Take Back My Husband

The Drama Continues

"You're tired of taking care of the kids, huh? It's easier to make money than to take care of them?"

Arya could not answer Lea's question, although the answer was of course 'yes'.

Leah breathed a heavy sigh, and she took Arya by the hand and took her husband to the bed.

"Mas Aryan!" Lea clasped her husband's hand with a gentle smile. "Please wait a minute, yeah." He asked in a very soft and sweet tone.

"I've signed a contract, I can't stop that, Mas, you must understand the rules of work, right?"

Arya could only take a rough breath, she even pulled her hand out of Lea's hand, and she threw away her gaze from Lea.

"I know you're tired," Lea said still very gently. "I also used to feel tired, Mom, I also want to complain about you. But when I look at your face while you're fast asleep, I don't worry because I know you must be tired of working outside, too," lea said at length that immediately made Arya look back at him.

"I also want to be angry with children when they are fussy and naughty, being a housewife is tired of inner birth, Mas, but when I see them smiling and laughing, my melt becomes lost." Lea continued while smiling warmly.

Arya did not respond to what Lea said, but she began to think about her words. And Arya knew it was true, she also always wanted to be angry at them, but when she saw them smiling and laughing, Arya was like getting tired drugs.

"You can wait a minute, yeah. My contract is only two years" Lea said.

"Two years only?" screeched Arya with widened eyes.

"Yes, why?" lea asked as she got out of bed, then she removed her makeup on the dresser.

"Should I not work for two years?" ketus Aryans.

"It wasn't the same time, Mom!" kekeh Lea's. "You can work whenever you get a job."

"Then who will take care of Darrel and Jihan?" Arya approached Lea, he looked at her face which looked beautiful even though her makeup had been removed.

In his heart Arya asked why he only realized his wife was still very beautiful even though she had given birth to two children. His age was no longer young either, but Lea's haircut that was only shoulder-length made Lea look like a youngster.

"Next week Aunt is back at work, Mas, I'll also be looking for a baby sitter for Jihan if you and Chealse can't take care of Jihan."

"Can't do it" Arya denied despite her hesitation.

"Mass?" Suddenly Lea looked at Arya seriously. "It's been over a week for Chelsea here, how? Are the kids comfortable with him? You know. .. said Darrel sometimes he's rude." Lea said in a low voice at the end of the sentence, but the look in her eyes was quite sharp.

Arya doesn't know what to say.

"If Darrel is wrong, he's not scolded but there's a limit" Lea said. "But if just because of the trivial things my son snapped, I do not accept, Mas, Darrel is not a bad boy really. I knew he could be treated well, and I never snapped at them. The boy if yelled at will fight with us, if dear, talk well, must be obedient."

"I know," said Arya lirih. "Chelsea may just not be used to taking care of them."

"I love her the opportunity to let the children get used to her, however she will be her mother" Lea said coldly, and there was absolutely no sincerity in the woman's eyes.

"And if something happens to me, or I die later, then that will be the place to lean Darrel and Jihan yes the mother of both-Chelsea. Aye, right?"

"Gee!" Arya suddenly immediately hugged Lea. "Don't talk about death, we won't be able to lose you" Arya said sincerely.

Leah held Arya's arms around her, gently rubbed her husband's arms and said, "You can live without me, the proof is that you can anchor your heart to Chelsea. So, if I leave there's still Chelsea who'll be your life partner."

"Don't say that" said Arya. Although he himself began to wonder, why he could put his heart to Chelsea?

Arya knows she still loves Lea very much, but she is stuck in the comfort presented by Chelsea.

"Oh yes, actually I. I want to say that I have to come to Farel out of town," said Lea then who immediately made Arya wide. "Tomorrow morning departs, maybe only 2 or three days."

"Lea?" Arya immediately whined, between annoyance, anger, and and various other feelings fused in her heart.

Lea chuckles at Aryan's reaction.

"Mas, tomorrow it's Saturday, tomorrow it's Sunday. Chelsea's off, right? You two can work together to look after Darrel and Jihan" Lea suggested. "And one more thing, Chelsea is a grown woman, she should be able to look after children. And I've got to bless you guys getting married for the sake of our children, you want your wife to not love the same and can't take care of your child, Mas?"

Arya let out a rough breath, she looked very upset by Lea's decision but she couldn't say anything.

...🦋...

However, a quiet day, a day of fun or a day of rest that Chealse imagined was just hope.

Early in the morning Lea had gone out of town, even when Darrel and Jihan were still sleeping.

As a result, when the two boys woke up, Chelsea had to take care of them, while Arya was still not out of her room.

"Tante Chil, hungry Darrel," whined Darrell.

"Die to take a shower, Aunt Chill!" yelled Jihan while scratching her head.

"Patience, yes, patience!" chelsea who now bake bread.

"Tente, Jihan wants a pup!" whine Jihan while holding her stomach.

"Yes, wait a minute, honey," Chelsea asked.

"Tante Chill, where's the milk? Darrel usually drinks milk every morning!" Darrel.

"Please dong, Darrel, Aunt again this one-on-one!" chelsea tried to calm down.

To be honest, he was very dizzy and wanted to scold Darrel who could not be silent and patient, but according to Chelsea the boy was already big and could understand. However, Chelsea tried to hold back. Because if Arya finds out she's angry at her children, their relationship could be strained.

Breakfast bread was ready, and now Chelsea made milk for the two boys.

"Tante, Darrel and Jihan's milk is different!" darrel exclaimed because Chelsea made the same milk for them.

"Ah, same thing," Chelsea said.

"No, Auntie, Jihan doesn't like Darrel's milk, Jihan likes chocolate" Darrel said, but Chelsea declined to respond to the boy's remarks.

"Come, you guys have breakfast first. Jihan's gonna take a shower after breakfast, yeah."

Jihan nodded, she drank her milk but then pushed the glass away when she realized it was not the milk she used to drink.

"That's not Jihan's milk!" exclaim Jihan.

"Just like, Jihan, it's good, too." Chelsea took the glass and forced Jihan to drink it. "Try it, honey."

Jihan closed her mouth tightly, she also shook her head. However, Chelsea actually took a spoon, then he held Jihan's cheek.

"Try first, this is also delicious," said Chelsea who still forced Jihan to drink milk using a spoon.

Inevitably Jihan opened her mouth, and she drank the milk even while crying.

"Tante Chill, don't be!" darrel shouted anxiously, even the boy was already about to cry seeing Jihan being forced like that.

"PAPA!!!" Darrel shouted loudly to call his father.

"Darrel, what the hell?" chelsea's Admonition.

"Don't cry, honey." He wiped Jihan's tears. "Tante doesn't want to make Jihan sad, Aunty just wants Jihan to know that milk is good too" he said gently.

However, Jihan was crying even more.

"YAHUAAAA!"

"Father!"

"Mama!"

Chelsea panicked because Jihan was crying faster

"Don't cry, Jihan!" hiss Chelsea. However, the boy did not seem to hear. Until Chelsea unknowingly pinched Jihan's thigh. "Would you stop crying or not?"

"CHEALS!"