Take Back My Husband

Take Back My Husband
The House Drama Begins



This morning Lea is very excited because she will return to work after 4 more years she focuses on being a housewife. The woman even dressed up very beautiful, to get compliments from Darrel.


"Mama is the most beautiful woman in the world" said Darrel, looking at her mother's face with love.


"really? What about Jihan?" ask Lea.


"Jihan is also beautiful" replied Darrel.


"Today Papa will take care of you, okay? Don't be naughty, yeah. Don't make Papa bother," Lea pinta as she rubs Darrel and Jihan's heads in turn.


"I can take care of them, don't worry" said Arya.


"Then Mama goes first, dear."


Lea kissed Darrel's cheek, Jihan, then Arya's cheek. In fact she purposely kissed her husband a little longer to upset Chelsea.


"Well, why should he be upset if his husband kissed his own wife? You sick woman." Lea sneered in her heart.


Chelsea said nothing, he just kept quiet while enjoying his breakfast.


"Be careful, honey!" arya exclaimed before Lea left.


"I also have to go to the office" Chelsea said later.


"Yes" answered Arya.


Now, the two women are gone, and Arya is still at the dinner table with her two children.


"Darrel, let's get it over with, you'll be late for school!" Aryan pinta.


Darrel just nodded, and he finished his breakfast immediately, after which he went to his room.


Arya is taking care of Jihan. "Jihan's still eating, Papa," said Jihan.


"Oh yeah? Emm .. If so then Jihan wash hands with Auntie, yes. Papa wants to take you to school."


Jihan nodded slowly, and again she picked up the food that had fallen on the table.


"Jihan, eat the one on the plate!" exclaiming Arya, he took a tissue and wiped the food that fell onto the table.


"FATHER!"


Arya was shocked when she suddenly heard Darrel's screaming voice.


He went straight to his son's room. "What's up, Darrel?" ask Arya.


"Papa, my Indonesian assignment book is gone," whined Darrel.


"Not likely to be lost, Darrel, the most slippage."


Arya immediately helped find her son's book. "Why are your books so many?" grunts Aryans.


"I'm still a student, Papa, I have a lot of books. If you are the boss later, there will be many important files," joked Darrel. However, that doesn't sound funny to Arya. Moreover, the day is getting late, and they can be late to school.


"This, right?" ask Arya while showing a book that is bertulixan Bahasa Indonesia on the cover.


"That's a material book, Papa, the task book is different," Darrel said, making Arya gawk.


"Why should it be separated, Darrel? Make one 'should be simpler."


"It's better to be separated, Papa."


...🦋...


Chelsea are working as usual, but the focus is a little bit disturbed because he thinks of Arya who is not working, while Lea is working. Lea's position was also very good, being Farrel's secretary in a branch company.


"He's really good for his life" murmured Chelsea. "Can get a job easily, the position is also directly guarantee."


The woman breathed a heavy sigh. "But it's still a good thing he doesn't work in this office, Arya can feel insecure, and embarrassed too."


While on the other hand, Lea really enjoyed her current role as Farrel's personal secretary.


"Happy spirit, Mom!"


Leah looked up at the sound, and she chuckled at Carol who was standing in front of her. "Don't tempt my husband, Mom! You see I'm the same You are different, if you think of destroying them, then I think of killing them! Understood?"


"I still have my pride, and I love myself, as well as my two children, Mom! So I'm not going to do anything that could ruin our lives" Lea replied.


Both women laughed. "Oh yeah, I'd like to see your boss, aka my husband. Does he exist?"


"Get in, the affair has not yet come" quipped Leah.


"Tell me to come, let me finish now!" carol sizzled seriously, but then she laughed. "I'm glad you're back laughing, Lea, and I'm sure glad to see you back at work."


"Tomorrow to the salon, yuk!" take Lea who makes Carol cringe immediately. "I want a haircut, grooming, manicure pedicure, massage. Ah, everything anyway."


"Well, brilliant idea, hem."


...🦋...


After driving Darrel to school, Arya is made to gawk with the behavior of Jihan who is still at the dinner table.


"Bi, why isn't Jihan taken care of?" yelled Arya annoyed.


"No, sir," replied Auntie. "So Bibi had persuaded me to just eat it, but Non Jihan didn't want to,"


"Geez!" aryan lamented.


He immediately lifted Jihan by force from his chair, making the child go on a rampage, even crying.


"Jihan must be full, then eat again, yes!" persuade Arya.


"No. .. want to eat again!"


"HUUAAA... MAMA!"


Arya grimaces Jihan who is becoming more and more.


"Later Papa bought a toy, stopped crying, huh?"


Jihan immediately stopped crying, she looked at her father and asked, "Right, Papa?"


"Yes," answered Arya listlessly.


He immediately washed Jihan's hands, as well as washed her troubled face.


After that he was confused what else to do. So, he sat down with Jihan who was now playing on the floor.


"Pa, want some milk," Jihan pinta later.


"Bi, get Jihan some milk!" yell Aryan. However, the so-called did not respond.


"Bi?" arya shouted as she walked into the kitchen.


"In the bathroom, pa!" Aunty yelled back, making Arya cluck in annoyance.


"Pa, milk!" Jihan also shouted, which made Arya feel dizzy.


He also made his daughter milk, and it took a long time because she still had to read the instructions on how to make it on the packaging.


"Father, milk!" Jihan was screaming back.


"The feeling she never yelled at her mother" Arya grumbled.


"Often, Sir!"


"Aah!"


Arya jumped when she suddenly heard Aunt's voice, she turned her head and the middle-aged woman was already behind her.


"Non Jihan is cranky, sir, it feels like every time she screams at Mom if she wants something."


"Oh yeah?" ask Arya. "But I've never seen Jihan naka like that."


"That's not naughty, sir, the name's children yes it is," said Bibi. "And the father will not see when Non Jihan shouted, it was early in the morning the Father had gone to the office, when the Father came home the children had slept."


Arya could only scratch her head which was not itchy.