Love In Sketches
Arm Why?

"What do you want to ask?" Ask Mama Goddess.

Rubby seemed to think for a moment, then asked.

"Ma, how long has Mas Firaz been dating Mega?"

"Mega?" Mama Dewi frowned.

"Why did you suddenly ask that?" Mama Dewi asked back.

"Rubby just wants to know, Ma." The answer.

"Oh that, yeah... They've been in touch long enough. About six years." Answer Mama Goddess.

"Six years?!" Rubby jerks. It seems they have been dating for quite a while.

"Yes, they were together for two years. Then for four years they've been in a long distance relationship." Mama Dewi explained.

"Why did their relationship end?" Rubby looks curious.

"Because Mega betrayed Arya. He was in a relationship with a guy in Paris. And Arya saw it for herself when the two of them were making out." Definitely Mama Goddess.

"So that's the story? It's so sorry, Firaz."

"Yes, even though Arya was already willing to propose Mega. But he saw Mega with another man."

"So Mas Firaz already want to propose Mega?" Rubby looked surprised.

"Yes, Rubby. In fact, Arya had also proposed to Mega several times. But Mega always rejected him, arguing he wanted a career first. And after six years it turned out that he betrayed Arya." The story of Mama Dewi with emotions that began to stick out. I don't know, talking about Mega always makes his blood tension rise quickly.

"But fortunately they did not get married. And you're the one who's finally Mama's daughter-in-law." Mama Dewi smiled as she looked at Rubby. The face of his son-in-law always felt soothing to his heart, inversely proportional to Mega.

He remembers his first meeting with Rubby when he accidentally visited Rubby's pastry shop. Rubby treated her so kindly, and Mama Dewi immediately fell in love and felt that Rubby was the right fit for her son.

And several times after that Mama Dewi came to visit the cake shop just to meet Rubby and find out about him from his employees. After getting enough information, Mama Dewi felt really confident with Rubby.

Until finally ventured to propose to Rubby, although at that time Rubby was so surprised at his request. And Rubby has not given any answer, until the two meet again when going to apply for Intan for Andika.

"What did that mean when Mama Dewi asked me to marry Mas Firaz, Mas Firaz was still in a relationship with Mega?" Ask Rubby back.

"Yes, they're still in touch. But deep down, Mama doesn't actually approve of their relationship."

"Why, Ma? Isn't Mega really pretty and she's also a model?"

"Mama doesn't like it, Rubby. Mega always dressed sexy and open, profession also Mama less like it. Mama doesn't want to have a famous daughter-in-law, there can be no more privacy in this family. And as a parent, Mama wants the best woman Mama's son." Bright Mama Goddess.

"Oh so? But Mas Firaz really loves Mega?"

"Yes, they both love each other. That's what makes Mama give up and let them continue their relationship. But in fact Mega betrayed Arya."

Mama Dewi paused her speech for a moment, before continuing.

"And after Arya told me that, Mama immediately took the quick step of asking you two to get married. And coincidentally it turns out you're Intan's sister. So your way to get married is easier."

"I'm sorry if Mama initially forced you to marry Arya, because Mama believes you're the best for Mama's son." Mama Dewi gently rubbed Rubby's hair covered in hijab.

"Mom don't need to apologize, maybe we're already a match." Rubby laughed.

"Now you're Aryan's wife. And no matter what happens, you're still his wife. You must defend your husband and your household. Don't let anyone mess with your household." His advice. Rubby seemed to think for a moment.

"What Mama's afraid of Mega..." Rubby did not continue.

"Rubby, not just Mega. But anyone will definitely try to tease, if there is a chance. Whether it's a guy who likes you or a girl who likes Arya." Obviously Mama Dewi while looking seriously at her daughter-in-law.

"But no man likes Rubby, Ma..." Screaming Rubby. Mama Dewi laughed when she heard it.

"There may not be a man who doesn't like you, Rubby. You are beautiful, you are also an independent woman. And Mama's sure, if actually out there there are a lot of men who like you. Yet they are afraid or ashamed to approach you." Mama Dewi said in between her laughter.

Who would have thought, Arya was already standing behind them when Mama Dewi said her last sentence.

Arya was silent for a moment before turning back her steps and re-entering her room.

The man landed his body on the side of the bed. His view turned hollow.

"A lot of guys like Rubby?" It felt like those words were stirring his heart.

"Are there really a lot of guys out there who love Rubby? But Rubby is beautiful even though he never wears make up. And everything Mom said was true..." Arya massaged her forehead which again felt dizzy. His heart seemed to not accept if there was a man who liked his wife.

Arya got out of bed and went back to her desk. His hand was picking up the book that was there, then pulling something that Rubby had stored in one of those books.

"Areally who's the guy Rubby likes?" Arya looked back at the sketch Rubby made this morning. Unfortunately, he did not realize that it was a sketch of his own face.

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Her night...

Rubby has changed clothes, the girl wearing her hijab short-sleeved pajamas has also been removed. She sat down at the dresser and started combing her long hair. Rubby's usual rituals before going to bed. At least when you wake up, your hair does not get tangled.

Klek, the door to the room is open. Arya went into the room, having previously spent time daydreaming in the garden behind her house after dinner last night. Daydreaming of the unclear, Arya did not know what was so disturbing her mind.

The man glanced at Rubby who seemed so focused on the mirror in front of him. But his eyes saw something different in his wife's body.

"Why arm?" Arya asked who walked over to Rubby. Rubby turned his head, then looked towards his arm. There was a red streak on his smooth white arm.

"Oh, here..." Rubby's speech was interrupted. He stood up. As she remembered it was her husband's scar this morning. It still leaves its mark there.

"Why?" Arya asked who then grabbed her arm.

"It's..." Rubby looks confused. He wanted to answer, but Rubby felt bad.