Love In Sketches
Arya Jealousy

"Mr Arya, I'm sorry... We had absolutely no idea that Mr. Rubby was the husband of Mba." Tweet Ria accompanied by a nod from the others.

"Yes, Sir. Forgive us..." Added Ela.

"Now you know, so don't tease me anymore. Otherwise, Rubby's gonna fire you." Arya said which even sounded scary to the three girls.

"Yes..." Rubby gestured through his eyes. It is also impossible that he fired his employees, especially they do not know if Arya is the husband of the store owner where they work.

"Why? Would you be willing if your husband was seduced by another woman?" Ask Arya.

"It's not like that..." Rubby was confused.

"Mba Rubby, Mr. Arya. Again we're sorry." Said the three girls in unison.

"Easy-after. You better just go home." Rubby.

"Yes, Mba. We're home, excuse me." Mei pulls the hands of her two friends and leaves from there.

"I told you, don't bother Mr. Arya. A handsome man like him couldn't possibly still be alone." Mei grumbled while teerus pulled out her friend's hands.

"We don't know, May. Besides, Mr. Arya never said he was Mba Rubby's husband." Ela Sahut.

"Have not quarreled. It was all Mr. Arya's fault. Why have such a face that tempts faith. We whose faith is shallow like this will be easily tempted to be." Ria mediates.

"Jeez, you guys are..." Mei was unable to speak anymore to hear strange babbling from her friends.

Rubby looked at Arya who was standing next to him.

"Not supposed to talk like that." Rubby said as soon as his employees were not seen again.

"Why? Would you just shut up if another woman teased your husband?" Arya asked with an intimidating look. Rubby who was stared at like that became nervous himself.

"It's not like that, Mom. But..."

"That's Rubby. Your employees are weird anyway." Arya interrupted.

"Yes..." The employees are like that, understandably they are young girls who have just grown up.

"Is your job done?" Arya switched the conversation.

"No, Mas. A little more." Answer Rubby.

"You're the shopkeeper, your employees are home, but you're busy yourself." Cute Arya.

"Mas, I told you before..."

"Yes, we're done, and then we're home." Arya interrupted again.

"Did Mas Firaz come to pick me up?" Rubby asked, Arya raised next to her eyebrows. Why would Rubby ask the obvious?

"Then what do you think I'm here for? To meet your strange employees?" Arya asked back, the look on her face looked annoyed. Bara, then the employees of his wife had made him hold back his emotions. And now Rubby's asking like that. Rubby, who noticed the change in her husband's face, cleared her throat.

"Ehm... Not so, my mom. But isn't Mas still sick?" Ask.

"I'm healthy, Rubby."

"It's better to just wait in the store." Bargainly. After all, Arya usually waits for him in the store.

"Yes, come on." Take Arya, the man walked first followed by Rubby behind him.

"What would you like to drink?" Rubby asked as soon as he entered his closed cake shop.

"Anything." Arya sat her body on one of the chairs there.

"Attent." Rubby rushed to the kitchen to make a drink.

"I don't think Mas Firaz picked me up. Mas Firaz is not well, after all." Rubby said in his heart, his hand stirring a cup of warm chocolate.

Rubby delivered a cup of the drink to Arya.

"I'll continue my work for a while, won't I?" Rubby asked her husband for permission.

"It's a good thing I'm here, so I know who the woman Bara likes. And it turns out it was my own wife." Arya muttered while snorting in annoyance. He took his phone back, there were some messages from Mega. Arya read one by one that message.

"Arya, you're mine. Until whenever you're mine. So you never think of turning away from me."

Arya's forehead seems to shrivel up reading the last message from Mega.

"Who does he think he is talking like that? He just so easily turned around and betrayed me." Arya grumbles annoyed, he keeps his phone back in his pants pocket without replying to Mega's messages.

"I belong to Rubby, because Rubby is my wife." His inner.

"I belong to Rubby?" Arya is stunned, she claims herself to belong to Rubby. But...

A few minutes later. Rubby came back to her husband who was still waiting for her, the drinking cup was empty.

"It's over?" Ask Arya.

"Yes, Mas. Let's go home." Take Rubby who looks neat.

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The car drove at a moderate pace, splitting the slightly jammed streets of the capital that afternoon. Arya stepped on the brake as the traffic light in front of her turned red. He glanced at Rubby who seemed to be reading a cake recipe on his phone.

"Rubby, have you known Bara for a long time?" Ask opened a conversation in natara they both.

"Why, Mas?" Rubby looked over, and he didn't hear what her husband said.

"Bara, have you known him for a long time?" Arya repeated her question.

"Master Bara?"

"Why call him Sir?" Ask Arya astonished.

"Why indeed? Can't I blame him for calling him Sir? We always call the visitors at the pastry shop as Mr or Madam." Rubby explained.

"Oh, so?"

"Yes, Mas. I think it's more polite."

"So Rubby only thinks of Bara as a cake shop visitor." Arya said in her heart.

"Master Bara, it's been a few months of loyal customers at our pastry shop." Bright Rubby.

"Is Master Bara Mas Firaz's friend?" Rubby.

"Yes, he's my college friend. We also had time to open a business together." Aryan Sahut.

"Is Bara always trying to get close to you?" Ask Arya.

"near? Meanin?" Rubby asked back while allowing his glasses to go down slightly.

"Forget it, assume I've never asked you that question." Tukas Aryans. Rubby could only look at her husband in wonder.

Arya returns her car after the traffic light changes color, both of them back in silence. After traveling for a few minutes, the couple finally reached home.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mama." Arya and Rubby say hello together.

"Vaalaikumsalam. You guys just got home?" Ask Mama Goddess.

"Yes, Ma." Rubby answered while kissing the back of her mother-in-law's hand, followed by Arya.

"Yes Ma, we go to the room first." Pamit Arya while pulling his wife's hand and it did not escape the attention of Mama Dewi.

"Arya was willing to join hands to the room with Rubby, meaning their relationship was progressing." Mama Dewi muttered with a big smile. Because all this time Mama Dewi always saw Arya who walked first if the two went home.

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