Love In Sketches
Wants Back

It's been two days that Rubby has been secretly waiting for the arrival of her husband. Every afternoon, he stands next to the window of the room and Arya may come to see him. But what was expected did not come.

Rubby, who at first thought of living apart, will make Arya forget about it and finally end their marriage. But it was he who was even more tormented. Arya also did not contact and sent him a message.

Though Arya deliberately did that, so that Rubby can calm his heart first. And once Rubby calms down, she'll apologize and ask him to stay together again.

Without feeling finally a pair of eyes Rubby was closed.

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Arya was already standing at the door of Bakti's father's house. The man let out a long sigh before knocking on the door of the house. He'll have to neutralize his heartbeat first, and prepare himself if Rubby resists.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

"Assalamualaik." Arya said hello.

"Getishalight." Someone said from within.

"Aryan?" Mother Maya opens the door.

"Mother." Arya kisses the back of Mother Maya's hand.

"Where have you been Arya, why have you come now?" Ask her mother-in-law.

"Sorry Mother. Arya just came now, Arya waited for Rubby's anger to subside first. Arya doesn't want Rubby to drive Arya out anymore." Arya replied with a bitter smile on her face. Mother Maya looked pity at her daughter-in-law. He and Bakti's father already know what reason Rubby refused the presence of Arya, Intan who has told him.

"Come, come in." Take Mother Maya.

"Yes, Mother."

Arya landed her body on the guest sofa.

"Delay get Rubby?"

"No Mother." Prevent Aryan.

"Why? Didn't you come to see Rubby?" Ask Mother Maya wonder.

"Arya wants to talk to Bakti's father first." Answer Arya.

"Oh, so. Hold on, Mommy call Daddy first." Mother Maya passed from there. Arya breathed heavily into the air. He decided to tell Rubby's parents everything. And let Rubby decide about their relationship.

"Aryan..." Greeting Bakti Father who came with Mother Maya.

"Dad..." Arya kissed the back of her father-in-law's hand.

"How are you?" Ask Bakti's father while sitting across from his son-in-law and his wife sitting next to him.

"Less good, Dad." Answer Arya sissily.

"Patience, Arya. At the beginning of a marriage there is always a test."

"Yes, Dad. I actually have something Arya wants to say." Arya said, but the man looked doubtful.

"What's up, Arya?" Ask Bakti's father to look seriously at his son-in-law.

"Dad. Actually...."

"Dad, Mother, forgive Arya..." Arya sat down in front of Bakti's father and Maya's mother. The man just said everything. Everything that happened at the beginning of her marriage to Rubby. About him who in fact is still related to Mega, about his treatment that has been less attention to Rubby. And the last one is about Mega and Bara working together to ruin their relationship. There's nothing covered at all, all Arya says is.

"Dad can understand that you haven't been able to accept Rubby to be your wife. Because after all you did not know each other before and we immediately married. We're guilty of this, too." His speech.

"No Dad. This is not the fault of Father, Mother or Mama. All parents want the best for their children. And now Arya realizes, that Rubby is the best for Arya. Therefore Arya begs Father and Mother please give Arya a chance to correct Aryan mistakes. I want to get back with Rubby..." Arya said heartily, even with her sad eyes.

Bakti's father and Maya Mother looked at each other. Arya seemed really sorry about what happened. His apology was sincere, and they also knew that everything Arya had told him was the real thing.

"You want to get back with Rubby?" Bakti's father asked. Arya nodded, her position still firmly in front of her two in-laws.

"Yes, Dad." The answer.

"Get up, Arya." Arya then sat down next to her father-in-law.

"You want to keep coming back, even though Rubby hates you?" Ask Father again.

"It's okay if Rubby hates Arya. Arya will accept it, because it's all Aryan's fault..." Pasrah. Bakti's father took a deep breath, he felt sorry for Arya.

"Arya, there's actually something I want to ask you."

"What is that, Dad?"

Bakti's father looked at each other again with his wife, Mother Maya then nodded. Bakti's father averted his gaze, looking seriously at Arya.

"Lookin' Arya. Do you know that Bara touched your wife?" Ask. Arya was silent for a moment trying to digest her father-in-law's question.

"Yes, Dad. Then?" Arya asked back.

"There was another man who touched your wife. Even the man saw your wife without her hijab. While all this time Rubby always keep and limit himself from men." Bakti's father paused his words. Arya still took it seriously.

"Are you still willing to accept Rubby as your wife while there are other men touching her? You know, sometimes Rubby's delirious in his sleep, he's dirty and doesn't deserve you anymore. Rubby's also afraid that you're disgusted with him." Continue Bakti's father while looking closely at his daughter-in-law.

Arya was stunned to hear it. The man then shook his head.

"Dad, Arya never thought that way." Sissy speech.

"Rubby is my wife no matter what."

Bakti's father patted his daughter-in-law on the shoulder, knowing that Arya would definitely accept his daughter.

"There's one more thing you should know. Rubby never hated you at all, the reason for rejecting your presence is what I said. Rubby was forced to be cold and a little rude to you, but in his heart he cried doing all that." His speech.

Arya was silent, not a single word came out of her mouth. Only the clear liquid slowly flowing on his face represented his feelings.

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Rubby's room door is open, someone goes in there.

The Maya mother, who saw Rubby asleep, walked up to him. His intention was to wake Rubby up, but his gaze was distracted by a book with a thick cover on Rubby's side.

"What book is this?" Mother Maya flipped through the book. He glanced for a moment at Rubby who was still asleep.

"Rubby, you sleep with a book, and then if the book breaks down because of how?" Mumbled. Mother Maya wanted to keep the book back on the bookshelf, but accidentally the book even fell in an open position. Mother Maya took the book back. But something caught his attention.

"What is this picture?" The middle-aged woman looked seriously at the image that was there. A sketch of the face of a man she knew.