After Marriage
CHAPTER 9 - Favorite Song

Morning, dawn to be exact.

Aslan was standing at Kiran's door.

Last night, before going to bed Tika told her husband about Alfath's intention to marry Kiran in series, even unmitigated, Alfath planned to take Kiran away tomorrow.

Fahmi's anger could not be held back, until Tika prostrated then Fahmi's steps stopped. The move that wanted to meet the younger brother to berate Kiran was conscious, knowing that she was wrong.

Fortunately Tika managed to persuade, asking Fahmi to pretend not to know everything, but now Kiran has agreed to marry Aslan.

At 12 pm, Fahmi finally sent a message to the prospective sister-in-law, saying that tomorrow morning Kiran will leave.

And this is where Aslan now stands, after a few seconds ago he pressed the Fahmi house bell.

Chequek!

The door opened, Fahmi, Tika and Kiran came out together. Even in Kiran's hand was a suitcase she had dragged.

"The address I have sent, my friend is also waiting for your arrival. Cepet is gone." said Fahmi, the look on his face hinted at pent-up anger.

"Okay Mas, we say goodbye first." replied Aslan politely, he even immediately took over Kiran's suitcase and took her to the trunk of the car.

Kiran did not care much less touched by Aslan's treatment, it was like that custom.

Kiran hugged Tika tightly, saying goodbye. Fahmi went in, not caring.

"Be patient, understand why Fahmi was angry" said Tika, he stroked Kiran's arm to give calm.

And Kiran just nodded in response.

Before long, Kiran and Aslan were already in the car. Drove at medium speed towards the house of Riri, Fahmi's coworker who lives alone. Contracting the house and fortunately the house was not too far from Kiran's workplace.

Slender.

That one word now covers Aslan's car. If Aslan feels awkward, it is the case with Kiran who feels nothing.

His mind was empty, he just stared at the streets of Jakarta which was a little quiet. Maybe because it's 5 in the morning. No one left for work, nor did any of the children go to school.

Secretly, Aslan slowed down the speed of his car. Choose a longer distance to get to Riri's house.

He glanced at Kiran, seeing that the woman was silent, not even realizing that the car was traveling on a further road.

"Ran," call Aslan to try to start a chat, now the car stops at the red light queue.

Kiran didn't come back, exactly didn't listen.

"Ran." called Aslan again in a louder voice, Kiran sucked, then turned her head quickly.

"What's wrong?" tanyanya flat.

Aslan was suddenly confused when asked like that, suddenly his head blank wanted to answer what.

Long time ago, Kiran looked into Aslan's eyes. Eyes that did not scare him the least.

"If nothing matters, don't bother me" Kiran said coldly and turned her gaze back, staring at the street from behind a window.

Hearing that, Aslan sighed softly. Until now, it turned out that Kiran was still the same. Grindy and Cold.

"Tomorrow we will take care of the wedding papers, I will pick you up at 8 am," said Aslan, the car drove back slowly, because the lights had turned green.

Realize that since Aslan did not call him by the name of Mbak, Kiran even screeched. Decih is similar to the decihan of his older brother, Fahmi.

"Lan, don't try too hard. We get married, just marry, don't try to get closer to me." replied Kiran as she is, this is what she wanted to say to Aslan.

Not responding immediately, Aslan shook his head slowly. Not agreeing with the wife's words.

"I think because he is an adult, your thinking will also be more mature, it turns out my mind is wrong" said Aslan, his car stopped again at the same red light. Deliberately buying time so as not to pass the red light.

"What do you mean?" asked Kiran who was starting to be offended, not expecting that Aslan now dared to answer his words.

"Your mind is too narrow," replied Aslan sarcasm, he even looked at Kiran no less sharply.

The one Aslan had known about Kiran for a lifetime, this woman could not be spoken to properly.

"Take care of your mouth." Kiran said quickly.

The two looked at each other with a stare.

"Before asking me to guard my mouth, you better take care of your mouth first," Aslan replied in a heavy voice.

Suddenly Kiran is intimidated, like seeing Fahmi inside Aslan's body.

As fast as lightning, Kiran cut off that eye gaze. I chose to look at the streets.

"We still have plenty of time to get to know each other before the wedding day_"

"I already know you." Cut Kiran fast.

"Don't cut it when I talk."

"Then speak the important thing, don't make any vague pleasantries."

Again, Aslan let out a slow breath.

"I just don't want to, you're forced to accept this marriage." Aslan tried to explain his point.

"I had to, so what do you want?"

Again, Aslan let out a heavy sigh.

"Is anger your hobby?" ask Aslan who wants to change the flow of the conversation. The car drove back very slowly, strangely Kiran was unaware of it.

Unaware that Aslan was stalling, giving them plenty of time to stay together.

Beware of Aslan's unimportant question. Kiran then reached into her bag. Take your phone and earphones at once.

Knowing if Kiran was going to stuff her ears with that small object, Aslan quickly moved snatch.

Put it in the pants pocket in a hurry.

"What are you doing! give me my earphones back!" kiran shouted annoyedly.

At first he did not care about this cute man, but this time his anger was provoked. Can no longer be indifferent, must curse until satisfied to the crown.

"Return!" pinta Kiran again with a raised voice.

"Shut up, don't keep getting angry. You don't know any manners anyway. Which can ignore the person who is beside you." explained Aslan undaunted, he replied in a quieter voice.

Wanting to know, how much Kiran could endure with her grumpy nature, she would follow along.

Instead of answering, Kiran closed her eyes for a moment. Finally his consciousness returned, in vain just spent the energy talking to Aslan.

They will never fit.

"As for you, do what you want, and I will too."

Half-hearted, Kiran then folded her hands in front of her chest. Lean on the chair and start closing your eyes.

Just sleep, he thought.

Slowly, for some reason the corner of Aslan's lips was drawn to form a smile. Seeing Kiran's silent face like that looked very peaceful.

It was as if this woman was the meek woman, not the grumpy one like earlier.

Despite being closed, Kiran could tell if Aslan was observing her face. He doesn't care, doesn't care.

Until slowly, his hearing caught a melodious sound, his favorite song.