The Little Wife of Arsen

chapter 45: The Spanking of Grandpa

On the way to the hospital, no one spoke. Alea was silent while clutching her seatbelt tightly because it was raining so heavily outside. It was still morning, but the rain that fell as if asking people who are looking for money from Monday-Friday to stay on the mattress on this Saturday. While Arsen seemed silent because he did not know how he would open the chat. His wife always refused when Arsen wanted to get things straight. Straightening according to Arsen was clearly different from Alea.

For Alea there was nothing to explain anymore, everything was clear. There was no need to say anything because Alea was aware from the beginning that her position was just a substitute. Until now Marinka also seemed completely swallowed by the earth, the existence of the woman has not been found.

What exactly was the reason for Marinka to run away on her own wedding day?

If Marinka knew that Arsen's heart was still owned by Dira's mother, it could not have been the reason for Marinka's departure. Being the wife of a rich man was Marinka's dream a long time ago, and that meant there was a strong reason why her cousin had suddenly disappeared. I don't know, maybe Alea needs to ask Gita for help to figure it all out.

Alea tightened his grip on the seat belt as another car suddenly slipped impromptuly on the left side. The day did not rain, but when the position of the car overturned the rain fell very heavy accompanied by thunderous lightning.

Alea glanced at Arsen "You miss the same as Dira to ride a car as fast as this mas? Rained out. Slowly" Yes. Slow down, because Alea was afraid of the rain. Never mind driving, the road under the rain stub even Alea was terrified. Thank goodness last night when she was driving, everything was fine, even though Alea had to open a little glass of her car so that the air from outside into her lungs.

On the other hand, Arsen sighed. The insinuation was back he heard. Following his wife's request, Arsen took a left-hand drive and then slowed down the speed of his car "Can you cover the glass? The rain goes inside"

"Small fragrance. I can't breathe when it's closed. Usually you don't have a problem" either"

Fully Arsen turned to Alea for a moment before returning to focus on the road ahead. Whether he used to be unconscious or not too focused on his wife, Arsen felt that this time Alea opened the window when it rained so hard. Not wanting to add to the problem, Arsen chose to remain silent until their car reached the hospital where Aunt Jihan was being treated.

Tam there was another Alea waiting for her to be held. The woman immediately breezed into the hospital and walked towards aunt Jihan's room. Arsen just tailed behind him as he kept asking himself over and over again what his heart wanted now. Last night, Arsen was so convinced that Alea was all he needed, but somehow now the doubt came back.

Accelerating his pace, Arsen took Alea's hand and grasped it tightly. Not letting go of that tiny hand at all even though the master repeatedly tried to let go.

"Please, help me this time. Mas promise, last night was the most fatal mistake that you did, tomorrow there will be no more" said Arsen slowly.

Alea simply sighed, then let her hand be held by Arsen until the two reached the front of aunt Jihan's room. Along with his arrival, Dira and Mas Wira also appear to come from different directions. Alea thought, the grip in his hand would loosen, but in reality it felt even tighter as if squeezed by Arsen.

How did Alea interpret the meaning of this grip now?

Was her husband's promise that she could hold?

Or tight grip just because of jealousy on the chest of her husband to see mas Wira and mbak Dira also join hands?.

"Alea?" Dira doesn't seem to believe in his presence with Arsen here. Indeed until now, Mbak Dira did not know if she was the legal wife of a man whose heart was so crushed by her figure.

"Where's mbak?" unlike the drama in the soap opera where the legal wife will invite actors if met in person, Alea even pulled her smile. After all, he had a problem only with Arsen mas not with Dira.

"Well, how are you?"

"Neither physically" Alea glanced at her husband at a glance "If still inwardly gray" Arsen's grasp tightened as the innuendo again ejected.

"Let's go in"

Alea complied as Arsen pulled him into aunt Jihan's room, as if to show that the man was reluctant to face Dira for a long time.

Mother Amel immediately grabbed Alea as soon as she saw the person who entered was her son and daughter-in-law. When hearing from bi Ina if this morning Mbak Alea made porridge for Arsen because the man had a fever, Amel could breathe a little relief. At least what he feared for his son's household did not happen, or.... Haven't happened. Hopefully it will never happen.

"You healthy, son? The more your cheeks. Mommy apologizes yes" said Amel sincerely while rubbing the cheek of his daughter-in-law.

Walking towards the stool where Aunt Jihan was sitting while staring at meu towards her, Alea took a standing position beside aunt Jihan. Judging from the reaction of the woman who immediately clasped her hands, Alea was sure this story had also reached the ears of Aunt Jihan. Plus Dira who was pregnant because Wira made his condition worse and fell unconscious.

"Auntie's sorry about Al"

"It should be Alea who's sorry for the new aunt today. Yesterday the Arsen fever the question, how is the aunt? You okay?" knowing the meaning of the word sorry to refer to, Alea tried to pretend not to know and divert the conversation. You said it, right? He came to see Aunt Jihan, not to get an apology from everyone in this room who had lied to him.

Jihan nodded her head, pulled Alea back and hugged her tightly.

On the other hand Arsen saw the hand grip Wira on Dira increasingly tightened. Maybe it was true if he released Dira now. What can he do when the two hearts are already bound to each other? Arsen just needs to look after Alea. His responsibility and hopefully nothing else will make things even more chaotic. Hopefully Marinka also soon found its existence.

The atmosphere felt even more melted as grandfather came and joined them. Whether it was just Alea's feelings or not, the joking laughter and warm chatter in this room seemed to be just a contrived thing, as if covering up all the weird things that happened in front of grandfather.

Alea, who was sitting next to Arsen, chose to keep quiet and smile occasionally as she looked at him, or replied in a cheerful tone as usual when someone threw a question at her. The laughter continued before finally Dira who sat beside the adoptive grandfather spoke about her pregnancy.

Judging from how close Dira was to Grandfather, Alea knew that woman was always welcome in this family. Maybe, Indeed everyone in this family is very good, except her husband who is now sitting with a device in hand. As if I didn't want to hear what Dira said. Although Alea knew one free hand of Arsen, it clenched tightly.

"Me and Mas Wira intend to marry kek. Our ngizinin grandpa, right?"

Can Alea laugh now?. Arsen's rolling finger on the screen stopped immediately hearing Dira's words, and it entered Alea's observation.

Not directly answering, grandfather glanced at Arsen first. Although he did not mind either, but it did not feel good if he had to meng–iya it was Dira's speech without seeing the reaction of one of his other grandchildren.

Maybe not just laughter but Alea needed to clap and jump around like crazy. Why should grandfather look at her husband and ask for approval? What exactly is Alea's position in this family? Just as his uncle's debt repayment?.

"Dira pregnant cake. And that's the hero's son. I'll be in charge" this time the hero speaks.

The atmosphere that had been tense because of Dira's speech was now increasingly tense. Mother Amel and father Bagas even looked so shocked to hear it, while aunt Jihan closed her eyes with clenched hands.

"What did you say? Ha..pregnant? You guys did it before you got married?" furious grandpa. Bagas immediately restrained the father as the male staff was about to float towards the Hero.

But from the stick, changing with one slap from grandfather to make Alea who was sitting not far from Wira was surprised not to play when the man staggered towards him.

"Sorry kek. The hero knows wrong, therefore the hero will be responsible"

Alea hurriedly stood up and held onto Grandfather's left hand arm as the man was about to return his slap. Even Alea crouched down as grandfather was sitting so limp on hearing the truth. Alea rubbed his grandfather's back slowly and......

"Indeed you have to answer because you've made her pregnant, you son of a bitch!!"

Freezing instantly Alea's body heard Arsen's words just now.

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Let's hold your patience first huh. because there can't be no scene grandpa don't know right?