Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

214. Shopping Day!

"Astaghfirullahaladzim, do you think my lips are yupi candy? You want that candy, let me buy it instead of you biting my lips all over!" this man told me.

"I don't want candy, but look at your lips to make that gurgle," I said with a grimacing smile.

Arga shook his head, now away from me with a face that looked terrified.

"Where are you going?" I asked when I saw him get up from the bed.

"Search for candy for you!"

"But I don't like candy!"

"It's okay, yes, if you want to bite-bite, yes bite it's candy!" arga said again now sounding annoyed, he then left this room.

I was silent with guilt, it was my fault why I bit her like that. Wouldn't it be that if I kissed her, something fun would happen?

"Why did I bite him, huh?" I muttered to myself. Hopefully after this he's not really mad at me. It could be bad if he was angry. Who will I sleep with tonight? She definitely did not want to hug anymore.

I was so upset thinking about that. Now sleeping without his embrace feels very hollow.

I came out of my room and chased my husband.

"Arga wait!" I screamed after his footsteps that were almost at the door. He stopped and frowned when he saw me coming out of the room.

"I'm coming!" I said with one hand in hand and shook it like when Gara pleaded with her father.

"Where are you going?" He asked me one hand he put in his pants pocket.

"To minimarket. Get some snacks!" I said with a spoiled tone. Arga frowned again. He also put the back of his hand on my forehead.

"Are you having a fever?" ask him to me.

"No, really!" I said irritatedly as I brushed his hand off his forehead.

"I don't have a fever just want to come with you." I smiled at him and took him out of the house before he allowed me to come with him.

"I'll take the car first." We walked to the car in the garage. With a slow speed Arga took his car out of the yard to go to the nearest minimarket.

It turns out that Arga didn't take me to the minimarket, but to the supermarket. Looks like my clothes today don't fit the theme this time. I wear ordinary casual clothes.

"Knowing that I went to the supermarket I would definitely change my clothes" I said with annoyance looking at him.

He glanced at me and smiled very broadly.

"Who is going to the minimarket? I didn't say where I was going" he said with a smile.

"Let's get down."

"But I'm ashamed to see my shirt like this" said showing Arga the clothes I was wearing. Arga exhaled, he was silent for a moment.

"You guys get some clothes, come on!" Bring that man to me.

I smiled and got out of the car. Joining into the mall with us who only both make us like we are doing ngedate.

Arga allowed me to choose whatever I wanted, but to be honest I was still confused to use Arga's money, still hesitant to use it, so sometimes I just chose it without buying it.

I nodded and nodded my head.

"Why not buy it?" He asked again confused.

"The price is very expensive," I said then pulled Arga out of the area. Arga chuckled softly. He pulled me back into the clothing store. Right in front of the clothes I touched.

"You like this, don't you?" He pointed to the clothes on a mannequin. The syar'i clothes look very beautiful, but unfortunately the price makes the bag thinning rapidly.

"But it's not expensive" I said and pulled Arga's hand out of the character.

"Mom!" Call Arga to one of the waiters there.

The young girl approached us and asked, "Can we help you?" He asked in a friendly manner while smiling.

"Please pack one of these clothes," said Arga then thrust a card in his wallet.

"That doesn't matter, it's expensive." I tried to cancel the transaction. Just imagine one sheet of clothes like that the price can reach more than two million. Isn't that called exaggeration?

"Expensive how? Remember your husband who is yu? I'm the owner of the company, when buying clothes for my wife you're still picky at the same price?" said Arga not very lightly. The waiter was still silent at his place feeling confused by our debate.

"Yes I know who you are. But with you buying stuff like that, it's a pity too. That's expensive, Ga." I remained firm in my stance.

Arga chuckled and stroked my head gently.

"Denger, man. I'm looking for that money for my family, for my wife and my son. What they want to buy is up to, since I never limit what you want. We have sustenance, if you want to buy it, I believe if I make my wife happy then my provision will be many times as much," he said while looking into both my eyes.

I smiled shyly but was also moved by her words. It is true, there are scholars who say if a husband makes his wife happy then the door of his provision is wide open.

"So you want to buy that shirt?" ask Arga to me. I just nod. I feel guilty too I have never obeyed his wishes all this time. He always asks at the end of the month why I always use the money in my card only a little. He filled the card with a large amount.

Finally we bought the clothes and immediately I wear it right then and there, because before I had become a spectacle of people because what I wear is casual clothes at home. However, after I tried it in the locker room, it would be too much if I wore it here.

I came out of the locker room wearing the original clothes, approached Arga so he was confused why I was not wearing the clothes.

"I want to buy a normal shirt" I told him.

"Why?" He asked in a confused tone.

"It feels like if it's used here, it's too much" I said feeling guilty. I gave this dress to Arga.

"You just give me back these clothes. I don't think I deserve it" I told him. I'm like a labile ABG kid who can't be consistent with what I was thinking.

Arga smiled and stood up from where he sat. "Not to be returned, soon I'll have an event at the office. You can wear it to get there, there's no reason to call yourself inappropriate."

I smiled and nodded in agreement, if to be worn at a formal event of course this outfit is very good, but if worn just for a walk in this mall it feels excessive.

We continued our journey back around to another place. In addition to clothes I also give other items Gara needs. More bags with groceries for Gara and Arga than for myself. Arga was carrying four cardboard bags while I was carrying only two. The man did not mind bringing my groceries, after all, it was also not heavy.

"So you said you wanted a snack, right?" ask Arga to me.

"Not be. This is a lot of his snacks," I said with a smile of embarrassment to Arga.

"No problem really. Besides, you bought why not for yourself even for us." I just shook my head to answer. I don't know what I don't know, I'd rather buy things for my husband and son than for myself.