Love In Sketches
Curious

"Why? Is something wrong?" Tanya Beautiful while putting on her innocent look.

"Of course it's wrong, you shouldn't have met Arya. Arya must not know you either." Tukas Indra, Indah was silent. It is true that his brother said, Arya does not recognize him.

"I'll just meet him, brother. I miss him." Answer Beautifully. Indra breathed a heavy sigh.

"Sleep, it's night." Indra rubbed her sister's hair, Indah nodded. The man helped his sister to lie down and blanket her.

"Good night, Brother." Beautiful words that then closed his eyes.

Indra closed the door of Indah's room slowly so as not to disturb her sister who had just closed.

"What should I do? Why is it so beautiful to love Arya, like no other man." Indra pulled her hair back. Thinking Beautiful always makes her dizzy. His sister used to have liver cancer to have to undergo treatment abroad and now after recovering Indah always forced her to return home on the grounds of longing for her man. Even that man did not know himself.

Not Indra does not like if Indah likes her best friend, but he knew Arya had a long relationship with Mega and he did not want his sister to be a destroyer of people's relationships even though Arya and Mega status were still dating.

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Midnight.

As if not bored, Arya continues to look at the innocent face of his wife who looks so peaceful in her sleep. He put a warm kiss on Rubby's forehead.

"I love you." Whisper, but there was no reaction from Rubby because the woman was already completely asleep. After performing the rite Rubby seemed exhausted, probably because they did it more than once. Even Arya had to carry his wife to the bathroom and help her clean the body because she kept whining.

"Why didn't Rubby ever say he loved me?" The question suddenly slipped in Arya's mind.

"Akh yeah, I remember!" Arya cheered inwardly when she remembered something important and seemed to be able to give her a clue. Slowly he moved Rubby's head leaning against his arm, lucky that Rubby did not feel disturbed in the slightest.

In a sense of security, Arya got out of bed and walked slowly to Rubby's closet. In his absence the closet door was carefully so as not to cause sound.

"Where are ya?" Arya's trying to find something between Rubby's piles of clothes in there.

"Meet!" Arya pulled out the book with the thick cover.

"I wonder what this book is about. Moreover, Rubby is always angry if I want to read this book." He flipped through the book and stepped towards the chair in the room. Although only a dim light illuminated the room, it felt Arya could still clearly read the contents of the book.

The man glanced at Rubby before opening the button cover of his book. With no sign of Rubby waking up, Arya starts to open it.

The two eyebrows of the man were clinging to each other, looking at something there. A sketch of the face at the very front.

"This is a sketch of my face." Mumbled. Arya opened the next page, there was a sketch of her face again and Rubby's writing there.

"You who? Why can't I forget your face?"

Arya's forehead wrinkled deeply as she looked at the date listed there. That was almost two years ago, long before her first marriage to Rubby.

"Why did Rubby sketch my face? Didn't we first meet when we proposed to Intan? Have I met Rubby before?"

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