The Little Wife of Arsen

Chapter 41: Hero and Dira

Bugh

One fist floated so smoothly, a man who had just walked out of the kitchen area immediately fell to the floor with the sound of broken urns hitting the floor. On the other hand, a woman also seemed to scream in shock when she saw her son fall so horribly.

Arsen stood with his hands clenched tightly. His chest up and down held back the anger that had actually exploded earlier along with his fists that floated up and hit right on the cheek of Wira. After hearing the statement of Dira's pregnant hand, Arsen immediately went to Aunt Jihan's house to teach the Wira who had taken the Dira crown without any marriage first.

Getting pregnant? Without marriage? No kidding.

Kenzo who was trying to hold it with the phrase 'Dira is pregnant, it's not your business anymore' also Arsen boxing to make it to this house. Staring full of anger and disappointment at the figure of Wira who had been for almost months he did not talk at all.

"Lo gil..."

Bugh.

One more bogeman, Arsen lay down, and Wira again fell down with a swearing that came out of the man's mouth.

Overwhelming Wira, Arsen grabbed the collar of his cousin's shirt and raised his fist again.

"Yes!!! Lo crazy Arsen!!!"

Let's just say Arsen is crazy right now. Because in fact he is not aware if the devil has mastered his mind with a burning anger. The shadow if Wira touches Dira before the wedding makes Arsen's emotions rise again. The pain in his chest felt much more excruciating than Dira left on the day they were married. Arsen was not willing to let Wira touch the woman she loved wholeheartedly with such a vile thing.

Bugh.

Injunctive. One blow from Wira now hit Arsen.

Arsen got up and immediately floated back the bogeman towards Wira. The pain from Wira's fist just now, no more pain than her heart.

Screeches from Aunt Jihan who told her son and her father to stop fighting each other boxing did not make Arsen stop at all. His ears seemed to be gagged with emotion until Arsen again threw one more fist at the Hero. The brawl continued and may continue if Aunt Jihan did not slam dishes and glasses onto the floor.

Prangggg.

"STOP EVERYBODYAAAAAAA!!!!!"

The hand of the Hero who was about to return was cast to punch Arsen was stuck in the air. Seen by his mother who is now sitting on the floor with tears that wet his cheeks. Hope if his son will get along with Arsen again, lost already when he saw the two even brawl like now.

The woman released her grip on Arsen's shirt and immediately approached her mother.

While Arsen who looked like a possessed person, lay on his back while wiping the blood flowing at the corner of his lips. His cry broke out along with the steps of Dira and Kenzo who ran into the House of Wira.

"Wake son. Awake son. Aunt wants to know why you're this angry. Aunt apologizes to you, son. Maafin aunt, sorry om, sorry Wira, sorry Dira son. Aunt is really sorry about you"

Arsen wiped his tears at the frustrated apology of aunt Jihan. Not wanting to make Aunt Jihan even more shocked by knowing that Dira was pregnant, Arsen immediately stood up and immediately walked out of this house. Not only did not want to make Aunt Jihan more shocked, but Arsen also did not want to see the attention of Dira who immediately ran to Wira when he saw the condition of the man was not as good as him.

The world indeed feels so cruel to such a lowly person. Alea was heartbroken, and the world was replying to Arsen with much more pain many times over.

***

Enveloped mamah Jihan who is now asleep after crying and continues to ask what the reason until Arsen—anak who is considered the best in the big family—looks so angry.

Closing the door of the room, Wira walked towards Dira who was now sitting in the middle room while squeezing the fingers that indicated the woman was at least calm now. Even the Wira who was now sitting next to him was completely unaware by Dira.

Taking one hand of Dira, Wira held as tightly as possible to make the owner look up and realize his presence. There was a guilty look that Wira saw from those two pretty eyes.

"You're all right, aren't you Ra? Why come here? Let me come to your apartment. You are tired if you come here" Wira rubbed the back of Dira's hand gently, trying to calm his future wife. Wira's intention is to bring Dira to the family for the weekend, but in fact it seems like all those things are going to fall apart now. However, Wira promises to be responsible for what they have done first. When both are equally emotional on the day of marriage H Dira and Arsen. They always met in Singapore.

"Well, is it okay?" ask Dira.

The hero nodded, he pulled Dira and held her tightly. There are many obstacles that they will then in the future to achieve the lawful word as husband and wife.

"I'm sorry if you get hit with Arsen"

The hero nodded, he broke their embrace then wiped away the trace of tears on Dira's cheeks. "You told Arsen the same story about your condition?"

Dira nodded.

"About our son too?"

Dira nodded back to "Yes. I don't want to be able to fit our son was born, he said his father did not get along with his own om. Dira doesn't want that to happen"

The hero nodded in understanding. So this is why Arsen looked like a possessed man this afternoon. Everything was clear because his cousin's feelings for Dira still hadn't gone away. And the more hurt when he found out if the Hero accidentally snatched the crown of the woman he loved before the wedding. If he were to become Arsen, Wira might as well do the same.

Swiping the still flat stomach of Dira, Wira smiled gently at her woman "I will be the responsibility of Ra. We're getting married, she's gonna be born with the condition we're married and I promise our son will be born with his father's position already made up for him."

Dira nodded. Back in tears, he hugged the Hero tightly. Without knowing if the Jihan they thought was sleeping was now standing in front of the bedroom door and hearing everything they were talking about.

With the remnants of energy possessed, Jihan walked slowly towards the middle room. The sudden appearance of Dira had made Jihan very surprised, and now.... The kid? Whose son?.

"Mah"

"Auntie didn't understand what you were talking about. The kid? Whose son is Dira?"

"Mah" Jihan immediately brushed off the boy's hand that was about to touch his arm.

"What's the reason you came back here, son? What's the reason why Arsen was so angry that he was the same hero? The kid? You got a kid?" jihan asked in a still soft tone. Want anyway not only Dira is wrong, his son also took fair with all the problems that exist.

"Auntie"

"Jawab aunt son beautiful. You pregnant? Who's the same kid?"

"Tante" Dira began to cry.

"Jawab aunt Dira!!!"

"My son and Mas Wira tan"

Right after the confession was heard, Jihan's body collapsed instantly. It's all dark and ends with Jihan unconscious.

***

I don't know how many times the phone rings on his phone keep ringing. Not without hearing, but Alea chose to pretend not to listen to him and let his phone keep ringing.

Gita who was in the same room, snorted bitterly because she felt noisy. Noisy by the sound of the bathroom faucet, and also noisy because of the ringing of Alea's cell phone that continues to sound, while those who have even cool reading novels while occasionally choking indistinctly.

"Al was noisy with the oath. What's answered" Gita's nag.

Messages from Arsen and Amel's mother are now on Alea's phone.

Arsenic :

Deck, pick you up.

Mas destroyed the deck.

I can't do it at home by myself.

It needs you.

I need you to make this noisy mas head.

Pick up the deck.

It's in front of Keke's house.

Deck, answer the deck.

Lift the phone on deck.

I would go crazy if I kept going like this.

Mother of Amel (Both good):

Nak. Arsen the same you didn't?

Mommy's sorry, but mom really wishes Arsen was with you.

Aunt Jihan's son is in the hospital.

Arsen finished mukulin Wira nak.

Al, please call Arsen. He did not pick up his phone.

Mother worried Al.

Please answer your phone.

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