Algebra Bride
Getting Pissed Not Playing

No one knew that when Aiza walked into the bathroom, two men carrying Akhmar's body entered the guest room as instructed by Meta.  The only purpose of Meta giving sleeping pills to the juice Akhmar drank was so that Akhmar overslept and Aisha could not sit alone with Akhmar.  Who would have thought if it happened like this? 

Even so sleepy, Aiza did not realize that there was already Akhmar lying on the bed first.  Aiza's gaze did not focus on the mattress when it came out of the bathroom.  His heavy and half-covered eyes were fixed to the floor along the way to the mattress, then immediately collapsed on the mattress.  This is what causes misunderstandings to occur.

“Trus trus?  How's aldan?” ask Nayla kepo abis.

“Including Aldan also witnessed all that. Be everyone assume that me and Akhmar do things that are despicable.”  Aiza was so lazy to tell that.

“Congratulations!  Finally you marry also the same adoration lo's heart!”  Nayla returned to Aiza with excitement.

“Uhuk!  Nay, freelance!  Could die me.  You see what my intention is to kill me anyway?  This neck is still being made.”

“Sory sory..” Nayla takes off hugs.  “Turned seneng, so gini.  Uh, but if Akhmar becomes a widower, at least I'm ready to replace elo.”

“Big lo!”  Aiza shook Nayla's head and was greeted with a grim laugh by her best friend.

“This is when I felt two flavors that were inversely proportional simultaneously.  Yes, I feel happy and sad at the same time.  I am happy to be married to Akhmar, but this marriage happened on top of everyone's prejudice, there is also another heart that is hurt by this marriage, how can I be happy?”  Aiza propped up her own chin.

“Propay yes, Za.  The exam is heavy.  But the selected lo undergoes all of this, meaning you are the human of choice.”  Nayla stroked Aiza's arm and grabbed her.  He glanced at the flower petals scattered on the bed.  “Eh, by the way, the flower petals are not scattered, right?  haven't you and Akhmar already passed the first night?”

Aiza turned back.  “Yeah Nayla, from earlier your mind was really serem ya?  Neres mulu.”

“Gue is not arbitrary.  You guys are that, right?  There is a red stain on the mattress!”  Nayla pointed at the red stain on the part of the mattress that was not covered in flower petals.

Nayla pats the jidat.  Cyrain.  

***

“So... Now how do you want?  Where is your household going?” ask Ishmael who is sitting facing the flower.

That night Aiza and her parents were gathered in the living room.  They are like a group of employees holding a meeting.

This is the first day Aiza holds the status of Akhmar Adhyasta's wife after yesterday's marriage.  The house is neat, the trash has been transported.  Everything's back to normal.

“Akhmar until now did not appear.  Where's she?  Men are not responsible!” exclaim Ismail.

“What did you call Papa Adam?  Maybe papa Adam knows where Akhmar is,” said Aiza who did not want to blame Akhmar even though her little heart was very anxious to get angry over her husband's attitude. Go without saying goodbye.

“Adam has called abah and apologized for this incident.  Adam also did not know where Akhmar was,” chirped Ismail with a flushed face extinguished.

Aiza was annoyed, but inwardly kept on preaching, trying to calm her heart.  He kept twirling the spoon he had just taken from his place.  This is how Aiza calms down.  Istighfar muter-muterin spoon.  It was evident that his heart was relieved every time he stared at the spoon in his hand it spun perfectly.

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