WRONG MARRIAGE

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Elijah stood in the doorway. The little girl then stepped into the middle of the kitchen and pulled a chair. Then sit down and grab an apple arranged on a special bowl of fruits. Quickly, he chewed a new apple when he bit.

“Did our maid not work here anymore?” Elijah spoke less clearly as an apple filled his mouth.

Zalfa who did not understand the meaning of Elijah's innuendo also glanced at Arkhan. Likewise with Arkhan who had replied to Zalfa's glance briefly. He just kept quiet without giving any evidence.

“Begini nih if already kasmaran, early in the morning do not know the place.” Elijah interrupted, complete with his sadistic face.

Arkhan then took the pear and knife, then thrust the tip of the knife into the pear he had cut and chewed it. Zalfa was just a head-scalp. To him, the scathing remark of the boy was not peerlu digubris. Simply dikeki only and do not need to be entered into the heart alias consider the wind then. All of that was also thanks to Arkhan, the presence of the man was enough of a strength for Zalfa.

“Why is Brother Zalfa cooking? In this house never smelled the aroma of cooking because the residents rarely eat at home. Then why is Brother Zalfa cooking? Is now the habit of Kak Arkhan has begun to change and began to like to eat at home since having a wife?” The innocent boy was whining as he wished, even pretentious to interfere with the affairs of his eldest brother who was clearly married.

“Go! Don't ask too many questions. You don't want to eat at home either, do you? You used to have breakfast outside, then why are you in the kitchen now?” chirp Arkhan with a stern look towards Elijah.

“I want to eat fruit. Wrong?” fierce Elijah because he felt his brother was now more defending others than him.

“Nothing is wrong. If you want, just wait for your sister-in-law to finish cooking and then you will enjoy the results of her cooking.”

“Cih. I will not eat it. Kak Zalfa's cuisine is certainly not as good as the food in the restaurant. Definitely not to my taste.” Elijah sneered with an expression like he saw something disgusting.

“Already, you go there! Me and your brother-in-law are not being disturbed. We'll spend some time together. And your presence is quite damaging to the atmosphere. You get it, right?” Arkhan placed the knife back to its original place with a powerful bang.

“Hus! Children should not interfere in adult affairs. Go!” hardik Arkhan as he stepped closer to Elijah.

Elijah hurriedly ran away leaving the kitchen. Shortly after she disappeared from view, the girl reappeared and said, “Don't forget, today I asked to be taught to paint with Sister Zalfa.” Then he passed away.

After Elijah's death, Zalfa exchanged glances with Arkhan. Then the woman laughed.

“Your sister is funny and silly,” said Zalfa still with laughter.

“The tongue of Elijah is indeed spicy, and he is also grumpy. But that's what he is.”

“It is not wrong Elijah if he spoke earlier. You are the cause,” Zalfa chirped with a smile.

“I?” Arkhan raised an astonished eyebrow.

“If you hadn't hugged me, Elijah wouldn't have talked like that. You did an act out of place, and it's not good for a child his age to see.”

Arkhan was silent, listening to what his wife said. His gaze was fixed on the tiny hands of Zalfa who looked busy with his cooking activities.

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