Wife To Reyhan

Chapter 48

In the morning, Meysi blinked her eyes. The first thing he was looking for was the husband who was not next to him, slowly sitting and leaning on the shoulder of the bed.

Meysi rubbed his face slowly, then picked up his phone lying on the nightstand.

While sliding the screen, there was a husband message coming in from half an hour ago.

When I wake up, have breakfast first I'll be in my room.

“Uncle is at this hotel?” muttered Meysi, then glanced at a tray containing food and green tea on the table.

Meysi put her phone back down, then stepped into the bathroom.

After that, he came back out still with his kimono because he just finished bathing.

He sat down on the couch and started eating his breakfast with a towel still wrapped around his head.

After finishing up after her breakfast, the door of her room opened to see Arga entering.

“Available?” ask Arga while closing the door and locking it.

Meysi.

“Come breakfast together,” said Meysi thrust his twelve bite bread.

Arga shook his head.

“I just had breakfast with Dad,” he said to pay attention to Meysi who only uses kimono.

Meysi nodded unsuspectingly with Arga's lecherous look at her.

“Why can Uncle be in this hotel? Coincidentally or indeed you have promised to meet at this hotel?” meysi asked while busy with his bread.

“Dad asked to meet here,” says Arga.

He put his head on his wife's thigh, then put it toward her stomach.

Meysi who felt amused, could only resignedly look at her husband's behavior.

“Why dress like this? Are you teasing me?” tanya Arga looked at his wife while playing both eyebrows.

“Who teases you, you brat! I just finished my shower!” ketus Meysi while sipping his favorite green tea that he missed so much these days.

“What did you say? Try saying it again!” arga said so that his wife repeated her words.

“Basic boy!” meysi repeated his words. Without realizing it, his words put him in danger.

Arga immediately sat up from his sleep, staring at his wife.

“Why look at me like that?” meysi asked in surprise.

“Don't call me boy! Just once I put you to sleep, your stomach can be distended for nine months!”

Meysi only realized with her words, then covered her mouth with her hands. With a parched face she looked at her husband, cupping his hands together to apologize.

Arga shook his head, he pulled Meysi's hand to get closer to him.

The action stopped, when he heard the knock on the door.

Geck! Geck!

“Call you!” annoyed Arga was born from his seat.

Meysi sighed in relief, as the sound of the knock saved her.

Chequek! Arga opened the door, seen the hotel attendant who came to bring his order.

“This is your order Mr.”.

Before he entered the room, he forgot if he ordered coffee for him.

“Oh. Thank you and this is for you.” Giving two pieces of paper money to the hotel attendant who delivered the coffee order.

Then entering and closing the door again, he saw the wife was no longer on the sofa.

“Huftt .. failed again!” sighing harshly.

He stepped onto the balcony with his cup of coffee and his cell phone to his left.

Meysi came out of the bathroom, took out half her head.

Her net was fixed on Arga who was sitting on the balcony, then came out dressed. Childish clothes are clothes that he wore yesterday, because Meysi did not know the plan of her husband who wanted to stay at the hotel.

“Honey,” call Meysi following her husband to the balcony.

Arga smiles at Meysi's call to him, pulling his wife's hand to sit next to him.

“What's wrong?” meysi asked to see Arga refocus on his phone.

“Against the thought of wanting to open another branch to another area,”.

Meysi nodded in understanding. He put his head on Arga's shoulder.

“When do we go home?” tanyakanya.

“You want when?” ask Arga back.

“Tomorrow,” authentic origin.

“Alright, if that's what you want. We'll be home tomorrow.”

Meysi chuckles.

“I'm just kidding. What about your meatball cart? Did you leave him so alone?”

Arga smiled as he put his wife on the shoulder.

“I've given it to people in need and created jobs for people who need jobs. I started my new business and opened branches in several cities.”

Meysi nodded in understanding.

“This is all for you and also for the future of our children.”

Meysi rounded her eyes, hearing Arga's words. He had never been in his mind to think about the child at this time. However, Arga had already thought so far.

“Why silent?” ask Arga.

“No. Do you want to have a child from me?” ask Meysi slowly.

“I'm not pushy if you're not ready. I will do where you are ready,” Arga said again.

Meysi just smiled in response.

***

In the great house of Mesya.

She was busy feeding Dafi for lunch, after which she was going to her husband's office to deliver lunch.

He stared fixedly at Dafi's face, he was so concerned. As small as this, he had to feel the loss of his parents.

After finishing feeding Dafi lunch, his housekeeper came to him.

“Sorry, Miss. There is a woman who wants to meet with Madam.”

“Women? Who?” ask Mesya curiously.

“I don't know Mistress.”

“Let him in,” He said.

While cleaning Dafi's mouth using a tissue, then change his clothes because it is slightly dirty.

He was busy with Dafi, without Mesya noticing that the woman was staring at him at the door.

Mesya immediately turned his head, he looked at the woman.

“Yes, what's wrong? Do you want to meet me?” ask Mesya.

Before that he welcomed the woman, then allowed her to sit down.

“Sorry, we have never met before. Introduce me Melina, Aunt of Dafi.”

Mesya immediately fell silent for a moment, then welcomed Melina's hand.

“Sorry, my arrival here surprised you. I have been looking for Dafi for a few days, after the death of his mother and I have received information from the police if Dafi is in your house, Mrs.”

Mesya.

“I want to pick up Dafi and we ourselves who want to take care of him.”

The deg!

Mesya fell silent again, at first he did not accept the presence of Dafi just yet. But, he had already treated Dafi like his own son.

“Sorry before, Miss. Allow us to take care of Dafi, you already consider him our son.”

“Can't! Before she died, Mila told Dafi to come with us!” reject Melina.

“Except ...” Melina hung up her words.

“Except what?” ask Mesya curiously.

“Unless there is this, let's just say you bought it from us,” Melina said flicking her finger.

Mesya understood what Melina meant, he let out a heavy sigh.

Now that Mesya had just realized it, Melina's arrival here was not about to take Dafi.

“Shortly,” said Mesya moved from his seat.

While waiting for Mesya, Melina saw her surroundings full of knickknacks that are so luxurious in the house.

“Ekhem ..” Deham Mesya.

Melina turned around and smiled at Mesya's arrival.

“It. Maybe this money is more than enough! Don't bother Dafi anymore, go as far as possible!” mesya said a little annoyed to hear the words of Melina who equates Dafi with the trade that is being sold.

Melina's eyes were round, seeing a wad of money on the table.

His initial intention was indeed to pick up Dafi, after seeing such a magnificent house made him undo his intentions. Because Dafi's life will be more secure if he stays in the house and his bad intention appears to ask for money from the wife of his late nephew's ex-lover.

“Thank you,” he said took the wad of money without shame.

“Before going. Sign this agreement letter first, from now on you will never return to this house to pick up Dafi again!” firmly Mesya.

Without waiting any longer, Melina immediately signed the paper.

“Already.” Give the paper to Mesya.

“Alright, I'm sorry. Oh yeah, I want to tell you something. Dafi is not Indra's flesh and blood, the father of Dafi died a few months ago from an overdose.”

Mesya seemed not surprised to hear Melina's statement, because she and her husband had already found out the truth.

“Oh yes?” said Mesya smiling wryly looking at Melina.

“Iya. Thank you, I excuse me.”

Mesya just nodded staring at the woman's departure.

After that, Mesya entrusted Dafi to his housemaid. Because she had to go to the office to deliver lunch for her husband.

30 Minutes away, he finally arrived at the office. Everyone greeted the friendly arrival, and vice versa.

Chequek!

The door of the room was open, Indra was so focused on staring at his computer screen that he did not see the presence of his wife.

“Ekhem ... seriously,” Mesya said.

Hearing his wife's voice, Indra immediately turned his head and showed a smile on his face.

“Darling, why not tell me if you want to go to the office?” tanya Indra immediately pulled his wife into his lap.

“Involuntarily,” draped his arm around the husband's neck.

The cup!

Indra gave a warm kiss on his wife's cheek.

“I brought you lunch.” Let go and take the lunch box he put on the table.

“Wah, scented once.” Inhaling the aroma of cooking when his wife opened the lunch box.

Indra took a seat so that his wife sat beside him, they had lunch together occasionally Indra greeted his wife and vice versa.

After they finished eating, they sat on a long sofa for a short break.

It is in Indra's mind to see the cctv, because it wants to see what Dafi does.

He looked at the screen of the phone, which he had already connected before.

However, he saw a cctv recording of a woman who came to his house with a face so foreign.

“Honey,” Call Indra.

At this time Mesya's position lay at her husband's feet.

“Iya,” said Mesya without turning his eyes to his phone.

“Why did you give money to an unknown woman? Who's that woman?” ask Indra.

Mesya immediately turned into a sitting position, his intention not to tell her husband.

“I-it. Her name is Melina, she confesses that she is a Aunt of Mila. Do you recognize him?” tanya Mesya looked at her husband.

As Indra thought hard, he tried to remember Melina's name.

“So, it's like I've met him. But I forgot where. Then, why did you give him money?”

Mesya sighed first, before telling her husband.

Then began to tell about Melina who asked him for money, as a sign of proof that Dafi had become their adopted child.

Hearing that, Indra clenched her hand tightly. Although Dafi had been proven not to be flesh-blood, his heart was wounded after hearing Dafi like an item he was selling.

“Badness!” indra Guram.

“Mas. Just leave him alone, I've already made a letter of agreement with him. If he will never bother us and Dafi.”

“Entah why they are crazy with money. See the impact that Mila made, her son became abandoned!” the trouble with the late Mila.

“Already let it go. Mila is now calm there, the best thing right now is how we look after that innocent child, Mas. What a pity his fate,” said Mesya softly.

Indra nodded.

“Iya, you're right Darling.” Pull his wife into his arms.

He was very grateful, at this time he did not choose the wrong wife.

“I'll find you, Melina. I want to give you a little valuable lesson, so as not to judge all that with money!” he murmured in the heart.

Indra tried to remember the woman named Melina, because the name is not foreign.

***