I'M A STATUE FOR YOU
FIRST NIGHT

ARYA POV.

"Brother Arya Wiguna bin Khoirun Nizam I marry and marry you to my son Alyndia Tantrias with his dowry costing Rp500,000,000,100 grams of gold and a set of prayer tools, cash." Abah Fajar.

"I accept her marriage and the marriage of Alyndia Tantrias Binti Muhammad Fajaruddin with the dowry, Cash." Aryan.

The witnesses compactly pronounce the word "Sah" and simultaneously recite the prayer.

Alyn kissed my hand and I kissed her forehead. I am so glad that I finally became a husband. Alyn's forehead is very fragrant and addictive. Can't wait for tonight. Being around like this with Alyn makes me nervous. My mind doesn't stop imagining.

The event was held at the family residence of the father of Muhammad Fajaruddin. So many guests present. From Alyn's family, Alyn's relatives and friends. And from my family and my relatives as well as my school and office friends. Even though they are far from Jakarta, they are all still present.

I was so amazed to see my wife's beauty. Let me just say that if I polished my little girl this would be so pretty.

"Later last night Bro. Don't you saggy." My best friend whispered the words that made me cold. Good thing Alyn didn't hear me if she could be ashamed of me.

Something that surprised me happened. Our eyes meet each other. He was at my wedding. His eyes are red and puffy. Make sure she cries all the time. Makes me very nervous. What's he gonna do here. I'm afraid he's doing a mess here.

He took to the stage shook my hand then shook Alyn's hand. After that he left us on stage. Leaving me still dumbfounded with a letter in my hand.

I may open the little paper soon. It's "Don't be far from your HP."

"What does this mean?"

I called my personal assistant and asked for my HP which he brought. I don't know what my ex-boyfriend's plan is.

Time keeps rolling. I don't think about my ex-boyfriend. All I have in my brain is what it's like to have bridal night. I was very curious about the name. I'm old enough. All my life I've held him. Later that night it's time to do "that" with my halal wife.

The longer my heart is the more it dig dug... Think of the peak night for newlyweds. Time is going so slow for me. I wanted to drive away the guests and invited relatives and drag Alyn into the room. But what I saw was guests never going to subside. In that case I've been so tired all day just standing and sitting on stage.

At 21:00 the guests began to quiet down. Only a few relatives. Alyn started to get off the stage.

Now I'm at Alyn's door. I'm so nervous. I glanced from the outside, what my bride was doing inside and what would happen if I entered her room. Aging inside the bridal room with my little girl made my mind go crazy.

What all the guys who were going to do the first night were as nervous as me.

Huuuufffhhh I started to open the door with my trembling hands.

After the door opened I entered the newlyweds' room. The girl was in the middle of the bed that was sprinkled with roses. He leaned on the headboard of the bed. He hugged his own knee. I think he's just as tense as me.

What we're going to do after this while we don't know each other. It was just our childhood that we used to play together but I don't think he remembers me because he was too small.

I looked around our room and decorated flowers on the wall.

I locked the door so no one would interrupt our first night.

I could see Alyn's small movements intensifying her embrace, as I watched her lock the door. His feet also began to shrink. His hands are getting clenched. Make sure he is nervous and scared.

I was confused where to start. We never talked to each other. Cook yes I immediately invited him so.

I opened my suit. I opened my shirt and left only a thin white shirt that was still attached to my body. I smiled to see him shriveling and looking down.

Even though I myself am very nervous and ashamed.

I don't want to do the first night right now. Doing my job as a husband. Big reward, big reward. As I started unzipping my pants, a video call came in from Saints. Immediately I closed my resume.

Sacred makes me dejavu. I feel like my trauma will take control of my brain again.

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