Marrying the Old Virgin

Marrying the Old Virgin
Not Old but Mature


Bian slammed the door hard when he arrived home to make Alisha gasp. She was very emotional to see what her mother had done to her and Alisha.


As soon as he left his meeting place with Diandra, he had already decided he would not listen to what his mother had to say anymore, if it had anything to do with Alisha. He promised his wife that no matter how hard they tried to separate the two of them, Bian would not let that happen.


Alisha had tried to calm her husband, but seeing her overwhelming anger, Alisha chose silence. Just this time she saw the angry husband. He just showed his warm attitude and gentleness even to their kitchen staff.


Brakkkk


“Mama!” bian's screams filled the living room of his house.


Not finding his mother anywhere, Bian switched to calling David, his secretary.


"Is mom in the office, Vid?”


David's reply made him hang up and press the button on his phone again. This time he called the driver who used to drive his mother.


“Pak, do you still drive Mama?” ask Bian politely.


Again the answer he got did not make him satisfied, because the driver was not with his mother.


“Where is mama actually?” shouted again.


Alisha, who had been watching her husband, now ventured to approach and embrace Bian.


“Darling, I'm fine. I believe in you.” entertain Alisha.


“But mama has gone too far, darling. He purposely gave you a useless file so you could see me with Diandra”.


Alisha was silent for a moment, but immediately put on her smiling face.


“Mmm.what if we leave now?” Alisha.


“Hm? Departing where?”


“Bali”


Alisha explains to Bian that when she was asked to cancel their plane ticket, she had to drop it. At first he wanted to obey Bian by canceling it, but the soul of ‘sayang and mending’ Alisha thrashed.


For Bian to throw away the ticket money and the hotel is very ordinary and small, but for Alisha it is the same as throwing away his hard work. Seeing that there was a schedule withdrawal feature on the application that he used to book tickets and hotels, he chose to resign the time of his departure.


And it seems like his plan to ease Bian's emotions worked. Bian, who had been burning with emotion, had now turned into a sumringah.


“How are you sure we can leave again? Could I really meet and can not go cepet-cepet” asked Bian wonder.


At first Alisha was hesitant when rewinding their schedule. He had no idea how long the company would run. Finally, he just obeyed his instincts. Whether lucky or not, they could leave that day.


***


After stopping the search for her mother, and no longer paying attention to her mother's nagging, Bian and Alisha left for Bali, without saying goodbye and without telling anyone. Fortunately Alisha had not unpacked all the suitcases they were packing, so they just left.


Bian accidentally asks Alisha to turn off their phone, so that the mother does not disturb them by calling all the time. He was also desperate to leave by online taxi so that anyone did not know their departure. He only tells David that he and Alisha went to visit Alisha's parents.


Alisha felt bad about doing that. He could predict his in-laws would go berserk and say things that were more painful than before. But he also could not fight Bian. He closed his eyes and focused only on his honeymoon.


When she idly activates her phone when Bian doesn't see it, Alisha sees fifty-six missed calls coming in on her phone, and all just from her in-law number.


Alisha swallowed her saliva, even she was suddenly anxious as if her in-laws would appear suddenly and grab her hair like in a soap opera. He peeked at one of the messages from his mother through the window of the phone screen, and he felt a cold heat all over his body.


How dare you honeymoon without my permission! I'll make a calculation with you, you fucking girl!”


The words in his new message were much more painful than before.


Street girl! How dare you ignore my message!


Alisha! I will destroy you with my hands!


And many more. Alisha held her breath and chose to turn off her phone again. He wanted to ignore his evil father-in-law even for a day. He wanted to try to enjoy life as Bian's wife, not the daughter-in-law of the Herdianto family.


Bian entered the hotel room and saw his wife daydreaming with her cell phone.


“Darling, kok daydreaming. What's up?”


“Hm? No.. Do you want to shower now?”


Bian covered his mouth with his long fingers. While Alisha was surprised to see her husband who suddenly showed a different attitude.


“Yang, what are you doing?” alisha asked with laughter.


“You are getting bolder because” replied Bian still with his hand covering his mouth.


“How dare you mean?”


Alisha asked because she did not understand her husband's intention of saying he was getting bolder. Did he know that he was ignoring his mother, so he said that? Alisha at the time.


“You asked, do I want to take a shower first.”


Now it was Alisha's turn to close her gaping mouth. He realized the direction of the conversation.


“Yeah, you base tuh.” said Alisha while shy.


Bian hugged his wife from behind as he tried to leave her at the time. The warmth they felt at the time led them into deep talk for the second time in their lives.


“Darling, you know that I love you regardless of who you are?” bian asked from behind Alisha's back.


“Mm..”


“You know that I will keep trying to keep you?” ask again.


Alisha just nodded. Then Bian flipped over Alisha's body, now they are facing each other.


The dim light of the room lamp makes the faces of both look more clearly visible. The room also felt more romantic and shahdu. Bian also used her to give her first kiss that night.


“I love you, dear” said Bian gently while looking into the eyes of Alisha who began to glaze over.


“I love you more, dear” replied Alisha in a sad tone.


“Why is your voice so, hm?” bian asked who felt his wife would soon shed tears.


Alisha shook her head slowly. Her tears, which she had endured from the first moment, were now forced to escape and slide down from the corner of her eye.


“Hey, why are you crying?” bian asked, wiping away Alisha's tears.


“I'm just happy, because you're now by my side”


Bian smiled and pulled his wife into his arms. Wearing his wife's fine hair, he rubbed Alisha's back to calm her heart. And he began to kiss his wife's forehead gently, kiss her eyes, nose, and ended up kissing Alisha's still-soaked lips.


The intense night, which began with a warm deep talk, now turned into the first night of their marriage.