Karma Durhaka's Wife
50. Must be mine
The princess, who is currently walking behind her husband, headed towards the taxi car used to make money. A little while ago, he asked the nurse about his son's problem and was allowed to go home because the fever had gone down.
As currently seen, the husband was carrying his son while out of the clinic. While he is now walking with a lot of burden of mind that is currently felt because Arya did not lift the call from him and also did not send any message.
Now, the Princess has walked towards the taxi that has been opened by Revelation and she immediately stepped in and and sat behind because she wanted to while laying down her son's body.
So Good lowered his son's body in the lap of the wife, he immediately closed the door and walked forward to immediately drive the car away from the clinic and back to the contract.
He occasionally glanced back, where the wife was unwilling to talk to him after getting angry in the treatment room.
Not yet had he discussed about the thing that caused the misunderstanding, his son from earlier whined at him and he was busy calming the 3-year-old boy.
Even he saw this time the wife looks busy calming her son who whines and spoils. In his heart, he was really very surprised by the temperament of the wife who was busy gently rubbing her son's hair.
'What really happened to my wife? Why is he angry today? Is it because my son is sick, making him so much of a mind to stress?'
Various kinds of questions now adorn the thoughts of Bagus and his intention is to apologize later when he arrived at the rented house.
Although actually he was eager to ask about the reason of the Princess who did not come home last night. Whether or not he slept at his friend's house. Or all night waiting for his sick son at the clinic.
When the atmosphere full of silence felt in the car, Bagus realized something was missed by him and made him frown.
"Darling, did you buy a new shirt? I just realized I never saw that dress. When did you buy it?"
All the things done by the Princess seemed very strange and made Bagus a little suspicious and wanted to make sure something.
"What shopping money did I give you, you used to buy that dress, honey?"
Just now Bagus was silent, he again got wrath from the wife who he thought had excessive emotions just because of trivial problems. Actually the intention is to give additional spending money if the Princess spends money to buy a dress.
However, the wife's ketusnya attitude makes her feel guilty for always igniting the Princess' anger.
The princess who had initially just calmed down a little after seeing her whining son back to sleep, but was suddenly bad once she got a question that ignited the flames of her anger.
"Can't you just let me calm down for a second? Even I just tried to calm myself after the Son fell asleep. Just because I bought just one outfit, are you going to have a problem with it?"
"You know, right if I'm not the type of woman who likes shopping and spending money? Just buying one dress has asked you a lot of questions. If you mind me using your money to buy clothes, I'd better work because I'm tired of living like this for nine years."
'May she file me and choose to divorce me immediately. I feel like I want to be free to do anything right now because I'm so fed up with this very useless guy.'
'I can't stand him anymore. That guy is really sickening. I feel I've been lazy to look at it and tired of responding to suspicious questions.'
Satisfied with the murmur in the heart, the Princess who did not want to look at the front, now more spoil the eyes to see the passing vehicle.
The number of cars that filled the road, making him remember when he was in a car with Arya. At the same time, the car that took him away, passing the hotel that last night became a place to make love and be with Arya passionate.
'This hotel ... why through this hotel everything? So it reminded me again of Arya who seemed to be angry with me. What is he angry about? I called, and I didn't pick up at all. Where are you, Arya? Don't you want to see me?'
The Princess' daydream is now instantly caved in upon hearing the baritone voice of the man who is currently pulling over the car and tilting his body to face her and staring intently.
"What should I do not make you angry at me, dear? I only asked one question and you answered with all kinds of answers that were not stupid and bouncing around."
"What actually happened to you, to turn out like this? Just getting out of the house a day has made you turn out like this. What if you were to leave home every day and what was it? Wanna work? If you work, who takes care of our son?"
Very eagerly the Princess replied, but this time she was really very lazy to respond as she was currently thinking of her son who had fallen asleep after being painstakingly calmed by him.
'If I answer, I will scream and wake my son. Must be crying and fussing again later. I'm hard-pressed for being busy calming my fussy son. While he is just that for reasons tired of coming home from work.'
Meanwhile, seeing the wife did not respond at all to all the questions, of course making Good now throw his hands on the wheel to vent anger.
"What happened to you, Princess?" sarcas Bagus who this time held back with all his might the rushing breath that represented his current feelings.
In fact, he was seen shuffling his frustrated hair out of anger and chose to turn the car engine back on while still not getting an answer from the figure of a woman who had been loved so much.
Regardless of anything else, Bagus chose to focus on staring at the streets of the capital filled with traffic, both two and four wheels.
On the other hand, the Princess who this time did not turn her eyes to stare at the passing vehicle, did not bother at all over the wrath of the husband because the only thing she thought about was Arya
'I'll have to call Arya again. He has to answer my question. Why did his attitude change when he drove me to the hospital. I need to know why his attitude changed. I don't want to lose Arya and will do anything as long as it's mine.'
To be continued...