Aksara For Arsyilla
The New Bride Debate

After the wedding, Aksara will bring Arsyilla to live with her in her apartment.

Arsyilla, who had let go of her danger and had simply changed into a pair of trousers and a shirt, seemed to be observing her room. The room he had occupied for decades, he had to leave right now. However, this time Arsyilla simply packed the goods with one suitcase. Because he thought, he who still lives in one city will go back and forth to his parents' house.

“Papa, Mama .. Aksara please permission to bring Arsyilla to stay with Aksara and start a new life,” he said who asked permission to Papa Radit and Mama Khaira to bring the princess and start a new life together with him.

Papa Radit nodded, “Please, you can bring Arsyilla to live and live with you. We will not stop you because now that Arsyilla is your right, only as a parent, we certainly will not let Arsyilla just like that,” said Papa Radit by staring at the figure of the son-in-law who is also not fully known to him.

“Good Pa, Aksara will take care of the Wife as well as possible,” replied he who also looks very serious this time.

Aksara knew that he was now in full charge of his wife, and at once he wanted to show that no matter what happened he would take care of her.

Papa Radit, Mama Khaira, and Arshaka are seen gathering in front of the gate of their house. Release Arsyilla who will live together with her husband.

“Be careful, Darling ..” Khaira speaks while hugging her daughter.

“Be careful, Syilla,” says Papa Radit.

“Be careful, Brother,” said Arshaka who also hugged her brother.

Arsyilla nodded and shed her tears, “Syilla is still welcome in this house right Pa, Ma? Syilla can still visit Papa and Mama right?” asked Arsyilla with a sob. It was hard to get out of her parents' house.

Slowly Papa Radit and Mama Khaira nodded, “Sure, even though the daughter will be a guest in her own house after the wedding, but in our hearts, you are still our precious daughter. The daughter we love. Frequently look at Mama and Papamu,” said Khaira who again hugged her daughter.

“Aksa, Papa leave Papa's daughter to you, don't hurt her heart.” Papa Radit spoke again and looked at his daughter-in-law's face.

“Good, Pa.” The character answered with all his heart.

Afterwards the three waved their hands at Arsyilla, waiting until the white Mercedes passed from her sight. Mama Khaira was crying when she put her head on her husband's shoulder. Even if they are still in one city, they are no longer the same. Her daughter is already the wife of another man.

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Some time driving, now Aksara and Arsyilla have arrived at Aksara's apartment. Living on the 15th floor of an apartment, will certainly get a view of the beautiful Capital and full of flickering lights.

The man took out Arsyilla's suitcase and took her on an elevator that would take her to his unit on the 15th floor.

“You only brought one suitcase?” ask Aksara slowly.

“Iya,” says Arsyilla so quickly.

The character is still silent, trying not to be ignited by the emotion of his wife's voice that sounds ketus in his sense of hearing.

Once inside the unit, Aksara invites Arsyilla to enter.

“Come in, starting today .. this apartment will be our residence,” he said while putting a suitcase belonging to Arsyilla near the sofa, before putting it in the room.

“But, this will be a prison for me,” said Arsyilla in a soft word.

This luxury apartment in the center of the capital feels like it will actually be a prison for Arsyilla. One room that trapped him to stay together with Aksara.

Oh, don't forget one thing. Both of Arsyilla's eyeballs circulate looking for something that was not seen by him.

“Where is Thania?” ask Arsyilla at the end.

“Why are you asking Thania? She's definitely with her mom.” Aksara replied by looking at Arsyilla, confirming that Thania was with her Mother.

Arsyilla nodded, thinking that Thania might still have Mama and now the little girl lives with her Mama.

“Wait a minute, why do you consider this apartment a prison?” ask Aksara to Arsyilla.

“Yes, because this is not a place to live. This is prison,” said Arsyilla with ketus.

Aksara immediately rubbed his face, not expecting only a few hours to be husband and wife and now both of them have been involved in a debate.

“How can an apartment as luxurious as this, you consider it a prison?” ask Aksara again.

“What is the name if not prison? Because of that disastrous night, now I must be confined here, imprisoned here with you,” his snoring is upset.

Again Arsyilla mourned one night that made him lose consciousness until it ended in marriage with his own students.

“No, I won't lock you up here. I certainly gave my wife freedom. You can still make a career and pursue your ideals,” said Aksara who seemed not to accept if he locked Arsyilla here.

Unfortunately, Arsyilla still considers that living together with Aksara like he was confined in a prison with the name of this apartment. No knowledge, no love, what is his name if not prison?

“Why the hell, can you stain me? Why are you the same with me? Though we didn't know each other before, why did you take me to bed and stain me?” Emotionally, Arsyilla said all of her questions.

His heart was claustrophobic, so he asked for an answer from Aksara.

Aksara precisely clucked, “Cckk, tega? Tega how? Is it not a relationship because of a two-party agreement? Not knowing each other, does not mean we can not fight in bed, right?” answer Aksara.

Unfortunately, that answer made Arsyilla widen her eyes. What does it mean to fight in bed? What man was now before him at this moment.

“At least, that last night's mistake didn't happen. If, that doesn't happen, none of this will happen, ” said Arsyilla. Her tears also shed. Unable to withstand tightness in the chest.

But everything has happened. Her victory was useless, because now she has officially become the wife of Adhinata Pradana. A Lecturer who becomes the wife of his own student. This fact really made Arsyilla unable to survive, only tears that sat and flooded her face just like that.

Slowly Aksara approached and tried to embrace Arsyilla's shoulder. However, Arsyilla quickly brushed off her husband's hand.

“Don't touch me,” said Arsyilla by shaking off Aksara's hand.

His heavy sighing, the man shook his head, not expecting his wife to react in such a way.

“Is that the attitude of a wife to her husband?” ask Aksara slowly.

“Yes, after all, this marriage is only on the basis of our parents' agreement right? No love,” says Arsyilla again.

Her dream since childhood was to be able to marry the man she loved, but all that was lost. This marriage took place because of a parent's agreement that brought the two of them together under the pretext for accountability after one night's mistake.

“You can think of it that way, but not for me. Because I never considered this marriage a deal. There is a destiny of God who is trying to unite us both,” Aksara replied by looking at Arsyilla.

Avoiding the debate that might have been more violent, Aksara decided to go inside her room. Leaving Arsyilla who was still fiery emotions in the living room of his apartment.

The man ruffled his hair, how could his wife herself have thought so against him and against this marriage. Once, Aksara never considered his second marriage to be an agreement. This marriage happened because God had outlined this marriage for both of them.