Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

152. Arga Angry

I've been bound by Arga, but that doesn't mean I stop doing my job from working. This is an obligatory activity for me, not to depend on anyone else even though he is my own future husband. Arga did not protest, but it was I who did not want to stop and accept his responsibility. I don't know, even though he did say to bear all my needs, but it doesn't feel good to also use Arga's money before we got married.

I realize, by having a relationship with the boss will be a lot of talk of others who sneer at me behind, even though in front of them looks very good. Desi says I have to be careful, it could be good because there is a want, the evidence behind Desi, Nina and Amar never found out if I was talking to something that is not good. Well, you know what, they said I used black magic to hook the boss, also said that I used my body to get Boss Eka stuck and married to me. Well, whatever it is.

"Are you sure you don't want to resign, Yu?" asked Arga when he drove me home. I shook my head while enjoying the food in my hands. Honestly, I'm hungry because I didn't have time to eat because there are so many things to take care of about the recap of goods in and out.

"No. Don't talk about this anymore, Ga. Soon I will stop when that time comes" I replied to Arga. Arga sighed a little harshly, probably not out of thought with my stubbornness.

"You're weird."

"Weird why?" many confused.

"Yes very strange. Other people like to be able to husband rich people, he can berleha at home, you do not want," said Arga sounding annoyed. I chuckled at hearing him say that.

"Hehe. No, I told you, I don't want to depend on anyone else even if it's my own future husband. Anyway, how many weeks are we getting married? once we're legitimate I'll stop, too." Arga clucked in annoyance.

"Why are those two weeks so long?" aga said in an annoyed tone.

Geez, if it's sulking like this she looks like Gara.

Arga did not say anymore, he continued to drive a car splitting the city street crowds this afternoon at an average speed.

"Don't be angry dong. Later if we're married I'll stay at home really, take care of you and also Gara." I tried to persuade him. Arga glanced at me and pursed his lips.

"Yes promise? Don't ask for more work later?" pinta Arga's.

"Yes, promise. After all, if I am married, I will be busy with Gara at home. I'll spend my time with the four of you."

"Tock four?" his protest.

"Yes, it's four. You, Gara, Mama and Mama" I replied.

Arga turned his face from the street to me, his eyes looking like there was anger. Hey, why? Am I wrong?

"Why not just me and Gara?" asked Arga a little annoyed his tone sounded.

I looked down, realizing my mistake. Is he angry that I said that? Though he promised to accept the existence of Mother before this.