Testamentary Wedding

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Anggi blinked for the umpteenth time. The girl felt like something had hit her body. Every part of his body felt crumpled to the bones.

"Aw!" pekiknya slow. Resisting the pain all over his body.

Maybe he got wind, he thought. These signs are indeed the same as when Anggi was attacked by a disease called colds. Body feels crumpled, limp. The head is heavy too. The deep heat immediately gnawed at his inner body.

"Where's Mas Prana, huh? Tumben, don't wake me up" the monologue.

"Jeek." And now the girl wants to be nauseous. It was as if something had managed to stir up his stomach. Anggi wanted to spit it out immediately.

With a lightning-fast tempo, he dashed towards the bathroom. Several times the girl tried to get her stomach out. However, his efforts were in vain. Nihil, because Anggi can't spit out anything.

"Why does it feel so nauseous, huh? Duh, I really catch a cold." Anggi spoke to himself.

After her nausea show this morning was over, she immediately went out of the bathroom. She thought Prana would be in the room, but her husband could not be seen. Did her husband have a meeting this early? Why didn't Prana tell him first?

"Dear."

The baritone's voice managed to make Anggi turn his head quickly. Her husband is now dressed. As usual, a suit and cloth pants captivated the hearts of the Eve. His hair was neatly arranged with a little pomade polish as the last touch. His distinctive perfume always managed to get his wife hooked and wanted to always be around him.

"Mass? Where are you from? I thought you were in the office" said Anggi.

Prana immediately frowned. There's something different on his wife's face now. "My wife? Your face is pale? You sick?" he asked with excessive worry that immediately invaded the recesses of his heart.

Orggi also frowned. He patted his cheek, chin, then both cheeks. "Huh? The hell, Mas?" askalanya.

The shadow of her late husband being overprotective instantly flashed through her mind. Makes him immediately shudder in horror. If her husband knew that he was sick at this time, Anggi would be confined to this magnificent house alone. Ah, naw. Anggi doesn't want that to happen to him later.

"Yes, your face is pale, honey. You sick? Wind up? Or dizzy?" ask Prana in succession. Truly and swear by anything, Prana was really anxious to see his wife's pale face and lips this morning.

"That's right, Mas. Your feelings only time. Maybe I'm cold, all of a sudden" he explained. Lying, Anggi had lied this time. Yes, it can't be entirely blamed. After all, this was also so that her husband would not worry too much about her.

"Really?" The back of Prana's hand he attached first to the Anggi's eel, then turned to his neck.

"Body you're anget, honey. Bentar, I made ginger angel for you, huh?" tawar Prana then deftly wanted to turn around, heading to the kitchen to make his wife a cup of warm ginger.

But soon Anggi refused. "No need, Mas. I'm really fine. You're going to the office, right? Right away, just go straight away. Later you are late," tell Anggi with legowo.

"Dear."

"Udah. Later if we debate, you even lose. Wasting your time is only for your spoiled wife. Mending the hunt to the office and laksanain your responsibilities there. Okay?" anggi said while commenting on a thin smile.

"No, kok. You are not spoiled. But really, aren't you papa?" Prana made sure once again.

And Anggi again developed a smile. "Yes" he answered.

"Yes already. I'm leaving first. Take good care of yourself at home, my wife. Inget, don't go anywhere. Rest at home. For the sake of our baby's future dede," Prana remembers while winking one eye and always manages to make Anggi's heart melt.

Little swiggled to hear it. "Yes-yes. Bring on my husband's head," he replied still with a ruckus at the end of the sentence.

"Later I ask Mbak Ijah to make you ginger angel. You're quite here. Rest. I'll go first if so. Assalamu'alaikum" Prana said to his wife as she peeked at his forehead.

Anggi kissed the back of her husband's hand and returned his greeting, "Wa'alaikumussalam."

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"Yes, Dev. Okay, I'm going there now."

Anggi just closed the door. The girl was dressed well this time. As always. Casual and simple. The gray sweater combined with black jeans makes it look charming.

My brother has been standing by online on the front page. Loyal to wait for the girl then drove her to the destination.

"As per the map, Ma'am?" said.

Anggi nodded. "Yes, Mas. A little spit, yeah. Hurry up" he asked.

Honestly, his body is still limp. Two cups of tea mixed with ResistWind had already been spent. Yet, still. Although at least the dizziness disappeared, but the nausea from inside his stomach never disappeared. Yeah, at least a little better than this morning.

No need to take a long time, Anggi and Abang ojek online had arrived at the destination of Prana's wife. With the rest of his energy, Anggi stepped into a multi-storey building bearing the name of one of the big companies in the city.

Nervousness as well as anxiety immediately enveloped him. He's even breaking out in cold sweat now.

"Bismillah" he whispered to himself.

He began to set foot on the tiles in the building and in the lobby the girl was immediately greeted by Deva.

"Pig!" call him with a radiant face.

Orggi also throws a smile. "Where, Dev?" tanyakanya. The sense of kepo and groggy into a unified unity.

"Congratulations! You're welcome" he said, preparing to hug the girl.

However, Anggi immediately refused with his body language cues. "Sorry, Dev. Thanks, yes" he said.

Deva's face suddenly turned flat, but the next second again shone. "Yes already. Yuk, go straight to dalem aja. I want to see you" he said.

They walked to the room referred to by Deva. Really, this building could be more magnificent than her husband's building. And also, a little more modern it seems. Anggi until made not blink when his bead swept the view of the entire building.

"Hello, Anggia!" So he said to the girl in front of him. Who else if not Deva's mom.

"Hello, Om. I'm Anggi" he told the man. He did not forget to also shake his hand while reviewing the smile as friendly as possible.

"Welcome to our company. Oh, ja. Before, congratulations, you have become part of this company" he said with a big smile.

Anggi then smiled awkwardly, although it could not be denied that the girl was very happy now. "Thank you, Om," he replied kindly.

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"Jeek."

Anggi again felt his stomach like stirring. The nausea came back and greatly disturbed him.

"Why are you, Nggi? It hurt?" deva asked him, worried.

Anggi turned to the guy and smiled thinly. "No papa. The usual wind" he replied.

"Yes already. I'll bring you home" said Deva as if Anggi would approve.

Prana's wife shook her head quickly. "Eh, no, Dev. I can go home by myself" she refused unwell.

"No papa, Nggi. I am free of this. Just relax, don't try not to enjoy it," said Deva. Convince the girl to obey.

"But, Dev-"

"Udah is not papa."

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"Thank you, Dev. Sorry to have nicotine."

"Together, Nggi. Just relax," the guy replied while commenting on his warm smile.

"Pig? Can cuddle?"

Anggi was stunned for a moment. And he had not been able to allow it, the guy had already grabbed it first. Prana's wife immediately pegged on the spot. Should he take off his hook?

"Sorry, Nggi. I just miss my cousin again. He is also your age, Gini" said Deva as she slowly took off her embrace.

That instant also Anggi fell silent. "Yes, Dev. No papa. Ade lo's cousin? Sorry, isn't there?" tanya Anggi sympathizes.

Deva nodded in response. "I miss him again. We used to be very close, already rich siblings. You see, I'm an only child, Nggi," Deva explained to Anggi.

Anggi nodded slowly. Understand what the guy in front of him is feeling. He also explained his actions earlier.

"Yes already. I'm back, yeah. Sorry I was so presumptuous earlier," he said as well as saying goodbye.

"No papa. Careful, yeah."

Deva passed by, leaving a smoke trail of his vehicle. Anggi turned around and was so surprised he found Prana was already in the doorway now.

"Mas Prana?" greet Anggi with a half-dead worried feeling. Worried if her husband had seen her with Deva earlier.

"New home? It's malem loh this," asked Prana back with a sharp tone.

Really, Anggi was immediately dumbfounded and silent a thousand discussed. For a long time, her husband did not act like that to her. And now, Prana is starting to return to her former attitude. Oh, dearGod. Save Anggi from her husband's wrath later.

The girl went further, approaching her husband who was holding his chest in the doorway. "I-iya, Mom. I'm sorry I came home last night" Anggi replied with all her nervousness.

"Come in now," her husband ordered stiffly, thinly, and coldly.

Booms! It's you too, Anggi. How should he explain later?

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