Love In Sketches
Aryan Wife

"I'm not sure Mega will just let go of her lover, let alone Mega still loves Mas Firaz..." Rubby said he felt doubt.

"I don't care. You're obviously my wife now, and you mean a lot to me." Strictly Aryan, he pulls Rubby into his arms.

Did Firaz say I meant something to him? Did ya?

"Take me off, Mom." Rubby pushes Arya's body slowly until her embrace is released.

"You don't want me to hug?" Arya asked in a disappointed tone.

"Finish Mas Firaz with Mega. Just hugged me." Rubby. I heard her husband breathing heavily.

"Well if that's what you want." The answer.

Arya walked towards the closet, picking up a stel of her sportswear.

"Where is Firaz going?" Ask Rubby.

"I want to run in the morning. You wanna come?" Today is a holiday, as usual Arya always runs in the morning around the complex where she lives.

"No, Mas. I'm just at home." Answer Rubby. The girl had no interest at all in the so-called morning run. He prefers to make breakfast in the kitchen if the day is off.

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Rubby was busy with his kitchen utensils. Put various cooking ingredients into a pan that is on the stove. The aroma is so evocative setika burst in the kitchen.

"Mama's daughter-in-law, very diligent. Early in the morning we cooked." Mama Dewi just entered the kitchen.

"Good morning, Ma." Greet Rubby with a brief smile and refocus on his cooking.

"August, baby. What are you cooking? It's delicious." Ask Mama Dewi while peeking towards the pan.

"Only fried noodles for breakfast later." Answer Rubby.

"Only fried noodles but the smell is as good as this. It's lucky that Arya has a wife who cooks like you." Praise her mother-in-law.

"Mama, don't overdo it."

"Open too much, but it's a fact of the matter." Mama Dewi then shifted her gaze.

"Rubby, what's your eye?" Ask Mama Dewi who just realized her pair of daughter-in-law's eyes look damp behind her glasses.

"Oh, this... It was painful to cut onions, Ma." Rubby answered a little nervously.

"Correctly because of onions? Not because of the others? Your husband maybe?" Ask Mama Dewi who looked suspiciously at her.

"Yes, Ma. Onion culprit. Why bring a husband? Firaz doesn't exist." Shall Rubby.

"Where is your husband going?"

"A morning run, Ma."

Rubby turned off the stove because the taste of the cooking was ripe.

"It's ripe, Rubby wants to put this on the dinner table first yes, Ma. Soon Mas Firaz will be home."

"Let Mama help."

The father-in-law and son-in-law arranged the dinner table together.

Ting Tong's. There was a bell from outside. The two women looked at him at the same time.

"Who came this early in the morning?" Mama Dewi. Rubby sniffed his shoulder.

"Let Rubby open the door."

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Ting Tong's.

"Yes, just a minute." Sounds authentic from within.

Clamps, doors open. A hijab-wearing and bespectacled girl stood in the doorway. The two women stood face to face and looked surprised. The two eyes met, staring at each other in wonder.

"You? You weren't the waitress at the cake shop yesterday? What are you doing here?" Ask Mega first. He is surprised to see Rubby at Arya's house.

"Mega...? I'm..."

"This is my lover's house. Why are you here?" Mega interrupts first before Rubby answers.

"I'm..."

"Rubby... Who's coming?" Again, Rubby did not have time to answer, Mama Dewi approached and joined the two girls.

"Auntie Goddess. Good morning." Good morning." Sapa Mega while smiling.

"Mega? You're here? When did you get back from Paris?" Ask Mama Goddess. The middle-aged woman was a little surprised to see the arrival of Mega early in the morning at her house. He also did not know if Mega was back.

"I arrived yesterday, Auntie." Answer Mega.

"It's I brought souvenirs for Auntie." Mega gave away the paper bag it carried. The Goddess Mama accepted it.

"Thank you, Mega. You shouldn't bother like this." Legally.

"Absolutely not, Auntie. Um... Can I come in?" Ask Mega. He ignored Rubby who was standing next to Mama Dewi.

"Please. Please come in." Mama Dewi opened the door wider. Mega stepped in, landing her body on the guest sofa.

"Rubby make a drink first." Pamit Rubby who immediately went to the kitchen, Mama Dewi did not have time to prevent it.

"Where's Arya, Auntie?" Mega asked while circulating her gaze. But he did not find the figure he was looking for.

"Arya's running in the morning." Mama Dewi answered, sitting opposite her.

Rubby returned with two cups of warm tea.

"Please drink." He said as he placed the cup in front of Mega.

"Thank you." Mega. Rubby smiled faintly and put one more cup in front of Mama Dewi.

"Are you the waiter in this house?" Ask Mega to Rubby. Rubby and Mama Dewi were shocked to hear it. Maybe because the apron is still attached to his clothes, Mega so think Rubby is a servant?

"He's not a waiter!" Sahut Mama Dewi, then pulled Rubby's arm to sit next to him.

"Who is he then? Yesterday I found out she was a waitress at a cake shop." Said Mega, then grabbed his drinking cup.

"He's Rubby, Arya's wife." Mama Dewi answered while embracing her daughter-in-law's shoulder.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!" Megalo chokes on his drink. Mama Dewi just stared flat at him.

"Tante said what? She who?" Mega asked, his index finger raised towards Rubby as if he could not believe what he had just heard.

"Name Rubby. And he's Aunt's son-in-law, aka Arya Firaz's wife." Mama Dewi said with emphasis on each word.

"Aunty kidding?!" Seru Mega who immediately rose from his seat.

"Tante wasn't kidding, it's true that Rubby is Arya's wife. If you don't believe, just ask Arya directly." Mama Dewi replied calmly. While Rubby was quiet, he didn't talk.

Mega's pair of eyes looked at Rubby from head to toe. This woman is so ordinary, look at her appearance. Only use a long robe and plain hijab and glasses on his face. So ancient. It is very different if he is compared. There was no way Arya would want to marry a woman like this.

"Auntie must be lying! There's no way Arya would marry a village woman like her." Tukas Mega's.

"Don't insult Aunt's daughter-in-law." Mama Dewi woke up from her seat.

"Rubby is a fine woman, unlike you!" Mama Dewi.

"What does Aunt mean? I'm a good woman too. I'm a famous model, and she's just a waitress at a cake shop!" Mega said not to lose.