Let'S Get Married
Chapter 15

Naura spends time at the boutique and doesn't even want to get out of her seat of pride, an achievement shared with her best friend, Lita. All efforts starting from zero and little by little developing, falling and falling businesses are often a frightening specter for a beginner at that time, only by capitalizing recklessly able to make the boutique business stand up until now. 

A woman peeked behind the door, making Naura surprised when she accidentally caught the figure. 

"Oh my God, you're surprising me." Annoyed Naura while stroking her chest. 

The woman smiled innocently feeling innocent. "You're too serious to blame me for peering behind the door." Lita entered the room with a small bag that is usually carried by her, sitting in front of the friend who returned to design focus. "Ck, before continuing the work try to look at the clock on the wall, what use is it on display there." 

Naura sighed and stopped her work for a while. "Can you shut up? You just ruined my inspiration." 

"It's so rare as a killer teacher. I just wanted to remind you it's time to go home, aren't you going home?" 

"Do I have a home?" 

"No need for drama, did you forget that you were Lady Arya Atmajaya." 

"Ck, even hearing her name just made my mood break." At once Naura put down her work attributes, watching Lita speak. 

"If I were you, I'd use that title to enrich myself."

"Don't force me, I don't want to go back there. It's boring to meet them."

"Are you sure you're staying here?" 

"Yes, of course." 

"You look around you, there's no bed but that couch." 

"That's more than enough for me than having to go back to the Atmajaya Mansion." 

"As far as you go, bye!" press Lita who passed away leaving the place, already irritated when giving advice even in ignored by her best friend. 

Naura shook her head and smiled at the behavior of the friend, looking at the back that had disappeared behind the door. Instantly, he was surprised to see the appearance again, who else if not Lita who was less work. 

"Are you sure?" ask Lita again to convince herself. 

"I'm so sure." 

"Are you not afraid to be alone here? All I hear is this building is pretty creepy let alone occupying it before ever hang themselves." 

"I don't believe in ghosts, don't try to scare me. If you want to go home, go!" drive away the irritated Naura. 

"Huu.basic stubborn, bye." 

The day was getting night, the atmosphere of silence was also silent, only the sound of putting a clockwork attached to the wall without caring anything else. Drowsiness that began to attack, occasionally he yawned and eyes that could not stem the desire to rest. 

Naura looked at the clock on the wall, she was a little surprised as the clockwork pointed at eleven o'clock at night. "I'd better get some sleep" his monologue yawned, tidied up the desk and walked to the sofa that would be his solace when it took time to be alone.

Someone put the phone back in the ear, the phone connection that is not connected makes him panic also restless. "Jeez... It's eleven o'clock in the night and she hasn't come home yet?" muttered the man almost threw a flat object that was in his grasp, a sense of annoyance mixed with anxiety into one making his feelings uncharacteristic. 

Yes, that man is Arya. For more than an hour he tried to contact, no connection connected or reply to short messages that have been sent dozens of times. 

"Where is he?" uncertain feeling soon in find out, Arya rushed to take the black jacket and also the car keys looking for the whereabouts of Naura in the boutique, because the last time he was the one who immediately delivered the woman there. 

The car that was driven at full speed finally reached the destination safely because of the quiet road, the four-wheeled vehicle stopped in the building that made the location he was headed. Arya immediately went inside the boutique and locked up, she approached the security guard. 

"Sorry, who are you looking for?" tanya security who was looking down at the man before her. 

"Is Naura still inside?" 

"Yes, Miss Naura is still inside." Replied the security who was still paying attention to Arya. 

Without a second thought Arya rushed into the boutique and searched for Naura's whereabouts, her steps halted as a room with lights on and slowly stepped back, pushing the door open wider. He saw a woman who was sleeping quite well and even heard a subtle snoring, and at that moment his anxiety slowly disappeared. 

Arya put away the hair blocking that pretty face and looked at it for quite a while, the smile on the face was engraved involuntarily. "Basan naughty, I'm worried about you not coming home, but you're just good at sleeping here." He quietly carried the woman. 

Arya felt strange because the woman did not wake up from her sleep even though they had reached the Mansion, trying to check what was really going on. Without hesitation he checked the temperature on the brow of the woman next to him using his hands, a technique commonly practiced by others immediately he brushed his hand back upon sensing Naura's hot temperature.

"Oh my God, it turns out he has a fever and the temperature in his body is very high." Arya quickly got out of the car and carried the body of the wife and took her into the room. It was seen by Amar who was also worried about Naura who never came home to stepbrother and asked. 

"Why Naura?" 

Arya did not answer the question because she herself was already panicked by the condition of Naura's body with high fever, immediately went into the room and locked the door put the woman's body on the bed, he gave the first treatment so that the fever immediately dropped. 

While Amar is very annoyed with Arya who does not answer his question, the mind is filled with Naura's condition that is not in good condition trying to knock on the door and ask to eliminate her curiosity. 

"What?" arya said coldly expressionlessly as she opened the door. 

"What happened to Naura?" 

"Rather than you're busy taking care of my wife you better get out of here!" arya said, closing the door again and locking it before Amar again asked the question. 

Arya hurriedly took out a compressing device to bring down the fever, putting a small towel on her forehead overnight out of pity. An increasingly night and silent day, feel to start attacking him. 

Arya kept watch and always changed the small towel on Naura's forehead, unconsciously making her sleep in a position that she felt comfortable.