The Little Wife of Arsen

Chapter 40: Sorry Me

"I know, you definitely don't eat bekel from me"

Arsen was silent while staring at Dira who was now leisurely sitting on the sofa while opening one by one the dining box at the table. Not far from him there was Kenzo who was also silent while looking down deeply. The man failed to hold Dira back from getting into Arsen's study. Nod Arsen's head, make Kenzo nod and walk out.

"I remember you liked kwetiaw fried mas. So I made it earlier, yes even though it's good to eat fried kwetiaw at night, but I usually give it now. Your home is no longer an area I can freely enter"

Arsen did not answer, still standing behind his desk while looking straight at Dira. There were hateful gazes but there were also gazes that yearned for these times like they used to.

In the past, when he was the supervisor of home construction, Dira often brought fried kwetiaw, and would be eaten together with himself and Diwa. You could say, kwetiaw becomes a sense of love.

"What's the reason you came back to Indo?" the question was finally thrown too, the question that since in Bali Arsen wanted to ask was just afraid if the answer he heard would actually make everything more messy.

There was a smile that Arsen saw from Dira just now. A smile that used to be so opiate for him, a smile that used to make him so selfish because it was not willing if the sweet smile was also shown to others. The smile that used to be able to make Arsen's messy days become colored again. Even while building the house, Arsen prayed that the only woman who entered first who was not from a family member was Dira. Dira with status as his legal wife.

As if Satan was really taking over Arsen's mind right now, not even a single image of Alea appeared in his mind right now. His focus was only on Dira who was still smiling.

Deep love for someone who is not a mahram is indeed this terrible.

"Feed yuk mas first. I've only got 30 minutes to get back to the office"

"I don't have the right words to show everyone how your character is"

A smile, now turned into a bitter laugh. Long hair and a little cover the face, Dira slid behind the ear and then ventured to look at Arsen. The man whose heart he broke into pieces a few months ago. The man he gave the bomb in the right hand to explode and destroy his trust in the figure of the Hero. The man he made contact with his own cousin was crushed to the point of hating each other.

"Bren**k Or maybe Ja**ng?"

Arsen's hands clenched to hear Dira's words just now. The woman who used to be very guarding the sentence that came out of her mouth now turned very free. Until that inappropriate sentence came out so smoothly from his lips.

"Ultimately, you must have been angry if I had said this in front of you. You say, be careful when you talk and..."

"What is your intention, Dir?" cut Arsen fast. His common sense had already returned to remind him of Alea's figure. And he shouldn't be thinking about the past and talking to Dira. As someone who already has the status of being the legal partner of another woman, Arsen should not be doing this now.

"I want to apologize to you, I want to apologize officially to you"

This time Arsen who was laughing bitterly heard it. Without saying anything, he stepped closer to Dira then closed all the food supplies and put them into the carrying case. After entering it, Arsen walked towards the door and opened it wide.

"You better go now Dir. Before I get angry" Arsen said. Kenzo who was at the secretary's desk hurriedly closed the bulkhead that connected the room with the room of the IT team.

"I'm really sorry, mas. I also hope you're sorry about Wira"

Arsen was frozen instantly. Before his laughter broke, Kenzo immediately pushed the boss back into the room and closed the door. Let alone Arsen, Kenzo himself did not even believe what Dira was asking for just now.

They both destroy Arsen's life, but Dira easily asks her boss to forgive the two at once.

"I know I'm crazy asking for this same thing you are. Just that, I didn't want it when he was born, he even saw his father and his om didn't get along"

Arsen's laughter stopped for a moment. Wait, born? Wh who?. Arsen's gaze was fixed on Dira's hand stroking her own stomach. There was a sad look on that face right now.

Getting pregnant?

Whose son?

Hero's Child?

Out of wedlock?

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"So, you're sorry I'm Al?" Diwa shook Alea's arm which was still wearing a jutek face as if he could not believe what he had just said.

Knowing Alea since High School, Diwa knew very well, once Alea was angry, then this woman would not be easily persuaded. Angry may be for days and even once angry with him for up to 1 week. It was only when Diwa brought martabak from Alea's place of subscription.

However it seemed, his mistake this time was truly fatal. The martabak that he brought, did not work at all to make Alea forgive him. His best friend turned back to him and thought of him as nothing.

"Lo really don't forgive me? I'm honest Al, you and I don't mean to lie to you. We think that if you don't know it's better than making you run away from Arsen"

"And indeed. Lo on my lie, I also need to run away right?!"

Diwa sighed. He pulled the martabak that was about to be taken back by Alea "Lo does not want to forgive me right? Yes, you can't eat this martabak. I am the one who bought. And martabak who has entered your stomach, vomits now. I'm not sorry if you're not sorry."

Sontak Area immediately swerved towards the man. One punch he got right on the eel Diwa to make his best friend strayed back, Diwa's squat position makes the fall look so dramatic.

Instead of being angry, Diwa laughed out loud, if he had lashed a punch then Alea's anger was slightly reduced. "Yuk Al home. I'm anter. Aunt Amel nangis pas lo go"

"Originally you know, I also cry Wa. It hurts to know?. It hurts even more because you as my best friend also hide. I tuh—"

Diwa raised both of his hands "Okay. Don't talk about it, you will be angry with me again. Be well here, yes. I'm home"

"Whatever!!" alea ketus replied.

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Hi hi hi hi. Thank you so much for waiting for this story. And sorry for my new nongol

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

one word for Dira?

one word for Arsen?