Love In Sketches
Realizing Feelings

Her night.

Arya threw her body on the bed, they just finished dinner. Rubby sat next to him.

"Does my leg still hurt? Want me to massage again?" Ask. Arya nodded.

"Can." The answer. There is no harm in re-enjoying a wife massage. Think Arya. Even though his leg no longer hurts.

Rubby started massaging her husband's legs. Arya looked at him with an indescribable look.

"Rubby, plain girl and what it is. Rubby is so beautiful even without make up. And Rubby is mine, she's my wife." Inner Arya muttered. Arya sat up from her initial lying position.

"Why Mas? Is my massage not good?" Rubby asked, his hand stopping his activities.

"No. Continue to massage it." Aryan Pinta. Rubby complied, and resumed her massage at her husband's feet.

"Rubby, I don't want to see you close to another man." Arya said after a while the two fell silent. Rubby turned his head, his pair of eyebrows seemed to be clinging to each other.

"Close to another man? I've never been close to any man, Mom." Said astonished.

"Yes, maybe you feel that way. But not with those guys." Tukas Aryans.

"Who are you talking about?" Rubby's face looks full of questions.

"Whoever. Anyway I don't allow you to be close to any man because you're my wife." Arya said with emphasis. Rubby looked in wonder at her husband, but then he nodded slowly.

"Yes, Mum." The answer.

"It has. You better take a break. It's already night." Arya said later.

"Yes, Mum."

Rubby went to her dresser, and began removing her hijab.

"Who exactly did Mas Firaz mean?" Rubby wondered in his heart.

"Mas Firaz forbade me from being close to another man when I was never close to anyone. And Mas Firaz? He's still in touch with Mega, even delirious about her name..." Inner Rubby.

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Although only a dim light shone through the room, Arya could still see clearly the face of his wife. Slowly his fingers stroked that face with a touch as light as a feather.

"Why does it feel like my heart doesn't accept when another man praises you? Why does it feel like I'm having trouble breathing when another guy says he likes you?"

Arya stared inside that innocent face, a second later she flinched.

"Am I jealous? And subconsciously I've fallen in love with you?"

The young man was silent, was he really in love with his wife?

Rubby was seen moving slowly, probably because he felt a touch on his face. But instead of stopping, Arya's fingers still stroked that face.

A pair of Netra Rubby.

"Mass?"

"Why awake? Am I bothering you?" Ask Arya.

Rubby's eyes glanced at Arya's fingers on her face.

"No, why hasn't Mas slept?" Rubby asked back.

"It's okay." Arya got rid of the bolster that had been a barrier between them all along. Then grab Rubby into his arms. The girl was shocked by her husband's treatment.

Cup.

One warm kiss landed on Rubby's forehead, leaving the girl again shocked. Arya leaned her wife's head against his chest.

"Sleep, it's still midnight." He said in a whisper.

"Hopefully this is not a dream. Even if it's mimipi, I never want to wake up again." Rubby raised her hand and returned her husband's embrace. Comfort felt so much to him. This is what he wanted from the beginning of their marriage, Arya hugged him while sleeping. His body was getting drowned in Arya's arms.

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The sound of a cellphone alarm makes Arya wake up, reach the phone and turn off the alarm. Seeing Rubby who was still in his arms, it meant that all night they both slept hugging.

Arya tries to move her hand, which Rubby makes a pillow, but her movements wake up.

"Mass? Is it dawn?" Rubby asked while gathering his consciousness.

"Yes, the alarm on your phone went off." Answer Arya. Rubby woke up from his sleep. The origin of her long hair. But it made her look sexy in Arya's eyes, her husband didn't even blink when he saw her.

"I took a shower first, Mom." Pamit Rubby while going to the bathroom.

"Why does Rubby look so sexy? I think I saw it ordinary yesterday. Except when she's wearing mama's lingerie." Arya then woke up from her sleep.

"I think I'm in love with Rubby. But how does Rubby feel about me? Would she return my feelings if she knew I loved her?"

Meanwhile in the bathroom. Rubby's face is seen blushing in the mirror reflection, remembering last night Arya kissed and also hugged him while sleeping.

"Hopefully after this every night Mas Firaz hugged me and there was no longer any distance between us." Rubby said with a hopeful smile.

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Rubby folded again once she finished performing the congregational dawn prayer with her husband.

"Where are you going?" Arya asked who saw Rubby about to leave the room.

"I'm gonna make breakfast, Mom." Answer Rubby.

"No need, there's been a waiter who did that." Arya sat on the side of the bed.

"Come here." Call her. Rubby complied and approached her husband.

"What's up, Mom?" Rubby asked who was standing in front of Arya.

"My company sleeps a little while." Arya put her body back on the bed.

"Yes?" Rubby listened to her husband's request. It's not unusual for Arya to ask for it in bed again.

"Come, Rubby." Arya patted the empty spot beside her. Despite doubts Rubby came back closer, then went to lie next to Arya.

"Open your hijab." Aryan Pinta. Rubby opened his hijab. Arya's fingers slowly touched and gently stroked the face before her, Rubby biting her lower lip. What exactly does her husband want?

"Are you scared?" Arya asked who realized his wife's face had turned pale.

"Ti.. No, Mas. L'm... Just nervous." Answer Rubby. Arya smiled at her smile. His wife is so funny. Though every day they have slept together, but even look nervous when he just touched his face.

"How about I kiss your lips?" Arya asked in a seductive tone, her fingers moved to Rubby's red lips. Rubby instantly widened his eyes and sat down.

"Don't do that." Rubby.

"Why?" Arya got up and sat down.

"Because I still love other women. So don't ever kiss my lips, if Mas still says another woman's name." Rubby said, his vision changed. Recalling the night where Arya who kept delirious name Mega.

"Another woman? What Mega do you mean?"

"Yes." Yeah." Rubby lowered his gaze, but Arya grabbed his chin until the two looked back.

"Listen, Rubby. I don't have any feelings for Mega." Arya said, Rubby shook his head slowly.