Love Coiled Stains
Fifty million

I smiled looking at the parcel that Arga gave me. I opened the package.

"Shirt?" I said with happiness in my heart. Where long dress dress decorated with burkat yellow color is the first gift from Arga.

I stood in front of the glass, put the shirt on my body to try it.

"Fright gorgeous... Thank you Arga" I said with a cheerful smile.

***

"Tok, tok, tok" I heard the sound of my bedroom door being knocked.

"Shortly" I said tidying up the hijab I was wearing in front of the glass.

"I'm in yeah" Arga screamed a little.

"Yes, come in" I said. Because at that time I had worn my hijab just to wear an ornamental brooch on the shoulder as an accessory.

Arga opened my room door.

"Have you?" Ask her.

"Awhile" I said.

"OK already" added me again when the brooch managed to get stuck perfectly.

Arga smiled at my appearance tonight. He watched me from head to toe. Makes me misbehave for being noticed that way.

"Why do you see me like that? Is there something wrong with my appearance?" Ask me wrongly.

"Son, you're beautiful tonight" she replied.

Degs....

This heart beats fast because it was praised by Arga for the first time. This heart feels carefree with flowers blooming symbolize my mood is so happy because only this time I was praised by Arga.

Smile on these lips.

"It's as comfortable as a smile like that" Arga said, breaking my daydream.

"If you're ready, let's go downstairs. People are waiting for you below" Arga said.

"Eh, yes" I replied.

Arga reached out for me to welcome his hand as in fairy tales when the prince wanted to greet his empress by reaching out.

I looked at Arga's hand and Arga's face in turn. I did the bal several times to see if it was true that he wanted me to welcome his hand.

"Why bengong? Come on" He again raised both of his eyebrows as a sign that he wanted me to welcome his helping hand.

I smiled with certainty that the helping hand was right for me to welcome him and I gladly welcomed the helping hand.

"Let's go down" he said again.

I smiled while nodding. Our eyes stared at each other with the radiance of the eyeballs of love I began to feel in his eyes Arga. But I don't want to hope too deeply. Because I knew I would fall to earth and it would be very painful.

Arga clasped my hand tightly like saying she didn't want to let go of me and wanted to continue with me. That's what I can feel right now when Arga is being sweet to me like this.

The man who had become my husband continued to hold my hand until we reached the dining table where the residents of the house had been waiting for our arrival from earlier.

Seen there is a mama, papa, bik Ina, as well as a sir Udin his papa driver who awaits our arrival. They seemed to smile happily seeing me and Arga holding hands like we were a couple who loved each other.

I really love my husband. But I don't know if my husband loves me or not because I know he's a chameleon. Where it always changes its feelings intermittently pleasant, briefly salty, briefly angry, anyway like a chameleon changing in every condition depending on his mood.

"Rea, happy birthday dear. You look beautiful gospel night" said my mother-in-law hugged me warmly and did not forget the warm kiss she gave me.

"Thank you ma" I replied.

"Happy birthday to Rea" said my father-in-law holding me.

"Hopefully on your birthday know this you get her love Arga" whispered Rudi in my ear.

"Aamiin,,, thank you pa" I replied.

That's exactly what I expected. May God grant my father-in-law's prayer.

"Non, happy birthday huh" Bik Ina hugged me.

"Happy birthday yes non" said Pak Udin pulak.

"Thank you all for your words and prayers. May our prayers be answered by God" I said.

"Aamiin" said everything.

"Now you blow out the candles" Arga said, lighting the candles on my birthday cake.

"Pray before blowing the candle" he said again.

I closed my eyes and prayed that my hope would be achieved.

I blow out a candle that lights up on my tofu birthday cake.

Now it's my turn to cut my birthday cake. And of course the first piece I gave to my husband and we bribed each other.

The thunderous applause adorned the happy susana of my life.

Truly that night was the happiest night of my life to have the first and lifelong surprise of my new family.

***

"Hallo baby, I want to tell you that tonight I'm sleeping at papa's house. Because there was a sudden meeting with some designers in Jakarta. So I have to stay there because I have to go to the airport in the morning" Sandra said when she contacted Arga where they were

"Let you go again?"

"Yes dear, I have to meet with some designers to discuss our cooperation. I'm really happy because I've started to get to know some of the most famous designers in the country. Hopefully I can be known with overseas designers, baby" Sandra said with a happy smile.

"Yes, you are happy and happy if you are known by famous designer designers. But you don't think about whether I'm happy and happy when I'm constantly left behind by you like this?"

"Darling, by the way, I think of you here even though I'm far away from you, but my heart will always be with you and always think of you there" Sandra defended herself.

"You think of me? For what only in mind if can not attend accompany me"

"Darling, don't talk like that. I've been pointing at my career baby so you have to understand what my position is like"

"Then again that's the reason you've been pointing career should understand your position and bla bla bla bla bla bla bla frankly I've memorized with your reasons" Sindir Arga.

"Honey, don't dong like this. Please yes this time. I promise you, I promise I'll be home soon and I'll spend all my time with you at home after I get home from this meeting huh" Sandra persuaded.

The insinuation of a smile was engraved on Arga's lips.

"promise again? You keep promising but there is nothing you keep" Arga said.

"Yes, you promised you'd spend a lot of time on me when we moved house, continue you also promise If you have finished work you will accompany me to sleep his name asked me to sleep alone because your work makes you stay up until dawn. And there are many more promises that you only keep promises but cannot be kept. And now you promise me you'll be home soon when all your business there is done. But can you guarantee that it only takes an hour or two because I need you as soon as possible, not days. And also you will promise to spend a lot of time with me when you come home later from there. Can you guarantee you'll be able to do that"

"You can't answer and you can't guarantee it with your promises either"

"Son, this time I'm really keeping my promise with you. So I beg you please permit me yes and do not you think anything of me. I just need you right now"

"Give up, do what makes you happy" Arga said.

"Darling to say that anyway? Like people don't just let me go"

"Ikhlas or not I am not important to you. If I don't let you go, will you listen to me. Of course you will give a thousand reasons so that you will still be able to go there. And well I support you it's up to you to do what makes you happy and be able to pursue your dreams that you dream of all this time" Arga said, turning off her phone.

"Hallo, hello dear" said Sandra heard a disconnected tone on her phone.

Sandra pinched her head that felt dizzy due to this new Arga trait.

So even with Arga who seemed emotional because his second wife did not want to give attention to her self that she currently really needs right.

***

Arga fiddled with his phone by accident he saw a picture of me with him who we were on vacation together in Paris.

A smile was engraved on her lips Arga looked at the photos of me that she thought were funny.

His mama's reflexes while we were in Paris reflected back in Arga's memory where he said that my phone was ugly so it didn't produce a good picture unlike his phone.

Laughter, joking we both laughed together to enjoy the beauty of the Eiffel Tower again made Arga smile.

"Woi..." The son came astounding Arga's daydream.

"Strong smile on your own again see what the hell?" Said the Son forcibly took the cell phone in the hands of his friend.

"Oh Rea" he said after knowing what causes Arga to smile happily.

"Something seems to be in love" Sindir Putra.

"What the heck are you Put" said Arga to take back his phone from the hands of the Son.

"I'm talking about you right now you're in love with your first wife"

"Fell in love what do you mean? It's a normal feeling" Arga won't confess.

"It's still not willing to admit that you're starting to love your wife. Don't you realize you're smiling looking at a picture of your first wife? Don't you realize that?" Ask the Son again.

"I smile at her picture doesn't mean I love her too. I was just imagining a funny moment in this photo when we were on vacation in Paris yesterday"

"Oh so" the son nodded. To be honest he still could not believe that Arga was telling the truth. He was convinced that his best friend and cousin were starting to have a heart for me. It's just that Arga is still prestigious and does not want to admit his feelings to me.

"Why is that your expression? You don't believe what I'm saying?"

"Credible. The one who has that feeling is you alone while I don't feel what you feel. But I'm sure that what you feel doesn't match what you're saying right now"

"Don't talk like that"

"Yes I want to go first" added again.

"Where are you going?"

"You took Rea shopping. All this time I've never taken her for a walk and shopping at the mall"

"Well, it is a clear proof that the feeling began to arise in the heart" said the Son as he swung his index finger towards Arga carrying what he said was true.

"Because she's on her birthday so I want Ya to just take her for a walk to make her happy. Because all this time he was constantly at home occasionally can take him to the mall and shop there" said Arga.

The son only smiled mockingly because Arga still did not want to confess his feelings to me.

***

Arga and I went around the mall to see some stuff there.

"Come with me" Invite Arga to pull my hand.

"Where?" Ask me to follow Arga's steps because he has pulled me. So I don't want to kneel him.

We were at one of the jewelry stores in the mall.

"What are we doing here?" Ask me wonder.

"It's a jewelry store. Please choose the jewelry you like. I'll buy it for you" Arga said.

"But this looks like a jewelry store even Ga" I whispered in Arga's ear.

"It's okay. Sometimes I buy you jewelry even what's wrong. Do you think I can't afford it?"

"Eh, it's not like that" I'm being misbehaved. Afraid that Arga was offended by my words just now.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean that. It's just that I feel it's inappropriate to wear expensive jewelry like this"

"Well, you're the wife of a famous company CEO in this city. So yes you deserve to wear expensive jewelry" explained Arga.

Degs....

Again Arga said that. It was as if he had acknowledged me as his wife and would not hide me as he had promised Sandra before they married that Sandra was the only wife he would introduce to the whole world.

"You choose me" whispered again.

"Yes if so" said Arga.

"Sir please show me the most expensive and only jewelry in this store. Because I don't want my wife to have the same jewelry as people"

Degs....

Back the thumping feeling in the heart reappeared I stared at the price with a question mark filled gaze. Why could he say that to the shopkeeper? Is he really able to accept me as his wife and not be ashamed to introduce me to people?

"This is the most expensive and one-on-one necklace in the store" the waiter said, noting a white-golded necklace with diamond jewelry in the middle.

"OK, this is it" said Arga giving his credit card to the store waiter to pay.

"Here I put it on your neck" said he put the necklace on my neck.

A smile of happiness was once again on my lips. I'm happy very very happy.

"This is my father's card, and this is my letter, sir" The shopkeeper gave us a card and a necklace letter that we bought earlier.

I saw the necklace that Arga gave me. I opened my mouth wide and rounded my eyes to see such a fantastic price for me.

"Fifty million" I said.

"Oh, this price is the price at which I can renovate my house that has been peyot in the village" My inner.

"Let's go shopping again" Invite Arga to hold my hand. I followed Arga wherever he took me.