MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 151 STARTS FROM ZERO

I looked at the Arka. He approached me and hugged my shoulder.

Some neighbors were watching, approaching.

"What's this, Ms Aryani?" ask one of the neighbors.

"He was trying to steal in our house, sir. Then my wife found out and she was gonna kill. Good thing my wife can beat him," replied Mas Arka defending me.

I stared at the Arka. He nodded his head, signalling for me to agree.

"Is that so, Ms Aryani?" ask neighbor.

"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry, I was forced to disable it" I replied.

"Yes, Sir. If not, I don't know. He's very dangerous" said Arka.

"This is not a friend of Aryani's sister?" ask a mother. Looks like she recognized Mila's face that came to my house often.

My heart is beating fast. Although all I did was defend myself, I was still afraid that until Mila died.

The deal could be long if Mila dies. I'll be the prime suspect.

"Yes, Mom. He was taking a good visit. But it turned out to be stealing Aryani's bag instead" replied the Arka mas who returned to defend me.

"Then, just secure it. Bring it to the house of RT sir first," said another neighbor.

Then the mothers who I had forgotten her name, approached Mila. He shook Mila's body.

Lucky Mila squirms. Apparently he just fainted. Then open his eyes.

The mother was helped by a man, helping Mila to wake up. Although Arka's mas has said that Mila will steal, they are still being nice. Maybe because Mila is a girl.

"Bring it to RT sir's house!" said the men whose house was not far from my house.

"No! I don't want to!" Mila immediately broke away from the hold of the mothers earlier.

"Let him go, ma'am," said Mas Arka.

"Lho, he said he was a thief?" ask mom earlier.

"Leave it, Mom. Mending let him go. He will not dare to come here again" replied Mas Arka.

Mila growled with annoyance because she was called a thief.

"Take care of your words, Arka!" exclaim Mila. Although he had just regained consciousness, but his voice was still tight.

"Go, Mil. Rather than you being judged by the masses," throw out Arka.

"You're outrageous!" exclaim Mila.

Three of my neighbors looked at each other. Then disband. Maybe they know that we lied about Mila stealing from my house.

"Rush! I won't stop until I have you! And you, Aryani! I'll make another calculation with you!" threaten Mila who is still not kapok.

"Is it still not hard for me to beat you up?" ask me while shaking my waist.

Mila looked at me, then spat.

Weepy!

I come closer to him. Mila who might still be sick in some parts of her body, retreated.

I was intentionally getting closer. And finally Mila chose to run away.

I just let it go. Lazy to pursue him. I was also afraid that I would get more emotional and hurt Mila again.

I don't want to deal with him anymore. Especially if you have to deal with the law. Because it is not impossible if I go back to beat him, the people will intervene and take us to the police station.

After Mila was not seen again, Arka led me into the house. And we sat in the living room. Arka was sitting next to me.

"arc. I'm sorry, huh?" said mas Arka. Then he grabbed my hand.

I hugged the Arka tightly.

"Yes, Mas. I've forgiven you. I should have apologized to you. I've done too much wrong to you, Mom."

I can't hold back my tears. My tears broke in Arka's arms.

The husband I betrayed. I felt so guilty about him. I felt so dirty in his arms. Then I let go of my embrace. I'll be away soon.

"Why?" ask me Arka.

"I'm dirty, Mom. As a wife I'm no longer holy." I bow my head.

Mas Arka lifted my chin.

"No, Ar. To me, you are still like you used to be. I can understand everything. Circumstances that force you to do it."

I looked at the face of Arka. Is it true what he said?

Mas Arka nodded his head, then kissed my forehead.

"We started again everything from the beginning, Ar. Forget all the problems that ever existed. You can't be my wife like you used to be?" said mas Arka.

I'm nodding. My tears are getting bigger.

"We fought together, yes. Let us build a harmonious household again as before. I'm gonna start looking for a job. Let's take care of our kids again. I want us to get together, Ar." Mas Arka grabbed me and hugged me tightly.

"You're serious, Mum?" my many. Not that I don't believe Arka's words. But I just want to make sure again.

"Seriously, Ar. I still love you and our son. When can we get it?" ask me Arka.

"Later, Mas. If we have any more income. Pity our children if they have to live with lack. Sarah and Roni are very trustworthy in taking care of her. We put it away for a while, yes," I said.

Mas Arka nodded, then came back to kiss me on the forehead. And Arka tried to kiss my lips.

But suddenly my hole sounded. I let go. And take my hape in the bag that's on the table.

Call from Sarah. Mas Arka who saw it, nodded his head.

"What's? Alhamdulillah, Sar. Roni knows?" my many.

Sarah is pregnant. He's still in Jogja with my son. He said he'll be back tomorrow morning.

"On your son, don't worry, Ar. I'll still take care of him if you'll let me, '" Sarah said.

"Yes, Sar. Thank ye. Mas Arka will find a job first so we can take care of Aryaka. Pity you if it's soy sauce. Young pregnant should have a lot of rest" I said.

"If it's about Arka's job, I'll talk to Roni. He must be willing to help. Roni needs an assistant anyway. You know for yourself, how troublesome he is without Doni," said Sarah.

Sarah didn't know Arka was listening to our conversation. Fortunately, Arka could understand. He nodded with a smile.

"Yes, Sar. Thank ye. I wait, yes, your return. I miss Aryaka" I said.

"Aren't you the same as me?" ask Sarah, laughing.

"No! Roni is jealous!" I answered while laughing too.

Then after a little joking around, Sarah ended her call because I heard Aryaka crying. Looks like he fell.

I am getting more and more lost to my son. He is actively walking. Even likes to run. Sarah used to send me videos.

"We'll get Aryaka right away. I feel sorry for Sarah, Ar. He must be a hassle. Moreover, Bik Yati has not come with him anymore," said mas Arka.

"Where did Yati go, Mas?"

"He I told you to go home when I. Kidnapped my own son." Mas Arka bowed his head. He looks so embarrassed.

"It's okay, Mom. I can, uh, take care of him myself." I held Arka's hand.

"Yes, Ar. We're starting again from zero, huh?"