Deka: Anjani's plane has left 1 hour ago, if Anjani hasn't arrived please pick up at the airport
Deka: I am afraid he is lost
Arsya, who had just finished cleaning the boarding house, immediately fell silent. Digging deeper into the meaning of the message his brother-in-law sent half an hour ago.
Quickly pressing the telephone-shaped icon on their roomchat. There is no answer yet, Deka ignores the call.
Arsya: Where did Anjani go, Ka?
Five minutes passed, the message Arsya sent had not yet been read by Deka. Arsya took turns contacting Anjani and Deka, but the result was the same, they compactly ignored his calls.
"Hello, what's wrong with my handsome son?"
Arsya breathed a little relieved to hear his mother's voice across there, "Hello Ma, where are you?"
"Your father's heart," replied Sintia, accompanied by a small laugh.
Arsya held back for a moment, gosh if it wasn't her own Mama, Arsya might have insulted her It's not what, Arsya is currently panicking half to death, instead he is invited to joke.
"Ma ... Arsya is serious," answered Arsya sounding annoyed.
"Mama on the road, honey, what's wrong?"
"Do you know where Anjani is going?" asked Arsya quickly.
Sintia was silent for a moment, cleared her throat and then opened her voice, "No. I don't know, what's wrong with Anjani?" Sintia replied a little stuttered.
Arsya exhaled heavily and then brushed his hair back in frustration, "Deka sent a message to me, he said Anjani had already left on a plane--"
"WHAT !!! Seriously Deka send a message to you like that ??" Cut Sintia in panic.
The problem is, Sintia has teamed up with Anjani to give her handsome son a surprise with Anjani's secretly coming to Jogjakarta. But why did Deka even leak it?
"Yes Ma, but I just read, I was washing it earlier,"
"Very diligent hot daddy candidate," replied Sintia in a joking tone.
Arsya frowned in confusion, "Hot Daddy?"
"Yes, the term young father is still hot."
Arsya shook his head when he heard the silly narrative of his mother, "Arsya is a rival with Papah, Mah," said Arsay, starting to be infected with the mother's nickel virus. Instantly Sintia succeeded in taking over Arsya's focus on the first topic.
"Have you already prepared a name for your child, Ar?"
"Alright, Ma." Said Arsya as he sat himself on the sofa.
"What? What's his name?"
"Secret."
Sintia rolled her eyes lazily at the answer of her son.
"Mama on the road where are you going?" asked Arsya to extend their chat. Remember that lately they rarely speak for a long duration because of their busy lives.
"Your brother's house, want to visit grandchildren,"
"With Dad?"
"Yes, definitely not at Leeminho! your wife attacked me later, "
Arsya giggled softly, remembering how fanatical Anjani idolized the Korean drama star.
"Aren't you jealous that Anjani's love is divided into two by Leeminho?" Mama asked in a rather serious tone.
Arsya chuckled, "Mama, the question is nonsense,"
"Your papa just likes to get angry when Mama is stalking Mr. Sandiaga uno," said Sintia, glancing at Setya, who was focused on driving a car, now turned and gave a forced smile.
"If the stalking is not a problem just once, this is like a compulsory worship every day," Setya commented.
"How could it be, not every day too." Sintia replied, not receiving it.
"Every day Ma, every time you open the cellphone, the one Mr. Sandi sees, is so used to stalking that he doesn't realize it."
Hearing a small commotion there Arsya smiled, it seems Arsya has not heard parents argue like this for a long time.
"Halloooo, hiiii I'm still here !!!," said Arsya, breaking a small commotion across there.
"Even though your Papah also likes stalking Iis Dahlia," Sintia said sarcastically. This time, Sintia was jealous of her husband's idol female artist.
"Oh, my God!" Arsya let out a frustrated sigh.
"Ma, I'm driving, I'll just wait until we wrestle right away," joked the father, who Arsya heard vaguely.
The next second their laughter broke out. As usual, my mother and father’s laughter sounded very happy, like people living carefree.
Arsya shook his head with his mouth still laughing happily. Papa and Mama never argued, as long and as the debate was wide, the conclusion was laughter. Sometimes they get confused, even argue or joke.
“Lately, we seem to be excited,” Sintia said to Setya with laughter that still dominates.
Only Sintia thought the husband and wife debate was boring.
“Come on honeymoon, to the Maldives,”
“No way! I’m not on my honeymoon yet – usually you want another honeymoon,” said Arsya, not accepting it.
“It hurts!” Mama said, I don’t want to know.
Arsya snorted, stomped his feet in annoyance. Sometimes her mom is really annoying.
“When can I take a sabbatical? Want to buy honeymoon tickets later, where are you going for your honeymoon? “ asked Setya.
“No way this year, Pah, Anjani is pregnant”
“Evidently, without a honeymoon, they will immediately become seeds if they are with you!” said Sintia which made Arsya annoyed with his fists.
“I’ve been closed for a long time. Want to eat, hungry,”
Tut.
There is no other human on the other side who hasn’t answered. Arsya has hung up the phone first. Arsya is like that, if you are upset, you will immediately turn into an impudent child.
Throwing the original cellphone, got up and walked towards the kitchen area. Opening the desserts on the small dining table, you can see the meat soup given by Tuti, which has not been touched at all. Arsya rushed to take the rice and then filled his stomach.
His current condition is still the same, his head still feels dizzy, his body is still limp. However Arsya forced his body to be strong, especially after seeing the PR which had been neglected for a long time. As the laundry grew mounting, the floor began to scuff and change the slightly soiled bed linen.
After eating Arsya sat back on the living room sofa, checked his cellphone and then snorted in annoyance. There were no replies to messages from Deka or Anjani.
Knock
Arsya turned towards the door, got up and opened the knocked door.
Holding his breath, his eyes stared intently at Anjani who was standing in front of the boarding door, smiling sweetly.
Instead of welcoming, Arsya closed the door again. Adjusting his irregular breathing, slapping his face means waking him up from this dream. However, it turns out that the pain you feel is not a dream.
“Crazy! I miss her so much! That I are hallucinating like this!” said Arsya grabbing his hair in frustration.
Knock knock
Another knock on the door.
“Arsya, I am Anjani!” shouted Anjani from behind the door.
Arsya became more and more glaring, “Can hallucinations use sound?” Arsya was joking stupidly.
Without doing anything stupid again, Arsya opened the door again while gently rubbing Anjani’s cheek to make sure.
Anjani who saw Arsya’s strange attitude rolled her eyes lazily, only a few months later her husband was like a half-sane person like that.
“You really are drama! It’s me really your wife!” said Anjani annoyed.
Arsya sighed in relief then smiled broadly, bringing Anjani immediately into his arms.
“What was my dream last night until Kiko Mizuhara arrived today, “said Arsya chuckled softly.
Anjani patted Arsya’s back slowly, pulled away and then busy looking to the right and left.
Arsya frowned, seeing Anjani who was looking for something, “Looking for what, dear?” Arsya asked him to take part in the stalk
“Where’s the girl?” asked Anjani.
“Girl who?” Arsya asked, did not know who the girl was his wife.
“Who is it, just saw us,” said Anjani, annoyed seeing Nisya who was standing in front of the house, staring at Anjani with displeasure.
Arsya followed Anjani’s point of view, “Oh, that’s Nisya—“
“Do you have massage oil?” Asked Anjani cutting Arsya’s words.
Arsya shook his head, “The presence of body lotion ---“ said Arsya while giving a bottle of body lotion which was immediately taken by Anjani’s tiny hands.
“Make Nisya’s mouth glow!” jerked Anjani then walked with wide steps towards Nisya. But only half way through Arsya immediately detained her.
“Jeez dear, remember your belly!” Arsya said immediately carrying Anjani forcibly, brought his wife into his boarding house before the bloodshed.
Nisya who saw that lowered her head, felt an extreme pain in her heart.
It’s wrong to put your heart in a man who already belongs to another woman.
Anjani looked at Arsya investigating. Noticing her husband's panicked movements for some reason. In and out of the room it is not clear what is doing."WHAT'S WITH YOU, ARSYA ?!" shouted Anjani irritated. Just arrived instead of being given a drink, Anjani was instead told to watch Arsya's strange behavior.Arsya who was just about to go back into the room stopped, looked at Anjani awkwardly, then let out a stupid grin."That .. Hm .. What did I do from there?" Arsya said, making Anjani hold her lips so she wouldn't go too far to curse at her husband.Anjani got up from her seat, walked over to Arsya and put her palm on the man's forehead."Oh, it's hot," said Anjani then brought Arsya into the room."Sleep, you still have a fever," ordered Anjani. Arsya immediately lay down on the bed following his wife's orders.Anjani stepped out of the room to the kitchen. Brewing Arsya a glass of warm tea. Because whatever the pain, hot tea is th
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