Color of Life Aya
Episode 93

"Aaaaaa....

As soon as the sound of screaming from Aya, she immediately sat down from looking all over her body and Alhamdulillah clothes are still fully attached to her body including her hijab is still attached neatly on her head.

"Why are you shouting so early in the morning, make noise. Disturbing people who are sleeping.

Angga said exasperatedly, pulled back the blanket and closed his eyes.

"What I dream, ah can't this be like real. (said Aya)

Aya widened her gaze, looking at all corners of the room, then Aya turned back to the man beside her, the sleeping man.

"No, this is impossible...! why can I sleep next to a man who is not my mahram...! I must be crazy, or maybe this is just a dream.

Aya said like that while shaking her head, then Aya pinched her hand.

"Au.. sick, it turns out this is not a dream, so why can I sleep with her father Ara, I must have gone crazy.

Aya clutched her head, then shook her head.

Aya was silent for a moment, she was trying hard to have what was really happening, and why she could sleep with papa Ara in this room. And Aya also knew it was not her boarding room or Angga's room, because Aya had once entered Angga's room when she stayed there.

"Oh Allah.Why can I forget...

aya said while covering her mouth with both hands because she just remembered that she and Angga were legal to be husband and wife yesterday.

"Can I usually forget about that, Aya Aya why can you forget this...? and only a day later have you forgotten it.

Aya shook her head talking to herself in a slow voice and it would definitely not be heard by Angga.

"But as I recall, I slept alone with Aretha in this room last night, but just in the morning why can I sleep with her father like this...! Strange, why did it change this way...? Where is Aretha...? (the voice of Aya)

Aya again widened her gaze, to look for the whereabouts of Aretha in the room, after a while Aya searched with the look of her eyes but the whereabouts of Aretha has not been seen.

Gradually Aya lowered her legs, one by one her feet she came down slowly, so as not to cause movement and disrupt her sleep Angga.

"Oh yes, maybe Ara has been delivered Angga mas to Santi's bik room last night, so Ara is not here anymore. I'm sure it must be so...!

Aya said as her legs had already dropped both of them from the bed, still in a soft voice.

"But why mas Angga take Ara to Santi's bik room, he is used to sleeping next to his son, should not be a problem dong his son sleep here with us, he said, then why last night even he took his son to Santi's bik...? Fucking weird... (Aya's heart voice, while looking at Angga who is still asleep in his sleep)

"Don't...! what mas Angga expecting tonight is our bride's night. Ah.. it is impossible, we will marry only for the sake of happiness Ara so there is no way mas Angga expect it. (still Aya's conscience)

"Udah is Aya. don't think about what is not, and what is not possible. Staying focused....

Aya said to herself to convince herself and give understanding to herself.

Aya got up from her seat and walked to the bathroom, after checking the clock on her phone.

Aya hurriedly cleaned her body, then changed her clothes with the casual clothes she picked up before entering the bathroom. After that, Aya also wudhu.

"Oh my God.

Said Aya while holding her chest in shock at the appearance of Angga when she opened the bathroom door.

"I'm sorry...

The words of Angga and Angga went straight through Aya just like that and entered the bathroom with a flat facial expression without any guilt.

Aya stared at her confused, Aya's head seemed to spin following the footsteps of Angga who passed her just like that and entered the bathroom.

after saying that Aya also passed away from there, took his prayer equipment and directly used it and arranged it.

"Udah ready....?

Angga asked who was suddenly already behind Aya, appearing suddenly like a ghost.

Aya who was holding a prayer rug was immediately shocked, to the point that the prayer mat in her hand was released from her hand.

"Why even dumb...! are you ready yet...?

Angga asked again when he saw Aya who was silent like a statue was staring at him.

"Hi..why don't you listen to me...!

Said Angga while wagging his hands in front of Aya's face.

"Sorry, sorry...! i i ii yes it's almost ready.

Aya said stammeringly, and Aya quickly tidied back the prayer rug that was released by her hand earlier.

After everything was ready, Angga immediately took his position as well as Aya he also took his position.

They also prayed dawn this morning with faith.

Aya looked very moved when the two of them had finished their prayers and was currently praying which was led by Angga, Aya's tears immediately flooded her eyes and were about to fall down her smooth cheeks.

Not wanting Angga to know, Aya quickly wiped away the tears in her eyes, and quickly Aya tried to calm her heart so as not to get carried away.

After he finished praying Aya also welcomed Angga's hand and kissed him.

Aya tidied up their prayer equipment, arranged to the original place, after finishing Aya immediately approached Angga who was currently sitting on the sofa and looked busy with his cellphones.

Aya sat on a single sofa right in front of Angga, staring at Angga who was sitting relaxed and busy with her phone without turning her head in the least.

"Prepare to have breakfast with others in the hotel restaurant. (say Angga still without looking at Aya who sat in front of him)

"Alright mas.

Aya also stood up from her seat, then walked towards the wardrobe and took clothes for her change, then Aya went into the bathroom to replace it.

Angga looked to turn his head slightly as Aya stepped inside the bathroom. And now Angga is back to focus on his phone.

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