Love In Sketches
Can't!

"I'm sorry, Brother." Intan clasped Rubby's hand.

"Intan, don't keep apologizing. My sister is uncomfortable. It's not your fault anyway." Rubby replied to his sister's hand.

"It's fate that Brother is married to Mas Firaz." Reciprocity.

"Obviously our relationship has improved." Rubby smiled knot.

"Sister, if there's anything, please tell me. Brother don't hold it by yourself."

"Yes, Intan." The two embrace each other.

Meanwhile, in Rubby's room, Arya opened the closet to store the shirt that will be worn tomorrow to work so as not to tangle. But something caught his attention. A book is seen tucked between his wife's clothes.

"The book..." Arya remembers, it was the book she was about to read on her wedding day but suddenly Rubby snatched it away.

"What is the content of the book?" Arya looks curious.

"If I read it, will Rubby get angry?" Arya becomes upset herself, between curiosity but fear that Rubby will be angry if he sees the contents of the book.

Clamps, the door to the room is open. Rubby went back to his room.

"What is Firaz doing?" Rubby asked as she approached her husband, who was standing in front of an open closet.

"I just kept my shirt here." Arya replied pointing towards her shirt hanging there.

"Rubby, can I ask you something?" Ask later.

"What's up, Mom?" Ruby asked back.

"The book, what's it about? Can I see it?" Ask Arya, now her hand is pointing towards the thick-bound book. Rubby followed her husband's direction. His eyes immediately opened.

"Can't!" Rubby's reflexes screamed and closed his closet, Arya linking her eyebrows together.

"Why is your expression always like that when it comes to the book?" Ask Arya astonished.

"But you can't see it! If you see it, I'll be mad." Rubby cried without caring about her husband's questions.

The book is full of sketches of Arya's face, would she answer if Arya asked? Moreover, as far as Rubby knows, Arya does not know that it is a sketch of her face. She would have another man in her heart.

"I'm not going to see it." Rather than argue, Arya chose to budge and left from there, she laid her body on the bed.

"Let's sleep Rubby, it's night." Arya said to disperse Rubby's daydream.

"Yes, Mum." Rubby lies down next to Arya.

They stared blankly at the ceiling of the room, busy with their own thoughts.

"I'm getting more and more curious about what the book is about." Inner Aryan.

"Did I throw away or burn all the books? Nope, no. I've been working hard on it for six months. But what if Mas Firaz sees it later?" Inner Rubby.

Elsewhere, a man was looking at a white gold ring decorated with jewels on it. A very beautiful ring, it looks shiny in the light. A ring that was purposely in his message to someone very special.

"Rubby, you're gonna love this ring. And soon you'll be mine." Her speech.

"And if you accept me, without waiting for long I will marry you immediately." The man smiled as he shadowed the face of his beloved girl.

Morning

As usual Andika was busy in the kitchen making breakfast for his wife.

"Is every morning like this?" Mama Dewi asked in surprise when she saw the son was cooking, while Intan so faithfully waited for him. Mother Maya indeed deliberately invited Mama Dewi to the kitchen to see the behavior of the young couple.

"Yes, Andika always does it because Intan always asks for it." Answer Mother Maya.

"I didn't know my son could cook." The Mama Dewi.

"Andika took the initiative to learn to cook when Intan wanted to eat his cooking." Said Mother Maya. Mama Dewi nodded her head, feeling proud of her second son. Although he was young, but Andika always attach importance to the feelings of his wife.

"At least Andika became a responsible husband and also understanding to his wife. Unfortunately Arya can't be like that." Mama Dewi breathed a heavy sigh. Why can't Arya be like Andika? His eldest son is why it is so difficult to be close to his wife. It has been more than a month married they have not even had a husband and wife relationship.

"Not to be compared with Arya. Andika and Intan already love each other when married, while Arya and Rubby? They just met but we married. But at least Arya didn't do anything rude and hurt Rubby. That's enough as a good start to their relationship." Said Mother Maya, she tried to understand the position of Arya and Rubby. If they haven't been able to get close, it's also not their fault entirely.

And actually Bakti's father and Mother Maya already know how the relationship between Arya and Rubby, because secretly Mama Dewi always gave a report about the relationship of her son and daughter-in-law. The same thing Mother Maya did, reporting to Mama Dewi how Andika and Intan behave there.

"Yes, I get it. But Rubby's pretty, isn't Arya tempted in one bed with Rubby?" Mama Dewi curious. Without him knowing, Arya once held herself back desperately not to pounce on his wife when Rubby put on lingerie from her.

"It's not time yet." Sahut Mother Maya.

"Oh, we'd better have breakfast. I made breakfast earlier with Rubby." Continue Mother Maya while pulling the hand of Mama Dewi.

"You've made breakfast? Why not take me? Can I help you?" Ask Mama Dewi streak.

"You're a guest here." Sahut Mother Maya short.

"Yes, but I do..."

"It has. You just sit down." Mother Maya forced Mama Dewi to sit on a chair.

"Where is your husband and our first children?" Mama Dewi was surprised there was no one at the dinner table.

"Maybe they're still in the room. I'll call my husband first." Mother Maya moved from there.

"Andika, hurry!" The new Intan came from the kitchen.

"Yes, just a minute." Andika brought her plate of fried rice.

"Hurry, your son and I are hungry." Rengek Intan while sitting next to his mother-in-law. While Mama Dewi was only a spectator, the behavior of the young couple seemed to be his entertainment this morning.

Arya and Rubby join in.

"Good morning everyone." Sapa Rubby's.

"August, Brother!" Reply Intan with a mouth full of food. The pregnant woman started her breakfast first.

Rubby and Arya sit opposite Andika and Intan. Arya's eyes glanced at Intan's plate, why did the food on the pregnant mother's plate look different?

"Intan, why is your breakfast different?" Ask Arya.

"This is special for me, brother. Andika cooked it." Answer Intan.

"Andika cook?" Arya was dumbfounded, turning her eyes to Andika.

"When have you been cooking?" Ask.