The Little Wife of Arsen

Chapter 14: The Red One Comes

Alea stared blankly at the meatball bowl in front of her. Their food was all gone but miraculously neither Keke nor Gita lifted her ass from the canteen. It had probably been almost a hundred times that Alea's ears heard the same name that flew to and fro. Every time he meets a student, Arsen must be tucked between their conversations.

Do not go far, for example, Gita who is still Arsen Arsen to intend to create a new fictional story character by the name of Arsenio Yudhistira. If that happened, then Alea would never read it at all.

Unlike the Gita, Keke still likes Diwa but hopes that her husband will at least have a face and success like Arsen. Ah.. Whatever, please just create the figure of Arsen in their shadow.

"I swear, I'm the boss of you on that old gentlemen" Alea lamented. A different age almost 8 years away, then it is not wrong if Alea calls Arsen the father.

"That's not the fathers of Al. The man is mature but" Gita replied accompanied by giggling. Gita's story, which is mostly a male figure, a CEO, is clear that Arsen really falls into the category of this girl.

"Pope 28, we're 19. Yes obviously it's the gents" Alea sipped orange ice in front of him.

"Kok you know he's 28. Rich knows it"

Like being struck by lightning. Alea choked at the instant of Keke's words. Let's brain, work together to find a reasonable reason. "I.. That's. Successful entrepreneurs, right? A lot of his profile on google" Alea answered.

Fortunately, Keke and Gita nodded their heads in confidence with his words just now.

"Gue curious. Whose wife is he? Hockey for a lifetime already kepake it"

A hockey? Eat ati yes.

"Take a. Where I heard he said diligently praying and njai. Duh, a dream husband" added Keke.

Sholeh? ja. Sholekas, sholeh rich refrigerator. Very yes.

"Broken heart as straight as this informatics technique is called"

No yeah. I-i didn't.

Than the conversation becomes more unclear. Alea patted the arms of the two to remind them of their next class hour. Both have classes, while he might go to the perpus to repeat the material yesterday. Do not get him later at night omelin mas Arsen because he does not understand what is explained.

"Yes Allah. It's this hour. Hurriedly" Gita hurriedly stood up and pulled Keke towards the classroom. Leaving Alea who felt very relieved to be able to rest her ears for a while. Not all day, she heard her husband's name.

But it seems like misfortune always befalls him if there is Arsen. While standing Alea felt something wet in the back area. And sure enough, as soon as standing Alea could see red patches were on the chair. Needless to say what it was, Alea covered her skirt with a bag and immediately ran towards the bathroom.

Miraculously both Gita and Keke no one raised the call. Sending orders to the group to buy pads, no one can. Lecturers who taught them were famous for being so creepy for anyone who was caught playing hp in an upset.

With all the hope left. Alea looked for Arsen's mass contact inside her phone. Hoping if her husband picked up his phone and helped Alea out of the bathroom. Don't let him languish in the bathroom until later in the afternoon.

"Assalamualaikum, why Al?"

Alea breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Arsen's voice from the phone. Approximately if asked to buy a sanitary pad would not yes?. Wouldn't be ashamed, would you?.

"Al?"

"Eh, yes, mas. Waalaikumsalam" Alea replied at last. Asking Diwa for help is definitely impossible. It is better and more lawful to ask her husband for help.

"Why?"

"I. it's mas" why say the word sanitary napkin in times like this feels very difficult?. But wait, maybe that thing could be used by Alea right now. Let Arsen panic first, Alea said. So not very shy.

"Why?"

"I.that's mas. Anu.." Alea replied still trying to act stammering.

"Anu what? If it is not clear. I'm matting the phone"

Instantly Alea was made to panic hearing that. Looks like mukai this second Alea should not forget if her husband is the 7th door of the refrigerator and there is no romantic at all. "You're asking for help"

"Why? You're okay, right?"

Alea waited long enough for Arsen's reply. Pleases. Don't let him repeat the sentence again.

"OKAY. Where are you?"

Alea sighed. Her husband's ears are still functioning well. "In the bathroom near the canteen of the engineering faculty"

"okay"

After this speech, the phone call was immediately dropped from Arsen. Let it go, Alea just needs to believe that her husband will come to bring her a sanitary pad.

At first Alea relaxed while playing games on her phone. But 5 minutes, 10 minutes have passed, Arsen mas has not been seen the trunk of his nose. Since when did the college supermarket move to Mars?.

And there was a curse that almost came out when his phone rang with the name 'husband refrigerator' on the screen.

Buset. This is the guy who bought a sanitary pad to Mars!!.

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Instead of being confused by the many brands of pads that are on the shelf. Arsen prefers to call his little wife. Do not let himself buy wrong and can make the situation at home later become an instant error.

"Assalamualaikum, which dressing is Al? So much of this"

There was a sigh of annoyance that Arsen heard from a phone call.

"This is if not in the bathroom, already takbir me mas. Which is aja mas. Girls if it's been mepet like this what brand is also in use. Whatever it is! Take the most delectable"

"The most detailed writing has no wings"

"Yes, don't mas. Take him whose wings are"

"Size 250mm?".

"Squittances. Take the 350mm"

"OKAY. Take the pink wrapper, yes" Arsen's hand that was about to pick up the agreed item, stopped instantly when Alea's voice sounded again.

"Don't be pink. I'm usually the purplish color"

Al the takbir. Allah akbar. Say it's up to you but can't take it as you please.

"OKAY. Dengerin. The packaging wrap is purple, the size is 350mm, which has wings. Right?"

"Yes right. Cepetan yes mas. I'm not at home"

"Yes. Assalamualaikum"

Shutting down calls. Arsen immediately walked to the cashier's table, without caring for the students who were now staring strangely at him. Let it go, the important thing is that his wife can get out of the bathroom as soon as possible.

Finished paying Arsen straight to the bathroom where Alea was. Passing Saga who saw it, Arsen also did not care and continued his steps towards the bathroom.

"Al" called Arsen down right in front of the ladies' room.

Alea came out and immediately took the paper bag from Arsen's hand. The two of them without anyone knowing if Saga was watching them from a distance.

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sorry if there is a typo, because it is not edited anymore