Love In Sketches
CDS 126's
Her morning.
Today is a holiday, a day for lazing for most people on this earth. Likewise with Arya and Rubby, after fulfilling their obligations at dawn, they returned to bed and carried out the ritual of husband and wife that is tiring and fun.
Aryan's hands were coiled around his wife's slender waist, hugging her from behind. While Rubby normalized his breathing which was still panting. Their bodies were still equally plain and only wrapped in a thin blanket.
"What are your plans today?" Arya asked right in her ear.
"Eitherway. Are we seeing Beautiful again?" Rubby asked back.
"I don't think it's necessary. There was Indra and Doctor Malik there. If we go there that's hampering their approach." Answer Arya.
"Approach?" Rubby's Rework.
"Yes, Beautiful and Doctor Malik. Yesterday we saw for ourselves how they both looked." Arya said tightening her embrace.
"It seems like soon the brothers will send us an invitation." Rubby laughed softly.
"According to Mas, who was going to get married? Indra and Mei or Indah and Doctor Malik?" Ask Rubby.
"Ep... Maybe Doctor Malik, he always acts fast. When he had not known you for a long time, he had the courage to propose to you." Arya answered, making Rubby laugh again. He remembered, where that day suddenly the man came to propose to him even though he had forbidden to come to his house.
"You must be remembering a sweet memory of him." Arya chirps, making Rubby's laughter immediately stop.
"What sweet memories? Which I'm sorry about." Tukas Rubby's.
"really?" Arya asked who started peeping Rubby's open shoulder.
"Yes, of course." Reply Rubby who tried to hold amused because Arya's lips continue to shower her with a kiss.
"Stop it, Mas." Rubby tries to get rid of her, but Arya doesn't let him. He broke his face around Rubby's neck and turned his wife's body back under his control. His pair of eyes seemed to obscure every inch of the beautiful face of the wife.
"Mas Firaz..." Rubby's voice sounded again. Her fingers caressed her husband's handsome face.
"You again?" Ask while winking flirtatiously, with hands that are getting down playing on the chest of the field. Arya smiled widely, of course she would not refuse the offer from his wife.
While the morning sunlight began to peek from the window slit, but the husband and wife did not care and continued their activities.
Rubby picks up a change of clothes for her husband from inside his closet, accidentally having his eyes set on his tome located there.
After putting clothes for Arya on the bed, Rubby glanced towards the bathroom door that was still closed.
"It looks like Mas Firaz is still a long time." He picked up the book and stood next to the closet.
In the absence of the book, a smile appeared on her beautiful face. He looked at the sketch drawings he had made for almost two years, and the writing was an outpouring of his heart.
"What makes me like you? I don't know myself, Mom. All I knew was that my heart was beating so hard when I saw you for the first time." Rubby was so focused on his book that Arya was not aware that she was standing not far from him.
"He was reading the book? If he knew that I had read it too, how would he react?"
Arya stepped slowly towards the bed and took her clothes that had been prepared by Rubby and returned to the bathroom.
Moments later Arya came back out, he saw Rubby was still focusing on his book.
"Rubby!" Arya's voice made the woman in glasses was shocked until the book fell, fortunately her position was closed.
"Mas Firaz?!" Rubby watched her husband get dressed. When did her husband finish his bath? He did not hear or see it at all, because he was too focused on the book?
"What are you reading? Why so serious?" Arya looked down to pick up Rubby's book that had fallen.
"Don't!" Pekik Rubby who immediately took his own book and hid behind his back. Arya frowned in wonder.
"What exactly is the content of the book, Rubby?" Arya pretended not to know.
"My secret and Mas can't know!"
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