A Five Step Match
4. Secret Marriage

Dinda walked quickly to her house, her hands shaking as she stuffed the key into the keyhole. What has happened today and the Yoga statement just now makes it wrong. It even made him a little dreamy and also almost fell because he stumbled on a rock.

"Oh my goodness, Yoga ...." Dinda leaned herself against the door she had closed back, her chest pounding fiercely as she stuck her palm there. Didn't expect that Yoga speech could make him limp.

Dinda shook her head quickly, brushing off the shadow of Yoga's face as she said that. "Akhs! What I thought, anyway! Not really this. Not really!" dinda said with annoyance. Tie the hair he took off roughly so that his long hair was smeared, a little tangled as he had not taken a shower this morning. Even going to the hospital last night was just wearing his night clothes. With a quick step he climbed up the stairs leading to his room.

The large padded bed became the place to lie, a little tight of kebaya that he was wearing. Kebaya buttons he opened one by one while staring at the white ceiling of the room.

"I'm married" said Dinda, muttering. The hand that has a ring she lifts, as if to prove the existence of the ring if her status has changed to the wife of a Yoga Praamuja, which means that ....

As soon as Dinda remembered something, she immediately pulled the hand and kept it on her chest, covering it with her other clothes. His eyes were perfectly rounded when recalling the figure of a man he admired in his campus. "Yes my. How is Gilang?" muttered Dinda again.

Gilang, a handsome older brother of his class, with a calm face and also a calm nature, looks very earthy and also not as flat as Yoga. His soothing smile often made Dinda melt and wanted to feel smothered by the man. The glare of her eyes, soft, made Dinda often imagine that Gilang would lead her to a happy future. Especially with their closeness since the last three months, makes Dinda eager to live a slightly boring day on campus.

"Aahhh! I forgot about Milang!" shout Dinda. His forehead was targeted by his palm, not caring about the pain he then felt there.

"Gosh, how's this?" Dinda wakes up and becomes confused herself. What should he say to the man is that he is now married to Yoga.

"Why did I forget about Brother Gilang. Geez, how will I meet him tomorrow?" muttered Dinda again. He felt guilty for betraying the man, even though there was no relationship between them at all, not yet.

Finally, because he was too tired to think and also very sleepy, Dinda fell asleep in her bed.

***

"Dina, Linda!"

Dinda opened her eyes, looking at a stranger there. However, this time he was surprised because Yoga woke up.

"Yoga, what are you doing in my room?" dinda asked in surprise and immediately sat down, reflexively covering her body with a blanket. He had not forgotten what had happened to him this morning.

"Eh, are you surprised too? I don't usually just have us in one room," said Yoga upset. Yes, indeed they are often in one room, both to learn and to confide in each other.

"Yes, how not to be surprised. All of a sudden, Elo is here. But my mom and dad aren't there either" said Dinda.

"Lo brain peres!"

"Gue came here because remember that you didn't eat this morning. I brought food for you. Cook earlier. Eat gih, later in the afternoon we go to the hospital again because," said Yoga. Dinda glanced at the food on her dressing table, the fragrance was very tempting and made her stomach thrash. At once the sound of his stomach sounded quite loud.

"Eh, yes. I'm hungry. Here, I want to eat" said Dinda. Yoga immediately picked up the tray that was there and thrust it to Dinda.

"Much very? You cook here?" dinda looked at the plate of her mother.

"Yes, lah. At home because there are only eggs for cooking, I just saw in the refrigerator here a lot of vegetable stock, so cook it." Yoga laughs shamefully. Dinda just shook her head.

"Basic!" Dinda then put the food in her mouth. "Eh, but I don't know how to cook in the kitchen, not the surprise of his voice," said Dinda with a mouth that bulged because of the food.

"Yes, not horrified. Your people sleep like dead people."

Dinda just grimaced. "sleepy. Delicious." He put it in his mouth again and again, until Dinda said, "Elo ate?" ask Dinda. Yoga shook his head.

"Not my appetite." Sayu Yoga gaze. Dinda stopped eating and looked at the young man who had become her husband a few hours ago. She knew Yoga must be thinking about her mother.

"Now, you should eat too. If you get sick, who will change to take care of Mama Puspa?" said Dinda thrusting a spoon in front of the mouth Yoga. "Three bribes."

Yoga finally opened his mouth, receiving the food from Dinda. "Although not good to eat, elo tuh should still no nutritional intake. I know, really. Elo strong men, just three days do not eat is also not a problem, but for now elo do not be so. I'm ...." Dinda was silent for a moment. "Gue ... as a wife will be how yes, if later elo sick I will also be bothered," said Dinda.

Yoga who was already happy to hear Dinda's worries turned her face flat, feeling disappointed. "Ish, elo. I guess elo will be worried, it turns out elo do not want complicated." Yoga looked at Dinda with a glance at her eyes. Dinda just chuckled softly.

"Yes, you rarely get sick, once you get really fussy. Like a baby who always wants to be held!" dinda was upset.

They ate one plate together, all of which they were used to as well as from childhood. There is no awkwardness anymore from the two, sharing food in one place.

"Din, how do you think in the future?" tanya Yoga made Dinda take her eyes off the plate. He just shook his head.

"Can we keep this marriage a secret from the others?" ask Dinda.