Love, I Surrender
What's Happening to Arga
“Arga, how can you let Karin drink?” ask Mommy when Arga goes into her room. Marisa looked at Arga, her son was unfocused. “You're also drunk huh?” marisa's asking approaches Arga's body.
“No Bun, I'm not drunk. I drank a little, but I was fully conscious. Mother has been waiting for Father,” said Arga while sticking out her right hand and bowing her body as if allowing Marisa to pass.
“You better not come out again. This the hell you're really drunk.”
“Goodnight mother dear.”
Arga closed the door after greeting and waving his hand then took off his suit and shirt.
“I'm not drunk, the proof is I can get to the room consciously.” Arga squinted his eyes then furrowed his forehead staring at someone lying on the bed.
“Today, hey wake up,” said Arga.
Karin was unmoved and still asleep still with the dress worn while attending the party.
“Hei, Marina. Mommy says you are drunk hah, start naughty you yes,” exclaimed Arga then his body joined to spread beside Karin then fell asleep.
...***...
Karin looked down with a pouting face. How not, when he opened his eyes Arga immediately scolded because he was drunk last night. Though Karin herself does not remember and does not remember the situation last night.
“You went to the toilet, why even drink?”
“I didn't know that what I was drinking was alcohol. Even want me to show the drink to Mr. Arga, because it tastes strange.”
“On an event like last night, it is not impossible that anyone wants to have evil intentions with you while drunk. Fortunately, Mother and Father met you and were immediately invited to the room. Try it if not, whether you are going to whose room.”
“Pak Arga himself, where? Kok can not protect me, not Mr. Arga my husband.”
“You if you know answer continue.”
“Or don't-don't Mr. Arga meet Renata,” said Karin suspicious
Arga clucked and ended their conversation, not wanting Karin to know that she was half drunk last night. Choose to have Karin clean themselves because they have been awaited by Mother for breakfast.
“You want to extend the holiday?” ask Dad. At this time Karin and Arga along with both Arga's parents were sitting at one table, enjoying their breakfast.
“Noah, many affairs that I can not delay,” said Arga.
“Mothers think you want to continue honeymoon.”
"Maybe next time Bun," replied Arga.
Arga and Karin return home on a different plane to their parents. Sampai in Jakarta their destination is of course the residence of Arga's parents. Karin is grateful that they did not meet Renata at the airport.
Arga is sitting leaning on the headboard while focusing on his macbook. Two days of leaving the office has certainly left a lot to take care of or he evaluates.
Karin herself occupies an Arga desk, focusing on her laptop. Started working on his script proposal, hoping that his lecture could be completed in time. Especially now his status as a wife of course makes the focus of his mind not only on college.
“Not finished?” ask Arga.
“But.”
Arga is seen lying down and positioning the blanket.
“Don't forget to turn off the lights, I don't used to sleep with bright lights.”
“Hm.”
Karin turned towards Arga who seemed to have been lulled in a dream. Thinking about what their relationship will look like going forward, given the distraction from either Renata or Devan is quite disturbing. Although they marry because of a deal, Karin wants to live it right because marriage is not a game. He planned to discuss this with Arga.
“About Mr Arga would like to? Don't-don't he plans to come back with Renata after we split.”
Karin leaned back on the occupied chair and exhaled an annoyed breath. “Why the hell do I have to be in this situation.”
Starting not to be concerned with what was done, Karin finally stopped her activities and lay down beside Arga. Of course with bolsters as a barrier between them. Karin does not want anything to happen between them if there is no clarity about the continuation of their household, she does not want to be the party with the most loss in the future.
...***...
“Pak Arga sure to take me?” asked Karin when she put up her seatbelt.
“Ndon't want to? Yes already down,” Arga said.
“Eh, please. From me ride ojek.”
Arga begins to focus on the wheel, Karin occasionally steals glances. Intended to convey what he was thinking last night.
“Lumayan. Why?”
“Go back to college, can I stop by?”
Arga turned a glance then refocused on his steering wheel.
“Close to where?”
“Office.”
“Tumbens. Don't tell me you want to meet ...”
“Ngak Sir. I'm going to Mr. Arga's room, there's something I want to talk about.”
“Oke.”
Arga stops his car not far from the main gate of the campus, Karin forbids ushering until in fear that Arga will be late due to stuck in traffic.
“You finished college what time?”
“Jam one is done. I will go straight there,” replied Karin. Arga just nodded.
After Karin gets out of the car she meets her classmate. The two immediately engaged in talks about the affairs of the title submission while walking. The interaction of the two is of interest to Arga.
“Akrab really, what friends are friends?” muttered Arga who had not yet driven back. Still watching Karin look great.
Arga is not focused on his work, still curious about his friend Karin's relationship that he saw earlier. Even Arga sent a message asking if Karin was finished with her lecture or not. Though clearly Karin said that one noon had just ended and now it was only ten.
“Ck, why the hell until my message has not been read as well,” complained Arga. “Don't let him be fun with his friend instead of focusing on college.”
Karin arrived at Arga's office, almost two in the afternoon. Although very eager to greet her colleagues while still an apprentice, but Karin focused on her goal of talking important things with her husband Arga.
It turns out that Arga was eating when Karin arrived.
“You've eaten?” asked Arga while feeding the contents of the spoon to his mouth.
“Already in the canteen.”
“What's up? I was supposed to pick you up but you haven't responded to.”
“Hahh, I haven't opened my phone yet. I was ushered, happened to be my friend through the area here.”
Deg.
“Friends?” tanya Arga stopped eating.
Karin who focused on the phone in her hand just nodded slowly.
“Friends we met at the gate?”
“Yups.”
“What's wrong?”
“Motor.”
Arga shifted her seat to face Karin.
“You sit behind your friend?”
Karin was silent for a moment and then turned her head, “Iya, there is indeed a motorbike but on the bench. Mr. Arga is strange, I never saw anyone riding aja.”
What, means Karin hugged the man. Then if the motor stops suddenly then their body …
“Shitt,” strangulation Arga surprise Karin.
“Pak Arga why the hell?”
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