WRONG MARRIAGE

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“Mas Arkhan!” call Zalfa who was then laying down the body into the mattress.

Arkhan who was busy sliding the mouse with a focused gaze to the laptop, did not take his eyes off even though he heard Zalfa's call. For the second call, Arkhan replied, “Hm.”

“We have a new home, a new car and everything is new. How about we invite Mas Ismail and Mbak Tini here?”

“They were told what?” arkhan asked still fixed his gaze on the laptop.

“Not told to do anything. I want to give thanks, we eat together, pray together so deh,” replied Zalfa.

Arkhan just shut up.

“Lately, since you are busy with your work, and I am also busy with my cafe, I rarely see Mas Ismail. Last time I met her in a doctor's clinic. Before that, I hadn't been there for three months. To the extent that I did not know that Ms. Tini was pregnant, Ms. Tini also did not say that she was pregnant the last time I visited her home. It seems like Mama Tini was embarrassed to say her pregnancy. Understandably, he was still too young, perhaps feeling reluctant to admit it. When his stomach was enlarged, then he dared to say it.”

“Ah, shit!” Arkhan patted the table with an eye highlight that was not separated from the laptop screen. He did not respond to Zalfa's remarks.

“Mas Arkhan, what's unlucky?” Zalfa approached Arkhan, standing at the side of her husband's chair while watching the laptop screen. He wondered what made Arkhan look panicked. “So you haven't heard me since? I'm tired of talking at length and you cuekin me.”

“This... I'm creating an account but it doesn't work.” Arkhan folded the laptop and turned to look at Zalfa, his head slightly looking up at the pretty face by his side.

“What account?” Ask Zalfa.

“Already, not important.” Arkhan wrapped his arms around Zalfa's waist. “What did you say?”

“I can't repeat it. It took time to repeat the sentence.”

Arkhan only smiled when he heard Zalfa's confession. He pulled the woman's waist to stick to her, and then he landed a kiss on Zalfa's tummy covered in cloth. He felt like he was in a long wait right now. The fetus in the womb of Zalfa is the reason.

“Alright, now I hear you. Tell me what you want to talk about!” arkhan.

“I want to give thanks, I want to invite Mas Ismail and his Wife. What say?”

“Ooh... It's up to you only.”

“Kok, whatever? You agree what 'not?”

“Your decision has been my decision as well. Do it if you think it's good.”

Zalfa smiled happily. “I will also invite Arumi, yes?”

“Whatever!” Arkhan stood up.

“How to do it in a week. As if I would cook well for them.”

Arkhan nodded. “Just have the new helper do everything. Or maybe you better order food from a restaurant.”

“Good idea. Thanks.” Zalfa fluttered towards Arkhan and then extended his arm around Arkhan's neck. A little on her tiptoes, she kissed her husband's cheek.

Arkhan smiled and returned the kiss by kissing Zalfa's cheek. “Sama-sama, dear!” his whispers made Zalfa's cheeks glow red. The call of love is still thrilling Zalfa.

“I go first, there is a job,” said Arkhan and was embraced by Zalfa. “Do not eat carelessly! Research in advance the food you eat, because now there is a baby in your womb.” Arkhan stroked the surface of Zalfa's abdomen briefly.

Arkhan breezed out through the open door and he passed Emy at the door. Arkhan's gaze was fixed on the milk in the glass that was carried using a tray by Emy.

“This is for Miss Zalfa!” emy said politely.

Arkhan did not respond, he waltzed away while wearing a jacket.

Emy stepped into the room. Zalfa's smile greeted his arrival.

“Eh Emy, you brought milk for me?” Zalfa stared at the glass filled with white milk.

“Iya, Miss! Mrs Maria said, currently Non Zalfa is pregnant, it would be better if Miss ate nutritious food and equipped with milk so that the fetus in the womb remains healthy,” replied Emy politely.

“You are very attentive. Thanks for the milk to the room. You should not have to drive to the room, I can go down, kok.”

“Alright, next time I put the milk below only. This is a special milk for pregnant women, miss. Please drink!” Emy thrusts a tray towards Zalfa.

Zalfa took out a glass and gulped down its contents. Zalfa does not like the taste because it is a little fishy and smells bad. Maybe the effect of pregnancy so that the sense of smell is disturbed. Zalfa currently only likes the smell of soap, the rest he does not like.

Zalfa put the glass back on the tray.

“Does Miss need anything? I will do it for Miss,” Emy said.

“Neg. There's nothing I need. I will call you if I need anything,” replied Zalfa.

“Good. I excuse.” Emy turned her body.

But there was a collision when Emy did a round of his body. Elijah who ran into the room, was forced to collide with Emy.

Glass on a broken tray on the floor.

Elijah turned his head and looked at Emy in annoyance. “Be careful dong if you walk. Look at your eyes!”

Emy lowered. “Sorry, let me finish.”

“Elia, you hit me even you are angry, anyway?” reprimand Zalfa head bobbles.

“He who muterin body not look around,” ketus Elijah increasingly upset.

“I take the mop first.” Emy passed away.

SERIATE

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