The Little Wife of Arsen

Chapter 12: Arsenio Yudhistira

Two kisses on the cheek just now, obviously for Arsen is not okay. It was unexpected that Alea dared to do so just to get help with the unfinished task. With a single breath, Arsen made himself refocus as much as possible.

"Alea. What is your job?" arsen asked while knocking on the inner door that connected between the room and the study.

"don't know. Sleepy" Alea replied from within.

"It can't be so dong Al. Work used to just sleep" persuaded Arsen. Not unwilling to prepare funds if Alea to repeat one course, it's just that Arsen wants Alea to learn responsibility with what has begun.

"You want me to fiddle until dawn also won't be able to mas!" alea replied again from inside.

"Mas auxiliary"

"Babes"

"Mas auxiliary really. But not with you taking your hands off so easily"

"No believe. I didn't want to help you"

"Don't help Al. Bimbim from behind"

"Same aja. Go to sleep sleep"

"Alea" said Arsen.

"Al?"

"Dad?"

"Alea?!!"

Surrendering that there would be no more answers from the inside, Arsen sat back on the floor in front of the sofa. Alea was sleeping like that.

Opened his wife's milk laptop. Arsen began to learn first what kind of task is given. His fingers began to move above the keyboard doing Alea's errands. If not helped, his little wife would have been nagging all day.

***

The worst morning for Alea was when she woke up with an unfinished task. In addition to getting bad grades, he will also be embarrassed because he has not finished doing the task given. It feels like Alea just wanted to skip class this morning. Still laying on the bed when the clock has shown at 7 am. Alea was really intending to skip class this morning, let it be, she was just coming to campus in the second hour class.

Not minding the knock on the door from the outside, Alea grabbed her phone on the nightstand as one message entered her phone.

Mas Arsen: Get off now or I stay.

"Down with sono"

Switch to GAK group chat room. Alea snorted bitterly as she read Gita and Keke's compact message apologizing for not picking up the phone last night. Cih, what kind of friend is this.

Shifting pop up calls from Arsen's mass, Alea turned to the social media she had. Looking through the accounts containing cosmetic products, perhaps there was something Alea could buy with Arsen's money.

One message from Arsen went back to his phone.

Mas Arsen: Down now or I live plus credit card I take.

Alea snorted bitterly at her, hurriedly entered the bathroom and 15 minutes after in neat clothes complete with a sling bag, Alea typed out a message to her husband. Let it be, today Alea will go on strike to talk to Arsen.

Alea: Where is my laptop?.

Arsenic: In the workspace. You put it there.

Opening the room door, Alea went straight back into Arsen's study. How sad she is to have a stingy husband and a 7-door refrigerator. The position of the laptop is still exactly the same as last night, and that means the Arsen mass really does not help him at all.

But it seemed, her conjecture was wrong when Alea found a piece of paper that was on top of the laptop.

This time I helped. Not tomorrow anymore. And later tonight, repeat the material that you missed together.

Mas good. Not a cold one.

Putting on an annoyed face as if not reading Arsen's message. Alea came out of her husband's study and walked down the stairs. The man was already sitting sweetly eating his morning breakfast, his expression as if it were a superhero in the seven heavens at once. This morning, Arsen did not wear formal clothes as usual. His suit stelan is now turned into a checkered shirt with a matching colored vest. Stelan relaxed but did not reduce the slightest of the prestige of the man.

Alea sat down beside Arsen. The expression on her face was also as much as possible to look like she was upset with her husband. Although in truth, Alea did not find the right sentence to begin her expression of gratitude.

"Fast eat. 10 minutes I wait in the car "

Alea couldn't bear to not smile as Arsen passed away going out of the house. If a cheek kiss alone makes her husband lulu, maybe more than that can make Arsen's mas somersault.

"Thank you for my handsome husband" Alea lirih said. It was so subtle that only he could hear it.

***

"Ciellah running is also a task? You say what to my brother" whispered Diwa. Since they met in the dictionary corridor earlier, Diwa continued to follow him even until he reached the classroom. Inexhaustibly asked the same question even though Alea replied with a whiff of a snort.

"Gue wants to have a new pigeon?" whispered Diwa again.

Plaque.

It was not Diwa who struck him in the back of the man's head, but in the mouth that made Diwa laugh out loud. Saga who was also in this class glanced in dislike towards them. Regarding Saga, the man still did not give up by occasionally sending out invitation messages to eat with Alea outside.

"That's my mouth sewing for a long time" Alea glared in dislike towards Diwa.

"Keep what? My brother will not help me for free. Business soul high woy"

Alea pulled Diwa closer, lest anyone hear their discussion this time. "Can not you just shut up and do not need to discuss Arsen. It can be messed up if someone is horrified!!"

Diwa laughs "Okay. I'm diem. So, loa, what's it?"

It was no longer the willing blow that Alea gave, but the pinch that made Diwa immediately complain of forgiveness.

"Lo himself, why defend keke's house when it's already malem?" ask Alea back.

"Gue help her"

"Help, what's wrong?"

"Once in a row, two three islands are surpassed"

"Crazy" Alea shook her head. Diwa's way of thinking is sometimes very similar to Arsen's mas.

"So you tell me what until my brother helps me"

Plaques

One more blow Alea lay, not in the back of the head, but on Diwa's forehead to make the man lunge backwards. The problem was that, along with the ending of Diwa's sentence, Alea saw Keke and Gita enter the classroom in a hurry.

The two women now took over sitting in front of Alea. Not the frenzied Keke, but the frenzied Gita as if getting a good rumor this morning.

"Saga" instead of saying the reason why they were excited, Gita instead called Saga to make everyone in the class look at them.

"Do you know Arsenio Yudhistira?"

Mas's? Alea and Diwa exchanged glances. Alea looked astonished at the name 'mas', while Diwa turned to look at Alea's reaction.

"Know, everyone here also knows the times. We entered IT also because of his benchmark of success" Saga did not answer. It was Bimo sitting next to Saga.

Curious as to why Gita was talking about Saga, Alea pulled her best friend's arm. Gita won't suspect. Because after all he is always the spirit of 45 if discussing handsome and successful men.

"He was a guest speaker in the programming class akhhh" said Gita girang.

Maybe all the women in this class will be happy because of the arrival of Arsen. Not with Alea. Never imagined if she would be a listener in her own husband's lecture.