" ask Arga.


"I vomited right in class. It just so happens that Whisnu's senior class is not finished yet, you will be transferred to the clinic."


"So before you came I was still vomiting, Whisnu brother who anterin me to the toilet," he continued.


"Whishnu can't get you to the toilet?" asked Arga a little pressing.


Vania nodded as well. "Yes." Yeah."


Arga breathed a rough breath and lowered his face down.


"Hubby...!"


Vania knew that her husband was jealous at the moment, and she hugged Arga in the same position.


"Don't be jealous, what else is weird thinking. I'm the same brother Whisnu no relation ko. He didn't try to get me?" vania said trying to convince Arga to calm down, then Arga returned the hug.


"Yes, honey."


"Go home, we go to Inez's house."


"OK."


Along the way to the father's residence, Vania fell asleep suffocating the effects of her pregnancy hormone changes that made her have to vomit several times. Even on the way home Vania vomited again twice, obviously it made Arga even more panicked.


"Honey. We'll go to the gynecologist!" take Arga to be sure of Bu Inez's orders.


Vania shook her head. "No, Hubby. I'm going to Papah's house, I want to see Inez."


Arga grabbed the wife's hand, then kissed her friendly.


Ms. Inez is preparing a room for Vania's residence, while Mr. Burhan was in the workspace checking the incoming email which turned out to be an email from Jehan's nephew who he had been going to match up with Vania.


"You've been playing tricks on my family, Mr. Burha. I will not remain silent on all your actions towards my aunt.


Mr. Burhan didn't care about the threat, then deleted it.


"I won't let anyone ruin this family's happiness."


Before long, Vania's voice was chatting lightly with Bu Inez while walking towards the workroom of Mr. Burha.


Jglek.


The door handle opened, and the three of them went inside.


"Mas" said Ms. Inez. Mr. Burhan also stood up to his beloved daughter.


"You're all right, right?" asked Mr. Burhan while hugging rubbing the princess's back.


Vania nodded. "Good, Pah."


Mr. Burhan took Vania to sit on the sofa with Bu Inez who was also sitting next to him, while Arga sat on the single sofa while carrying a bag belonging to Vania.


"Vomiting?" ask Mr. Burhan.


"Yes, Pah. Five times this afternoon."


"That's not how much. When your mother was pregnant with you, you were treated for three days in the hospital" said Mr. Burha.


"Oh yeah?"


"Yes. His weight also went down, not up."


"Means I was bothering you back then?"


"That's the nature of women, dear," interrupted Bu Inez cutting the conversation while rubbing the top of Vania's hair.


Vania was saddened when Mr. Burhan recounted her mother's struggles while pregnant. He shed tears, moved by the deep longing for the mother who had given birth, and took care of himself until he breathed his last when Vania was ten years old.


Vania loves Bu Inez very much, Bu Inez is really able to replace the role of Mr. Burhan's dead wife, she loves Vania very much, as well as the sincere love she gave to her husband, she said, makes Mr. Burhan no longer feel lonely.


Day changed night. Ms. Inez called the obstetrician home without Vania's knowledge, as she refused to be examined.


The doctor called by Bu Inez has just arrived. Mr. Burhan was surprised to find that the doctor called the wife was young, handsome, also had a high-strength posture.


"Hi" said the Doctor, quite familiar, as well as Ms. Inez.


"How's it going?" ask Ms. Inez.


"good. You?" The doctor asked back.


"Alhamdulillah, fine."


"It's your husband, right?" ask again.


"Yes. Kenalin, Mas. It's me from High School, she's my upperclassman first" Ms. Inez said. They shook hands, introducing each other's names.


"Burhan's."


"Yuda."


"Who wants to be checked?" ask Doctor Yuda.


"My daughter" said Bu Inez.


"Oh. I thought you were, Nez."


"No. I just got married, I got pregnant right away."


They laughed lightly together, but not for Mr. Burhan, he grew increasingly concerned at his wife's familiarity with the young Doctor.


"Take a look if he has any other intentions," His mind muttered.


The three of them climbed the stairs to Vania's room. Arriving in front of the room, Ms. Inez knocked on the door several times but there was no answer.


"Where's Vania?" ask yourself.


Geck.


Geck.


Geck.


"It..!" This time Mr. Burhan called him, there was still no response.


"I don't see them coming out" said Mr. Burha.


"I'm not, either, Mas" said Bu Inez.


They look at each other.


"It! Did you open the door, right?"


Slowly Mr. Burhan opened the door to his daughter's room, and there was no one there.


"Nothing, Mom."


Mr. Burhan, Ms. Inez, as well as the Yoga Doctor came into the room and suddenly a voice sounded****** quite loud in the bathroom.


"Well.."


"The Plymount Rock Hard, Hubby..."


"Well..."


Vania's voice as well as Arga's was heard very clearly in their ears, making Bu Inez quickly pull her husband's hand, as well as the Yoga Doctor out of Vania's room.


"Cloth." Mr. Burhan hit the arm of the Yoga Doctor held by his wife.


"Sorry, Sir. It's not me holding your wife's hand" protested the Yoga Doctor.


"But you are happy" said Mr. Burhan.


"Mas. Don't get mad at Doctor Yoga, I'll take her by the hand!"


A small commotion was going on between the three of them, while Vania with Arga was enjoying their romance in the bathroom, trying various types of styles they liked.


"Hubby...!"




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