WRONG MARRIAGE

WRONG MARRIAGE
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“You look so happy,” Arkhan chirps staring at the flowery face of Zalfa. Apparently this is how to make the wife happy. Women are difficult to understand, and Arkhan still does not understand until now.


“Where is it? You rarely take me to such a place? I'm so happy.”


“Really?”


“Sure.”


“Do you know what makes me feel like holding this situation with you here?” Arkhan spoke in a serious tone.


“Mmm... What yes?” Zalfa displayed an expression pretending not to know. His smile continued.


“It's about Mario. All this time he's been a threat to our lives, and a day ago he was caught. I feel the need to hold a celebration of Mario's capture with you. We are free from him, your life and my life are quiet without him.”


The bright expression on Zalfa's face slowly faded, his smile shrinking. So this isn't a happy anniversary moment? Oh. geez. Zalfa, you passed Pe De. How could Zalfa possibly think that Arkhan would change?


“Wait wait... You forgot one thing, Mas Arkhan.”


“What?”


“Have you forgotten about our wedding day? How better this situation we make as a celebration of our wedding day,” Zalfa proposal so that the moment has the impression of a wedding day celebration, not the impression of the celebration of the loss of Mario from Arkhan life.


“What to celebrate? The wedding day has passed. Never mind, do not discuss it. We are talking about the arrest of Mario.”


“But I'm more interested if on this date we discuss our wedding day.”


“Zalfa, what we should discuss with the day that has passed. It is appropriate that we discuss the future. Would you like to add a food order?” Arkhan stared at the food that had been served.


Huh. their thinking is the opposite.


Zalfa, wake up from a dream in broad daylight. Don't expect Arkhan to suddenly turn into a romantic guy like Zack in Titanic.


“Neg. This is enough.” Zalfa pulled out a portion of his food and devoured it. He barely heard Arkhan's voice talking about Mario.


“Zalfa, this is interesting isn't it?”


That question Arkhan asked without Zalfa knowing what was being talked about. Of course about Mario.


“Zalfa, Mama has demanded a grandson from us.” This time Arkhan shifted the subject. “I've done it every night with you, but it hasn't worked.”


Zalfa chuckles. “If the time comes, it must be loved by the Almighty. Or maybe your less tok cer.”


Arkhan. “What did you say? Mine ain't tok cer? Previously has not been proven accuracy?”


Zalfa just smelled a smile.


“So you doubted my greatness?”


“Perhaps your seeds are to be doubted. Oops...” Zalfa deliberately teases Arkhan.


“Alright, then let's go home. as soon as we do it up to a hundred times if necessary, so that you no longer doubt my greatness.” Arkhan stood up and held onto Zalfa's arm.


“Mas Arkhan, not so. Here I am again eating.”


Arkhan stared at the Zalfa plate which still contained a lot. “Good.” Arkhan sat down. “If you get pregnant again and we are given a chance to have a child, I will find a nanny for our child. And you won't be alone while taking care of our son, because I'm not always by your side.”


Well, this time Arkhan's words really hit Zalfa's heart. Nyesss.. was so cold Zalfa heard it. “I'm pregnant not yet, you've discussed things that are far away.”


Arkhan smiled faintly.


Without them knowing, a pair of eyes watched their movements.


...SERIATE...


Thank you dong points, help Zalkhan rise to the top ten again 😘😘😘


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