Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

177. Guest Woman

"Yes, it's true. If you are already in a match then whatever happens will not deny if you will be together. So will my soul mate later. Whatever I have felt for Ma'am Ayu, she is not my soul mate. But thank you, Ayu. With the presence of Mbak Ayu all this time has made this heart very happy. It's just that I didn't expect if we weren't matchmaking. Though I can also exceed other men and can make Mbak Ayu happy well," said Doctor Wira. Arga glared at the direction of Doctor Wira, a slight look of veins poking out on his face. Staring annoyed at the figure of the bespectacled man who was in front of us.

For some reason, I felt the air here was a little horrified, like there was lightning and lightning in their eyes.

"But it's a pity, Doctor. Ayu's not your soul mate, is she? Even if you are accepted by Ayu, but if God doesn't let you be a match, won't you just keep other people's soul mates?" said Arga in a cold tone.

I was afraid to see these two people arguing. Shown if later until something unwanted happens in this event. Men are different from women, can not resist all emotions, especially about women. I suppose so.

"Yes, that's right Mr. Arga. A soul mate is not going anywhere. Just pray that my sister gets a good soul mate, who is a little bit of a prank so that she can be a fun figure. He's been so stiff all this time. It's a pity to have a quiet sister like her" whispered Wanda. Doctor Wira looks upset to hear her brother's words. He snorted bitterly because I had seen him want to talk but fell silent because Mbak Wanda spoke before him.

"Your fault. I used to love talking, but you said I was like a girl!" upset Doctor Wira. Ma'am Wanda just laughed a little with a face that did not care about his sister's speech.

"Mbak Ayu, Mr. Arga. I'm pampering. It's better to get some fresh air than to hear you guys keep cornering me here. Mas, it's your son." Doctor Wira handed his nephew to the father, whom the man greeted with a smile.

"Back with us later?" ask Mom Wanda's husband.

"No, I'd better be alone. Who knows if I'll get my soul mate out of here" said the man in annoyance.

"Mbak Ayu, if your husband is naughty or not good, just call me, yes." Doctor Wira's words surprised me, she was very brave to say that in front of many people. Didn't expect that the person who had been calm would say that until Mbak Wanda covered her mouth with her palm and Arga glared sharply.

"See U." Doctor Wira began to step foot, waving her hand without looking at us again. Arga only snorted in annoyance, looking to catch up with Doctor Wira, but I held his hand.

"Propsy. He is like that sometimes. Mr. Arga, Ms. Ayu, we also go down first, yes. There are some people we want to greet," said Mbak wanda.

"Yes, Mother. Thank you for Ma'am and family for taking the time to come here" I said. Ma'am Wanda nodded and smiled.

"Greetings from Mom and Dad" he added.

"Waalaikumsalam, say my regards to him both." Once again Ma'am Wanda nodded her head, then she and her husband got off the stage.

Arga still looked annoyed, sitting rough on the chair, his eyes glaring at me. His face was still pouting.

"Are you close to their parents?" asked Arga after I sat down beside her. He looked at me sharply, looking annoyed.

"Near too. We were just chatting normally," I said, a little afraid that he would get angry. I heard a rough breath coming from his mouth.

"You went to her house? Chat what?" ketus tanyanya.

I wanted to laugh, her face looked so funny. Especially if you are angry.

"Not to Doctor Wira's house, but to ...."

"Don't say her name!" he said ketus, I was a little annoyed to hear the tone of his voice like that.

"Eh, so what should I say?" many confused.

"Yes, don't mention her name. He was mentioned!" ketus again.

I'm getting confused. "Yes, I won't say." I finally gave up. Just give up on him being angry.

"So, why did you meet her and her parents?"

"Not to see him either, but I was invited by Mbak Wanda—" My words stopped when there were some people who approached us.

Arga stood up and welcomed the guest, I was the same. Some of the men and women greeted us and whispered a good prayer.

Thank God, there are things that make Arga no longer ask about it. I was a little confused to explain if he didn't believe me.

"Finally Mr. Arga married again, yes. I am happy with this news. I did not expect that Mr. Arga would marry again, I think Mr. Arga is not interested in women other than the late wife," said the man half-old while patting Arga's arm.

"Ah, yes Sir. I've found my soul mate again" Arga said with a wide smile.

"Before this, forgive me son," said the man to me. "I am happy because Mr. Arga was once close to Letta, drove him home and some other things, ever hope that Mr. Arga married him. I will definitely be very happy. But yes ...maybe not a soul mate, yes," said the man with a small laugh. She why the hell? Talking about something like this in front of his wife?

Arga laughed, and he glanced in fear. Upset for sure, what I saw the woman who was mesam mesem at Arga and looked at me cynically was a woman who was sembok, bohai, beautiful with a puffed up chest and a solid back. her body is also very beautiful with a sexy red dress.

"Haha, yes sir. It's a pity that we're not a match" Arga said with a crisp-sounding laugh. Again glanced at me with a strange face and laugh.

"Yes, Mas Arga. Too bad we didn't get married. I can be a good wife to Mas Arga."

Mas's?

Oh, that's sweet!

I looked at Arga, and he looked increasingly wrong as I looked at him. The smile on his lips suddenly stiffened. Look, what will he say next?

"Yes, I believe that Letta can be a good wife, but it's a pity that we don't match. Maybe next time," said Arga who made me glare a little.

Arga's body stiffened as I clamped her waist skin a little hard. It was seen that he was holding a voice that almost came out of his mouth.

"Yes, then we say goodbye, yes. It's nice to be on a good show like this." The man extended his hand again to Arga and to me too, as well as his daughter and the woman I thought was the wife of the man.

"Yes, please. Enjoy the dishes" Arga told the three men.

The old man stepped his foot, the girl named Letta extended her hand to me briefly and with a cynical look. I was still shocked by the treatment of many women who had the same look as me.

He switched, extending a hand to Arga while smiling cheerfully. "Mas Arga!"

Arga again glanced at me with a strange look, but she still extended her hand to welcome Letta's hand.

"Congratulations on your marriage!" The woman on her tiptoes pressed her cheeks against Arga right and left, I was surprised at how brave she was to do such a thing with my husband in front of the crowd.

"Even if you're married, but don't forget about me, yeah." The woman was very flirtatious towards my husband, smiling and behaving very sweetly.

"Yes." Yeah."

"If you want to confide in my phone, yes!" he said, then left and left in front of us.

I sat on the chair with a slight slamming of my body. Upset by what the woman had done earlier, and again, Arga did not dodge at all.

Basic men!