Love In Sketches
Finally Meet

"Ma, they're not insulting. But it's like that, so you don't have to be mad." Said Arya, her hands raised and rubbed the arms of Mama Dewi.

"Don't be mad, Ma." He said with a smile.

Mama Dewi took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, the middle-aged woman tried to temper her emotions.

"Let's just sit down." Invite Mama Dewi who re-embraced her son's arm, bringing him to the iron chair that is available in the park.

"Arya, don't you listen to anything people say?" Mama Dewi said after helping Arya to sit down.

"Yes, Mama. You just calm down, and you don't have to be angry. Because Arya's fine." Arya said with a smile on her face.

It seemed like insults would be a no-brainer for him, and Arya had already prepared her heart for this.

Mama Dewi rubbed her son's face with affection.

"Arya, you wait here huh. Mama's thirsty, buy a drink first." His word.

"Arya don't go anywhere, you'll get lost. Wait till Mama comes back." His message. Arya nodded obediently.

"Yes, Ma. Arya wait here."

The Goddess went from there. Before long someone came, he was standing not far from Arya. Looked at the man's face.

"I can finally see your face again, Mom." Inner Rubby.

Rubby was deliberately asking Mama Dewi to invite Arya out, he was eager to meet with Arya. Since Rubby's spell, Arya never wanted to see him again.

Rubby's feet stepped forward, Rubby took a seat beside Arya but remained within safe distance. Rubby was still looking at that face, the face he had been missing for months. While Arya had yet to realize who was sitting next to her.

"Assalamuala'ikum, Mas Firaz." Sapa Rubby's. Arya froze hearing a familiar voice greeting her.

"Guil, Rubby." He replied after a moment of silence.

"It turns out I still remember my voice." Rubby.

"Yes, because you're the only one who calls me Mas Firaz." Aryan Sahut. Rubby smiled a little.

"How's Mas Firaz doing?" Ask Rubby

"I? I wasn't okay after Mas said the word talaq to me." Rubby answered honestly. Arya budging.

"Rubby, please respect my decision." Arya said later.

"And I ask Mas Firaz to take care of my feelings." Tympal Rubby. The two fell silent again with straight-forward eyes.

Actually there are many words that Rubby wants to say to the man he loves, but so next to Arya. The words he had composed evaporated just like that.

"Andika says there's a guy who likes you." Arya's words made Rubby look over.

"Who?" Rubby frowned.

"Doctor Malik." Rubby immediately let out a rough breath hearing the man's name. Especially considering that suddenly the man proposed to her last night.

"Evening Doctor Malik proposed to me." Rubby said as he was, Arya's body stiffened at him, but then she smiled.

"Then be safe. When are you getting married?" Ask Arya.

"There will be no marriage between me and her, because I refused her proposal." Rubby.

"You refused? Why?" Ask Arya astonished.

"Because I've decided not to marry again. If I have to get married, I'm just waiting for my ex-husband." Rubby then got up from his seat.

"I'm sorry, Mas. Assalamuala'ikum." Pamphitt.

"Getishalight." Arya flirted, why is Rubby still expecting himself? Though there was another man who was much better, even that man had dared to propose to her?

Rubby walked to the parking lot where his motorbike was parked there. Rubby put his helmet back on and sat on the bike.

"Hopefully after this Mas Firaz will be sensitive." He muttered before he drove his two-wheeled vehicle away from the park.

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