Love In Sketches
Whose Face Sketch?

Andika then said,

"If you know..." Andika deliberately hung her words while glancing towards the brother.

"Dika, don't fuck around!" Arya cried out to warn, even with her gaze. His sister will definitely do the no-no.

"Mama must be happy, brother!" Andika continued with a big smile, while Arya was staring at her.

"So.... Mama should know!" As fast as lightning Dika turned around, and immediately ran away from the room. He had to report this to his mother immediately.

"Well!" Arya ran after her sister.

While Rubby and Intan just be a spectator, seeing the behavior of their husbands.

"Mama, Mama!" Shouted Andika who ran down the stairs. Mama Dewi who was in the living room turned her head.

"What's up Dika? Why are you running around like that?" Asked Mama Dewi who saw the two sons running around.

"Mama, Brother Arya and Brother Rubby want to make a child!"

Too late, the frontal speech had just slid from Andika's mouth.

"What?!" Excite the three people who were in the living room simultaneously. The three of them spontaneously got up from their seats. In fact, in the living room there is not only Mama Dewi, but there is Bakti Father and also Mother Maya.

Arya who was behind Andika could only look at her with a look of disbelief. I didn't think her father and mother-in-law were there.

"No, it's not that..." Arya shook her head quickly, trying to dodge.

"Andika, if your brother wants to make a child you shouldn't bother them." Mama Dewi interrupted first.

"Arya did not lock the door to her room, and the door was also open. So I don't know." Andika answered lightly. Mama Dewi turned her gaze to her eldest son.

"Gosh, Arya! You're this! If you want to be nice with your wife, lock the door. And you should take a shower first. You're running out in the morning, your body must smell of sweat. Poor Rubby later." Mama Dewi, Arya gaping to hear it

"Mama is not..." Arya tried to speak, but again her speech was interrupted.

"Dad, it seems like the relationship between the two of them has grown quite rapidly." This time Mother Maya interrupts.

"Yes it seems so." Sahut Bakti's father with a big smile.

"Not that this is good, we can have two grandchildren at once." Add Mama Dewi.

"Yes, I hope Rubby gets pregnant soon too. Considering Andika used to only do it once but immediately so. And hopefully Rubby and Arya will too." Said Mother Maya expectantly.

"Yes, hopefully. Moreover, they did it in the morning as well." Timpal Mama Dewi while glancing towards Arya.

Arya patted her forehead, hearing the strange babble from her mother and also her two in-laws. How do you explain to them that everything is just a misunderstanding? And why also Mama Dewi even like intentionally corner it?

Arya's sharp glances lay on Andika. All this because of the mouth of his sister's bucket. While the one in the lyrics only put on an innocent face as if without sin with a big smile on his face.

****

"So that's the real thing?" Intan asked her sister.

"Yes, and you two are suddenly at the door." Answer Rubby.

Rubby told Intan what really happened. If he and Arya were fighting over something until they both fell. Intan looks to nod his head.

"Why are you here so early?" Ask Rubby. Because his sister does not usually come early to the house. Even if they come to visit, it is usually afternoon or evening.

"We're here because we miss Brother." Intan answered while hugging Rubby briefly.

"And there's something you want your father and mother to talk to Mama Dewi." Further.

"Father and mother? You guys here with your mom and dad?" Rubby asked in surprise.

"Yes, Brother. Father and mother are in the living room with Mama Dewi, why?" Intan asked back.

"It's okay." Rubby answered with a strange smile. Can be imagined how the situation down there with Andika and Arya who ran away earlier.

"Ep... Brother, can I ask you something?" Tanya Intan hesitated.

"What Brother Rubby and Brother Arya have..." Intan hung up his words, in fact he was embarrassed to ask that.

"What's it?" Rubby looks curious. Intan bit her lower lip.

"Have had a husband and wife relationship..." Tweet Intan. A pair of Rubby's netra behind the widened glasses heard his sister's question.

"Why are you asking like that?" Rubby asked back.

"I'm sorry if I was presumptuous, brother. But every time Brother Rubby and Brother Arya visit the house, you both look like you're keeping your distance."

Indeed, every weekend Rubby and Arya took the time to visit the house of Bakti Father and Mother Maya. And secretly it turns out Intan noticed the interaction of the two. It may seem obvious that Arya and Rubby are keeping their distance.

Is it possible that both of his parents are aware of this?

"Sister? Why daydream?" Tanya Intan broke Rubby's daydream.

"It's okay, Intan..." Screaming Rubby.

"So Brother Rubby and Brother Arya...?"

Rubby didn't answer, but the girl preferred to be quiet. And that was already the answer for Intan.

"Sorry...." Tweet Intan.

"Why apologize?" Ask Rubby wonder.

"Because..."

CLAMPS

The door of the room opened, stopping the conversation of the brothers. Arya walked into her room with a crumpled face.

"There's Brother Arya, I'd better get out." Intan got up from her seat.

"I'll wait downstairs, brother." Her speech. Rubby nodded with a smile.

"Excuse me, Arya." Pamit Intan while stepping out of the room.

"Yes." Yeah." Aryan Sahut is short.

Arya stepped closer to Rubby who was sitting on the side of the bed.

"Will I take a shower? I'll get you a change of clothes." Just one footstep away Rubby, Arya's voice stopped him.

"Wait for Rubby." Call Arya flat.

"What's up, Mom?" Rubby turned to her husband.

"Give me that paper." His hand while raising his hand.

"Yes?" The eyes behind the glasses blinked a few times.

"The paper made a misunderstanding between me and our family." Obviously Arya is still with a flat tone.

"But Mas..." Rubby looks doubtful, he thinks Arya has forgotten him.

"Give it or I'll be mad at you." Arya said, her voice sounding sharp. It makes his wife feel scared.

"I, yes, my mother."

Inevitably, Rubby finally gave the paper to Arya. The man's eyes scrutinized the graffiti that was on the paper seriously.

"What is this picture...?" Ask Arya.

"It's a sketch of a face, Mas." Fearful Rubby replied.

"Whose face?" Ask Arya. Rubby knitted his eyebrows together, looking in surprise at the man before him. Didn't her husband realize it was a sketch of his own face?

"Nobody." Rubby quickly took the paper back and hid it behind his body.