Love In Sketches
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"Slow down, Arya." Mama Dewi gently rubbed her back.

"Sorry Dad, but what's the honeymoon for?" Arya's question that made the attention of the people there was directly focused on her.

"Kok asked what? Yes of course so you can spend time with your partner." Mama Dewi Sahut.

"Ma, Arya doesn't think it's necessary. At home the same." Answer Arya.

"Be quiet, Arya. Let us parents talk." Tukas Mama Goddess.

"Yes, Ma."

"For the reception, where do you want to do it? Hotel, building or outdoor?" This time Mother Maya asked.

"How's Dika?" Further.

"Wherever, Mother. The important thing is that it's comfortable for Intan." Andika replied while looking inside her wife. Intan's face instantly blushed with a smile expanding on her lips. Her husband was very kind, always thinking about himself first.

"Oh... Understanding this one's Mama's child... Always thinking of his wife." Timpal Mama Dewi while glancing towards her eldest son.

"No need to insinuate, Ma." Arya muttered slowly.

"Arya, what if you?" Mother Maya asked her other daughter-in-law.

"Aryan..." Arya turned to look at his wife. Rubby smiled faintly in place.

"Aryan how Rubby alone, Mother." Answer then. Rubby seemed to be frowning, why did Arya throw the question at him? Though he will follow how Arya wishes. Even if Arya asks not to make a reception for the two of them, Rubby will comply.

"Rubby, how, son?" Mother Maya turns to her daughter.

"Rubby, Rubby go with the others, Mother. How good is it." Answer Rubby.

"Yes, then how about the concept of the recipe is outdoor? We'll have it in a park later. How's it?" Now Bakti's father who asked while staring at his daughter and daughter-in-law alternately.

The four young men nodded in agreement.

"We agree, Father." Arya represents.

"Well, for the honeymoon... You'll be leaving once the reception is over. Where do you want to go?" Ask Mama Goddess.

"Mama, Intan wants to get to the top." Sahut Intan fast.

"Alright, then Andika and Intan will go to the top." Mama Dewi. Intan widened his smile, the young mama candidate had long wanted to vacation to the top, but had never materialized. Mama Dewi turned to her eldest son.

"Arya, Rubby, where do you want your honeymoon?" Ask. Arya and Rubby stared at each other.

"Rubby is up to Mas Firaz, Ma." Rubby answered first. Don't let Arya throw that question at him again.

"Arya, where are you going? Peaked? Or do you want to go abroad? Paris?" Ask Mama Dewi streak.

Arya immediately looked flatly at her Mama. Why did you also call it Paris? Arya's not going to that town anymore. A place that had already made him hurt and also left bad memories for him.

"Arya doesn't want to go abroad. Better to go somewhere nearby. Because Arya can't take a long vacation either." Answer Arya.

"Yes... Where do you want to go then?" Ask the Goddess again. Arya thought for a moment.

"Can we answer later? Arya wants to talk about it with Rubby." The answer.

"Yes already then. But don't think about it for long. Because we want everything planned out before your reception next month." Definitely Mama Goddess.

Next month? Why so fast. Why not next year. Arya complains but only in the heart.

They then continued the conversation with small talk.

"Why? Are they all still gathered here?" Ask Arya astonished.

"Maybe you want to resume your delayed activities?" Temptation Mama Goddess.

"Yes, that's right Arya. You better continue that." Bakti's father chimed in.

"No need, Dad. Later on in the next" replied Arya, while her eyes looked flat at Mama Dewi. And it looks like her mother is holding her smile.

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Arya threw her body on the bed, she just drove her two in-laws home. Though Mama Dewi had offered to stay over, but they subtly refused.

Arya's gaze looks bright, reception? A honeymoon? Two things Arya didn't think about at all. He used to think up to there, while still in a relationship with Mega. But right now, he doesn't feel excited at all.

Klek, the door to the room is open.

"Mas Firaz's home?" Rubby asked as she approached her husband.

"Yes, as you can see." Arya moved from her sleep.

"Mas want me to make you a drink?" Bargainly.

"No need." Arya walks towards her desk and starts to open her laptop. Check the sales report at the restaurant and also the coffee shop. And ignored Rubby who was still standing in his place.

"Maybe Mas Firaz is tired." The inner Rubby who saw Arya was busy on her own.

There was the sound of consecutive incoming messages on Arya's phone.

Mega Again! The man rubbed his forehead. On the way home, Mega continued to contact him, but was not picked up. And now the girl is sending so many messages. Making Arya's bad mood worse.

While Rubby looked at her, she knew that Mega had contacted her husband.

"I'm down first, Mom." Rubby chooses to get out of the room, letting her husband return a message with his girlfriend.

"Hem." Aryan Sahut is short.

He was seen focusing on his phone reading some messages from Mega. The friendly messages that Mega wrote actually made the man dizzy.

"Darling, I'll be back soon. Because I miss you so much." Write Mega in his last message.

"Mega will be back? Good though. I can tell him immediately that our relationship is over." Arya muttered while putting back her phone without replying to a single message from Mega.

Rubby came down the stairs, and sat on the last two steps bending his knees. His hand was holding his chin, his sight was sad.

"It's been a month of our marriage, and Mas Firaz is still in touch with Mega. Mas Firaz never told me about his relationship with Mega. How exactly is their relationship? If they're still in love, I'd better just go. I don't want to be a destroyer of people's relationships." Rubby breathed heavily. His status for Arya is completely unclear. Arya has a lover, but instead marries her.

"Rubby, what are you doing here?" Ask Mama Dewi who happened to pass by.

"No Ma. Rubby just sat there." Rubby answered, widening his smile.

"Why not in the room? Your husband is back, right?" Mama Dewi sat next to her daughter-in-law.

"Mas Firaz is busy with his laptop, Ma. Rubby doesn't want to bother."

"Oh, so?"

"Ma, can Rubby ask you something?"