Love In Sketches
Mas Firaz

"Sister?"

Intan's voice resuscitated Rubby's daydream. Not realizing that the two of them had been silent for quite a long time considering the events of that day.

"Why are we both daydreaming?" Intan asked with a small laugh.

"Ehm... Intan, what you did with Andika was a mistake. But it all happened. And you have to fix that mistake. Be a good wife to your husband and be a good mother to your child." Rubby.

"Yes, Brother." Intan replied while nodding slowly.

"But what about Brother?" Tanya Intan later. The young girl was actually worried about her brother.

"Sister will be fine. Didn't mom and dad agree? Mas Firaz is the son of our parents' best friend. And Aunt Goddess, Brother already knows her. Aunt Goddess is a very good person, so her child will definitely not be much different." Rubby said soothingly, he did not want his sister to continue to feel guilty.

Again, Intan just nodded his head.

"Don't think strangely. Brother's gonna be fine."

"Yes, brother. Thank you for being willing to sacrifice for me." Intan widened her hand, grabbing Rubby into her arms.

"Son loves you." Rubby said while gently rubbing his sister's back.

"Intan loves Brother too." Intan returned the hug, and the two hugged for quite a while.

"May I ask you something?" Intan asked as soon as their embrace slipped.

"What?"

"Why did you call Aryan Brother Mas Firaz?" Tanya Intan was curious. Rubby seemed to think for a moment, he also did not know why. Firaz's name suddenly flashed through his mind. But clearly Rubby does like the name that he thinks is unique and rarely people who use the name.

"His name is Arya Firaz, right? So it's not wrong for you to call her last name?" Rubby asked back.

"Yes too? After all it could be a special call for Arya's sister from his wife later." Intan said in a seductive tone.

"What the hell, Intan. I think that call is normal." It was Rubby who hid his smile.

"Mas Firaz." Inner Rubby, while smiling inwardly.

* * *

Wedding day.

Without feeling that day has come. The day awaited by Andika and Intan may also be with Rubby. Not with Arya.

Rubby looked at her reflection in the mirror, she looked so beautiful. Natural makeup, kebaya with sequins and white hijab that she wears add to the natural beauty that she has.

Actually Rubby is beautiful, but all this time Rubby always covers her beauty with glasses on her face and she also never wears any makeup. So it is natural that Arya who was previously used to seeing Mega who is a much more beautiful model than Rubby, because the face of the girl was never touched by make up.

"Gee... Very pretty sister..." Praise Intan, he was stunned to see his brother who looked much different.

"Akh, Diamond. You could have." Rubby's face glimmered at the compliments from his sister.

"So, Brother is so beautiful. I'm sure Arya's sister will fall in love if she sees you like this." Said Intan again. Rubby was stunned to hear that.

In love? Is it true that Arya will fall in love with him if she sees him now?

Akh, Rubby so expect more.

"Em, no-no." Rubby shook his head, dismissing his mind that had thought too far.

"You're beautiful too, Intan. Lucky Andika has a wife like you." Reciprocity.

"Lucky what, brother? I'm just a spoiled girl, I can't cook either." Intan pursed her lips. He is aware of himself who can't do anything.

"Intan, the size of a wife is not just can cook or not. How she treated her husband. And I'm sure you can do your best." Rubby said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother." The two embrace each other.

Meanwhile, at Arya's residence.

Mama Dewi and Andika already look neat and ready to go. But where is Arya? The man was not seen from his nose.

"Where's your sister, Dika?" Ask Mama Goddess.

"I don't know, Ma." Andika snickered her shoulders and shook her head.

"Maybe in the room. Let Dika call." He nodded while stepping.

"Let's just Mama." Prevent Mama Dewi who immediately stepped into Arya's room.

Without knocking on the door, Mama Dewi just went straight into the room. His eyes widened to see his eldest son who still seemed not ready.

"God! Aryan! Why aren't you ready?! The show will soon begin." Omel Mama Dewi who saw Arya still sat daydreaming at her bedside. Arya was shocked because Mama Dewi suddenly entered her room. The man was still wearing his pajama sleep suit last night.

"Ma, Arya isn't..." Arya's words stopped, seeing Mama Dewi standing on her waist in front of her with a sharp gaze that seemed to want to eat her alive.

"Prepare now!" Exclaims. Arya swallowed her saliva, her mother looked terrible.

"Yes, Ma." Again, Arya can only resign. He immediately got up from his seat and dragged his steps towards the bathroom.

"Don't take a long shower, we can be late later!" Shouted Mama Dewi when Arya had just entered the bathroom.

"Yes, Ma." Arya who shut the door. Though he had been thinking all night, and would tell Mama Dewi that he wanted to cancel his marriage with the foreign girl. But once Mama Dewi was in front of him, the courage he had accumulated since last night evaporated just like that.

"Why is my mom so horrible?" Arya shuddered in horror given her mother's expression just now.

A few minutes later...

Arya is ready. His performance was much better than before. Arya was wearing a white shirt, her thick hair had been neatly combed. Makes him look more handsome.

"Is this the right decision I made? Married without love? Not only that, I don't even know him. With Mega who has been in a relationship for six years, I was easily betrayed. Especially Rubby, the woman I don't know at all. Although he looks good, but appearance cannot guarantee a person's heart." His inner.

Arya breathed heavily. He wanted to calm his heart first. Reorganizing his already broken heart. But the problems his sister did actually ensnare him in marriage.

"Sister!" Call Andika, she just went into Arya's room.

"Hey, knock on the door!" Aryan Exclamation. Why do people today just walk into her room?

"No need, we're too late. Come on, Brother." Invite him excitedly, Andika just pulled Arya's hand.

"Andika, freelance. I can walk by myself." Arya stomped her hand, but instead of releasing Andika even tighter pulled her out of the room.