
The heat of the morning sun touched my cheeks. Someone opened the window. Arcs with wet hair bare-chested, wearing only drawstring pants and a towel-clad brought me a glass of water.
"Wake up to sleep make it a habit to drink a glass of warm water," said Arka while putting a glass of water on the nightstand. The drinking bottle I had prepared for him last night was also only a quarter.
Last night I was so sleepy that I forgot what time I was asleep.
Huh huh? At that moment I sat down, didn't I sleep on the chair last night because the mattress was occupied by Arka? Then how am I supposed to be on this bed? As soon as I peeked at my body under the covers, I was still fully dressed, in pajamas with pants and long sleeves. What did Arka do to me? I started messing with my hair and my mind somewhere. If anything happens, it shouldn't be a problem because Arka is my husband. It's hard to believe I'm a wife now.
"You don't want to get up, keep showering?" ask Arka who makes me more worried.
"Why do you need shampooing?" I pretend to relax.
"Yesterday your hair on the spray does not gatel and feel stiff?" ask Arka with a smile.
I then got out of bed drinking the water that Arka had provided and rushed to the bathroom.
"What the hell are you, Kas? cook your husband who wakes up first. Ngisin-isini !" mom said naggingly when I was going to breakfast but I stayed silent at night.
"No papa ma'am, Love is sleepy, exhausted" said Arka defending me without asking.
Mother then left us both breakfast, there was an overwhelming sense of awkwardness at the moment. I didn't want to imagine what happened between us last night but the thought just kept filling my brain.
"That night or sleeping in a chair, why did I get up in bed in the morning?" ask me to open the conversation.
"The other night I woke up because I wanted to drink, then I moved you to bed" Arka said casually.
"Continue?" my many.
"We sleep together" replied Arka as if this was not something strange.
"Trues
s?" insist again.
"Keep you hope for what?" arka said as she brought her face closer to mine and bit her lower lip.
I tried to put my face back but Arka laughed mischievously. Are we just sleeping together? I tried to avoid it by cleaning the dishes and cutlery earlier. As much as possible I should avoid Arka in order to avoid his perverted thoughts.
And confusion led me to Rayi's house which was far away from my house. Where else would I complain if not to him. I told him all my anxiety.
"Girl, yes reasonable dong. Good in fact, you are husband and wife should be so," said Rayi when I confided about last night.
"I'm not comfortable at all, Ra." I said.
"You're weird, this kind of thing was reported to me. Saru !" rayi said that made me more stressed. Then who do I tell? If I tell my mom, she'll nag me all day.
Finally I decided to go home and again got a scolding from my mother. I don't think it's appropriate for a wife to wander around without her husband's permission and it turns out that when I go to Rayi's, Arka's looking for me. It's all getting uncomfortable because of the increasing rules in my life. It feels very strange to be with Arka anywhere.
I went back to my room confused as to what to do. Then Arka came, she then grabbed my hand while smiling shyly. Arka then raised her hand to my face to kiss. However, as he advanced his face, I suddenly restrained his body. Arkapun immediately rewinded his face, not so kissing.
"What do you want?" I asked while whispering and impressed a little fierce.
"Well, what's in your head?" reply Arka right next to the ear.
"Ka, please, "I said begging for nothing.
"Kas, I know how you are. This marriage you never imagined before. I won't touch you if you're not ready. Last night I moved you to the bed, kept me sleeping on the chair," Arka said very gently to me.
"You sleep there, but don't tell anyone, I want to go home, I want to sleep in my house" Arka said.
Then, Arka finally landed her kiss on my forehead very romantically.
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"Love, piye to nduk, nduk." again the sound of mother's wrath woke me up
"What's wrong, ma'am?" manya lazy.
"Your husband is sick and sleeps well" said the mother with an angry face.
"Well, what told you to sleep, he was fine" I said, sitting with my eyes closed.
"Where is he now?" asking mom is like testing me.
"So he said he wanted to go home" I replied as I was.
"Udah, Love should not be scolded. They just got married yesterday so it's only natural that they are still shocked, exhausted as well," the voice of Bu Gendis and I finally opened my eyes.
"Arka at home, her body is hot. Maybe he wants to talk so go home. The entry was just a window jump." said Bu Gendis with a laugh.
Finally Miss Gendis took me home. With a few change of clothes I went there. Maybe I'll wander between my house and Arka's house.
Upon entering his room, Arka is seen lying on the bed. I stretched my hand to touch his forehead. Standard procedure to check body temperature and determine fever or not. His body was hot, pity Arka must have been last night he was not comfortable sleeping in a chair even though he was tired all day. Suddenly Arka pulled my hand and put it on her cheek.
"Ma, sister is so dizzy," he said with his eyes still closed.
"Have you taken your medicine?" askaku.
"Ma, sister doesn't want to take medicine. Just drink a lot of warm water," said Arka still think that I'm Miss Gendis.
I slowly took my hand off her cheek. I went to see Ms. Gendis and asked for warm water in the basin and a small towel to compress and warm water for Arka to drink.
"Take the flask to the room" said Bu Gendis
"The body is not too hot, if painstakingly compressed the same drinking warm water must quickly subside," said I sok-sokan know the world of nursing.
"I don't know why, it's been quite a few years now Arka is very difficult to take medicine" said Bu Gendis complaining.
I rushed back to the room, dipped the towel into the basin, squeezed it and then stuck it on Arka's forehead. His hands occasionally clasped my hands and as delirious as he said, "Ma, sister must be cured right?".
This spoiled child, just a fever but like having a severe pain. I took the towel on his forehead and I moved it to his nape. Arka then asked for a drink and I poured water into a glass for her. He then sat down and opened his eyes and with a shocked expression looked at me.
"Love? I thought you were my mom" she said wrongly.
"Yes, brother. It's love, not mama" I said teasing her and holding out a glass to her.
He then drank but his eyes continued to look at me with a smile.
"That means tonight you're bobo here?" he said while patting the pillow with a nosy smile.
A lump of regret arose because I dared to tease her. Surely he will try to retaliate with the nosy deeds of his son. Gosh, why is this as complicated and ridiculous as this household.