Love In Sketches
What Do You Like?

"Surely because I said that mom told her to wear it, so Rubby didn't change it." Think Arya.

It turns out that the estimate of Mama Dewi is right, Rubby will still wear the clothes. But for the first night, it seemed to be still far from their reach.

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I don't know what time it is. But it looks like it's still midnight. Rubby felt something on his stomach, it turned out that it was Aryan's hand that was holding him.

Rubby's eyes blinked a few times, making sure he didn't see it wrong. It was true that her husband was hugging her. Their positions are even so tight. Either drift to where the bolster that became the separator between them earlier.

Arya must have hugged him unconsciously. Rubby was about to move the hand, but he was afraid to wake Arya up. Rubby smiled for a moment while looking at her husband, and finally chose to do the same. That is to wrap his hands around Arya's body, returning the embrace. His eyes closed again, feeling the warmth and comfort that surrounded him. There is no harm in hugging your husband, right?

A few hours passed... The sound of alarm made Arya open her eyes. Pick up the phone located on the nightstand and turn off the alarm. Arya returned to her position, she felt so comfortable from hugging something warm and tender. To make him reluctant to wake up.

Wait, since when did the bolster turn warm? The taste is different too. Like the...

Arya quickly averted her gaze, she narrowed her eyes. Trying to clarify his vision in a room that was only in the dim light. Instantly his eyes widened to realize what was in his embrace.

Rubee!

How could his wife be in his arms? And wasn't there a bolt between them? Where's that bolster?

Arya looked to the other side. It turned out that the bolster had already moved beside him. Maybe he subconsciously moved the scroll. While closing her eyes and very slowly Arya tried to raise her hand made a pillow by Rubby. Rubby's upper body is very clearly visible because the blanket has also sagged down.

"Why is it so hard?" Arya complained as she had trouble raising her hand. He didn't want to wake Rubby up and see them in this close position. Though Rubby had realized it first and instead chose to return his embrace.

Feeling some movement, Rubby awakens. She saw the first time her husband who was trying to raise his hand while closing his eyes.

"Mas Firaz..." Call it with a hoarse voice typical of people just waking up. Aryan reflexes open the eyes. The views of the two meet.

"Sorry, did I interrupt your sleep?" Ask Arya. Rubby shook his head slowly.

"Is it dawn?" Rubby asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Yes, the alarm on your phone went off." Arya replied while turning her eyes. Rubby got up from his sleep, and sat down on the side of the bed while tidying up and tying up his long hair.

Arya looked back at Rubby. The smooth neckline was clearly visible, making his passion back up. It felt like he was hugging Rubby from behind, and completing his desire that he had withstood since last night.

Holy hooch! What's in his mind? Why is his mind so dirty like this? Arya shook her head quickly and woke up from her sleep, while Rubby was already in the bathroom to clean herself up.

Arya ruffles her hair, she won't let Rubby wear that sexy outfit again. Otherwise, he would continue to be tormented like this.

*****

Meanwhile, somewhere else...

Andika already seemed to be preparing to go to work, while Intan just sat watching her. The young lady looked uninspired this morning.

"Why?" Andika asked as she lifted her wife's chin.

"No." Answer Intan briefly.

"Don't lie. I've seen you like this since yesterday. What are you thinking?" Ask Andika again who then sat next to his wife. It looks like Intan is breathing heavily.

"I'm just thinking about Brother Rubby. How's things going? I usually meet and be with him every day."

"What if Sister Rubby isn't happy with her marriage?" Ask Intan with a wistful.

"Hey, why think like that?" Andika cupped his wife's face.

"I'm just scared." Intan Lirih. I don't know, since getting married yesterday Intan even thought about her brother. His older brother who was never close to a man suddenly had to get married because of him. If anything happens to Rubby because of Arya, Intan may be the first person to feel the most guilt.

"Intan, my brother's a good man. Arya's sister won't hurt Rubby's sister." The real Andika replied also hesitated. Especially yesterday he saw and heard for himself that Arya was still in touch with Mega.

"That's it. Don't think weird. We'd better go out and have breakfast. Our son must be hungry in there." Said Andika while gently rubbing Intan's stomach which was still flat.

Intan nodded slowly, and landed a brief kiss on her husband's lips.

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Mama Dewi's Residence

The pair took turns staring at the husband and wife sitting opposite him.

"Why do they look ordinary? Did my plan fail?" Ask Mama Dewi in your heart.

"Aryan!" Call him in between his meals. The three of them are enjoying breakfast together.

"Yes, Ma." Sahut Arya while turning her eyes to Mama Dewi.

"Hows it? Do you like it?" Tanya Mama Dewi made Arya frown.

"Like what?" Arya asked back.

"Lingerie that Mama gave to your wife last night. Rubby must look pretty when wearing it, right?" Ask Mama Dewi by putting on her innocent look.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!" At once Arya also choked on her food.

"Slowly, Arya. Rubby get me a drink for your husband."

Rubby brought her a glass of water for her husband. Arya quickly took a sip.

"Mama!" Arya exclaimed after her choking event came to a halt.

"Why?" The face of the Goddess Mother looks sinless.

"I won't allow Rubby to wear such clothes again." Arya was firm but in a low voice.

"Why really? Doesn't Rubby look sexy?" Asked Mama Dewi while raising one of her eyebrows. While Rubby chose to focus on food in front of him only. She will not interfere with the debate between her husband and mother-in-law.

"It doesn't look sexy, Rubby looks like a seductress." Tukas Aryans. Rubby stopped the movement of his hand that would bribe the food.

"So I looked like a seductress last night? It's only right that Mas Firaz won't see me..." Inner Rubby.

"Arya, watch your talk. You could've said your wife was a seductress." As spray Mama Dewi, she will not accept her daughter-in-law in saying so.

"Indeed like that. Anyway, I won't let Rubby wear that outfit again." Arya again.