Scandal Love Om Arga
The Part 75
"Don't follow the orders of Daniel's brother, if he wants to seduce Aunt Jehan, why must you." Along the way Vania grumbled about who would tempt whom.
Obviously, none of them would want to, and it is still a matter of debate between them to find a way that the triumvirate of claws does not disturb the Burhan Atmaja extended family.
"Udah dong was angry, was already given a gift in the parking lot," continued Arga, making him chuckle himself with his words.
"Did, fuck. Who was nyosor first?" said Vania with a frown.
"Are you not enjoying it?" sela Arga continues to tease.
He turned his gaze the other way, ringing his face which was now turning pink.
"Let's say, who's got to break the sticky." Not stopping to flirt, Vania protested while throwing a box of tishu at him.
"Wis, don't waste, this is the most meritorious tishu tau."
"Hubby, stop!" vania protests when Arga does not stop teasing her. "Well, if you ask again tonight."
"Dwelling, dih. Nursem."
The atmosphere that had stiffened, now managed to melt only with small talk, so that they did not feel the car they were riding to get home.
Elsewhere, Megan is currently doing self-care in a salon with her mother Jehan, relieving fatigue after a long stay in prison, making her body very unkempt, he even took three hours to pamper himself in a luxurious salon, with a complete package.
"How much does it cost?" jehan asked his daughter.
"Eitherway. Do not worry mamah, om Tristan the money is a lot, will not run out seven derivatives." He took out a credit card to make a payment, handed the card to the cashier, started counting.
"The total amount to be paid is twenty million, ma'am" said the cashier's guard.
"Crazy, that much?" jehan whispered near Megan's ear.
"Did you, Mah. Not every day."
After making the payment, they went to the mall to shop for clothes and others. However, after arriving home, their presence was immediately greeted by Tristan who was now sitting on the Sofa while crossing one leg on the table.
"Where from?" tristan asked without looking at them, his gaze continuously staring at the front of the television screen in a dead state.
"Lapse of treatment at the salon, then go home," Megan replied lightly, without seeing the look on Tristan's face which was now holding back emotions.
"Then?" ask again.
"To the mall buy clothes. My clothes are ugly." It seems possible, but Jehan knows that Tristan is currently angry. He chose to go upstairs to his room, rather than face Tristan's terrible anger.
After a few minutes in the room, there was a sound of screaming coming from the lower floor, not long before the door was opened very rough.
"Suck!" screeched Megan as soon as she walked into the room.
"Why? been punished?" jehan who is now lying on the sofa while playing his phone.
"Bas shit, why do I have to have a stingy om like him anyway?" grunted in annoyance while throwing his bag over the bed. With a breath of breath he approached Jehan, sitting next to him.
"Ngeyel anyway," continued Megan.
"Let's see, I'll make Vania wretch, let's know what that stingy Tristan feels like."
Vania is a powerful weapon to conquer the two men, he began planning something to get luxury facilities from Tristan, Arga also to be his.
Security at home has been tightened even though there have been no suspicious incidents in recent days after Megan was released from prison.
Vania, who is still a student at one of the famous Universities in the Capital of Jakarta, is now decorated in front of a mirror, while tidying up the clothes she wears, also paying attention to her body shape that has not changed. "Does my stomach look distended, Hubby?" vania asked continuously watching her stomach.
He who is currently buttoning his shirt, turned towards Vania to pay attention to his body shape. "Not yet, why?" tanya Arga is still buttoning her clothes.
"I want to see my stomach go bloated, if it's like this, I don't think I look like a pregnant woman. Didn't you?"
"There's a process, honey. Time suddenly bloomed, later thought your person is not pregnant, but colds.
"Hubby," exasperated Vania.
"It's weird" said Arga, shaking his head with a smile.
"Why laugh? I look stupid?" he twisted his body, looking towards Arga by linking his two eyebrows up.
"No, Honey." After neatly wearing work clothes, Arga approached Vania, then kissed her forehead briefly.
"Why are you laughing then?"
"Your color is funny" said Arga while cupping Vania's cheek with both hands.
"I've never been pregnant, and there's still so much I don't know."
"As time goes on, you will understand everything, dear," explained Arga,
ended the morning conversation, before Arga finally drove Vania to her campus.
"Hubby, if you're busy, let me take a cab home." He removed the sheetbell, then sat down sideways to pick up his backpack in the passenger seat.
"Let me take it" said Arga, grabbing Vania's bag in the back seat and handing it over.
"Thank you, Hubby."
"Together, dear Nia."
"Remember, if you're busy, you don't have to pick me up."
"You sure?"
"I'm sure" he said, cupping Arga's cheek with both hands.
"All right then."
Afterwards Vania got out of the car, waving her hand as her husband's car started to drive away from campus.
After Arga's car was not seen, Vania stepped into the campus area, without her realizing there were two pairs of eyes that were now watching him from a distance with a grin.
"I'll get you."
