Love Coiled Stains
In bribes

Arga and I sat on the balcony of the second floor. Just to talk like before.

Can I ask you a little bit?" Ask me carefully.

"Hm... Ask" said Arga.

"You and Sandra have a problem?"

Arga breathed heavily upon hearing my question.

"There has been no problem between me and Sandra, why? Do you want me and Sandra to have a problem?"

"Not so. I'm glad to hear that you're okay" I said. Though I wanted to ask further about our relationship It has been more than three months we were married, in our agreement only lasted for three months. But until now Arga still does not want to let me go.

"Why? As if there is something you want to ask further" he said.

"No, there's nothing" answered me.

"Lying must be something you're hiding"

"Nothing" I insisted again.

"By the way, let's talk" Pinta again.

"Tell me, don't talk about it anymore. Forget it"

We were silent for a long time.

"Ga, you sleep here, doesn't Sandra ask or mind?" Ask after a long silence.

Arga shook his head.

"Sandra will sleep at her parents' house. There's a family event"

"So you don't want to go with them? They're not your family either" I asked.

"Son, Sandra didn't tell me before. It was like this and he told me. So I'm lazy to go there" explained Arga.

I nodded in understanding. Shut up again, quiet again.

"I miss your warm tea, by the way. Can you make it for me?"

I nodded, without asking twice I went to the kitchen to make her warm tea as Arga ordered.

Arga smiled looking at my departure.

"This is the warm tea you asked for" I said giving Arga warm tea after returning from the kitchen.

"Thank you" Arga brewed the tea I brought.

***

I descended into the kitchen past my two in-laws who were having breakfast together.

"What's the matter, pa? Why look at me like that?" Ask me wrong.

"Which art?" Ask Rudi.

"The arga? In his room maybe?" My word.

"Still sleeping him?" Ask Rina.

I'm nodding.

"Go wake him up" Rina told me.

For the second time I was asked to wake Arga who was still asleep in her room.

"I ma?" Rework me.

"Yes, there's no way I'm gonna get Ina's bik to wake her up. You are his wife" said Rina again.

I scratched my head that didn't itch.

"Oh, again I'm asked to wake up Arga" My mind. The incident when I woke Arga still vividly remembered in my mind.

"Will Arga pull me back into his arms? Or ah already" My inner self.

"Still bengong there, later Arga is late lo" said Rina again.

I rushed up the stairs to Arga's room to wake her up.

***

I saw Arga still asleep in his bed.

"Arga, wake up" I said.

"Arga woke up Ga" I said again.

There was no response from Arga. Even his eyes were getting closed tightly

I'm approaching Arga. Trying to wake her up by shaking her arm.

"Arga wakes up" I said again shaking his arm.

How shocked I was to get my hands back pulled by Arga. For the second time I fell into Arga's arms.

My heart is back to rumbling. The comfort and tranquility I felt back when I was in my husband's arms. Although she hugged me unconsciously, but still it made me happy.

I closed my eyes enjoying the warm embrace of my own husband that I never found. I wish time would stop now when I feel this comfort.

"Astagfirullah" I realized.

"Arga let me go, get up fast" I said pinching Arga's arm.

"Oh" Arga grimaced in pain rubbing the part I pinched earlier.

"You, what the hell, use indiscriminately pinching people like this" Omel.

"You're looking for opportunities in narrowness. Why do you hug me so"

"Where do I know, I just don't realize what I'm doing"

I lift up next to my mouth.

"Wake up, what time is it, you'll be late" I said. I want to get out of there.

"Where are you going?" Her question stopped my steps.

"Get out, you want to get ready to work. So why am I here?" Say it again.

"Help me to get ready"

"Again?" Ask me. Events like yesterday will happen again.

"Why? You don't want to?"

"Yes, yeah. Which shirt do you want to wear?" Say it again.

"You have managed to make me jealous" he said.

Degs....

Hearing Arga's words just made me remember the event where I accompanied her shopping and there for the first time I met Son and chatted with him.

Instantly I ngeh that the shirt he meant was a blue shirt that I chose for him.

"OK" I said down to take it to the ironing room.

"Here's the shirt I've ironed" I said and continued to pair the tie for her. To make the master of ceo look neat and classy.

"Done" I said with a happy smile. Tampa purposely our eyes back staring.

Dag, dig, double...

This heart beats according to rhythm. There are subtle vibrations running through this heart. And so is Arga. When meeting the view makes this heart float.

I quickly shifted my gaze so that Arga did not know my current feelings.

"Already, you're neat" I said wrongly.

"Yes, thank you" he said.

I smiled and wanted to get out of Arga's room.

Arga pulled my arm making my steps stop.

I smiled and nodded.

***

"This is your fried rice" I said giving a plate of fried rice that I had made earlier.

Arga thrust a spoonful after a spoonful of fried rice I made earlier into his mouth.

"It's warm tea too" I said.

"Sit here with me for breakfast" her Pinta.

I sat next to her Arga saw her eating with the voraciously fried rice I made.

"Have you had breakfast?" Ask her.

I'm shaking. Where I had breakfast, I just wanted to go to the kitchen my mother-in-law asked me to wake Arga and after that Arga asked me to help her get ready.

"Yes, here eat with me" he said.

"No need Ga, later I will have breakfast if I am hungry" I said.

"Don't be shy. I bribe ya, open his mouth" He said thrusting fried rice that I made for him earlier.

"No need to" I refused.

But Arga glared at me with a pushy gaze that frightened me, and inevitably I also welcomed a mouthful of rice that was thrust by Arga to me.

***

"His eyes are happy today" asked the Son as they were making a lunch appointment at a restaurant.

Arga smiled at the Son's words.

"Yes today I'm so happy Put. Last night I went to my mom's house. So this morning I was happy because Rea from serving me by preparing me a meal, helping me to get ready to go to the office, accompanying me to a meal. I feel like a husband" explained Arga.

The son smiled at the story of his cousin.

"Didn't Sandra serve you like Rea?" Ask Son.

The face that had been smiling was happy now turned moody. Arga shook his head.

"She was too busy to prepare for a fashion show that would be held some more time. So Sandra was looking for a housekeeper who worked half a day at our house. He would come at dawn to the house to prepare me a meal, to prepare all my necessities for the office and after noon he would return home. That's how every day I go with Sandra"

"Ga, you must be firm with Sandra. You two live in that house. He should've taken more time for you"

"You're assertive how? You know, Sandra herself was too bad at her people. He won't listen to me and he'll do what makes him happy without thinking about my feelings"

"Ga, you are a husband. He should listen to your words, not the other way around. Sometimes I feel weird about you Ga"

"Super weird how?"

"If with Rea you seem to be very assertive showing your fangs like a tiger. While with Sandra only one tip of the nail only" said the Son showed a tip of the nail to Arga.

"Have never discussed this issue again" Pinta Arga.

"There's something I want to ask you about"

"What?"

"So, how'd you decide? Have you decided?" Putra.

"What decision?"

"For Rea, have you decided to let go?"

Arga shook his head.

"Not yet" he said.

"You're Arga, until when did you behave like this? You said you had only three months. But now it has been more than three months" said the Son.

"This is Ga, if you stay like this, you better just let go of him. Because Rea deserves to be happy with someone who can love her. But if you do not want to let go, it would be better for you to treat him and serve him as a wife treats him well too. Don't make him like this. Hanged unrobed" explained Putra.

Arga was silent thinking about what the Son said to him.

***

Sandra looked at her cell phone to find out who was contacting her.

"Hallo dear" answered Sandra.

"Darling, are you still busy there? When did you come home? It's too late" said Arga sitting alone in her house to wait for Sandra who did not also go home.

"Dear, I'm sorry. I still have a little work on the show tomorrow. I have to make sure that everything is prepared well" said Sandra continues to be busy controlling her workers to decorate the stage where doing a fashion show later.

"Darling that I keep living alone at home. You said you'd take your time and come home fast if we moved into this house. But in fact, I was always left just like you like this" said Arga kneeling his forehead that felt dizzy to see his wife.

"Darling, you know I'm working on my career. So you have to understand and support me dong dear" said Sandra.

"But I shouldn't be at your number"

"I didn't number you, baby. I keep putting you first. But for now I beg you to support my career. I'm pursuing my career, baby. This is my debut I beg you to understand" Sandra said again.

Arga can only take a deep breath and in a strong exhalation.

"Darling, why are you quiet?" Ask Sandra.

"Darling, don't be mad at me like this" he said again.

"Honey, I beg you not to make me like this" he said again.

"Honey, answer dong" Pinta.

"Darling" Sandra said again.

"Yes, it's up to you" Arga said. Want to be angry or forbid it is not useful. Sandra's definitely clean hard will stick with her career.

"You're not angry, are you?"

"Sir"

"Really?"

"Yes"

"Thank you, baby. I love you the same. I promise I'll be home after my work here is done"

"Yes, I'm waiting for you" Arga said in a flat tone.

"Okay, honey, I want to continue my work so that it's done quickly. So that I can go home and spend time with you. You're fine at home, baby"

"Yes"

"I love you"

"Love you too" Arga replied in a flat voice and turned off her phone.

***

"Arga San?" Guess Evi.

Sandra nodded.

"He angry?"

"Son, just ask when I'm coming home" Sandra said.

"San, you better go home. Poor Arga is alone waiting for you at home"

"No way, I have to make sure that the fashion show preparation for tomorrow is prepared perfectly. I don't want any flaw in the gap" Sandra insisted.

"But your husband is waiting for you in this house. It's getting late pity him"

"He knows my job"

"You're saying you're ngeyel. If Arga turns away from you later how? Who is the woman who does not like the handsome and established Arga? All women will also be happy when brought close to him"

"You're Vi, don't talk about it"

"That's why you should take a lot of time for your husband. Don't keep being left like this dong. Pity your husband he also needs your attention, your affection"

"Yes later I will definitely spend more time for Arga. But for now I can't I have to fly in different cities to hold a fashion show so that I'm known by many people. After my dream is achieved, yes I will definitely spend more time for my husband" said Sandra.

"As far as you are San. I've advised you"