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“Assalamualaikum ... “ said Maira when entering a house that he will occupy with Arga.
As he said in his heart a moment ago. That, there will be no first night between her and Arga. Se after the wedding, now the two immediately slide towards the house that has been prepared by Arga after marriage.
And, yes, this is how it is. All the decor even the longest photo in every corner of the house was a pre-wedding photo between Arga and Rachel. Not Maira.
Sick, don't ask again. But Maira tried to be ordinary, and self-conscious of the destiny she was living.
“Walaikumsalam .. “ replied Arga while putting some of Maira's belongings into the house.
“Mai, sorry if—“
“It's okay Ar, I get it. Relax,” said Maira quickly cut off Arga's words as if she knew what the man was going to say.
“Tomorrow morning, I promise I'll get rid of all those photos. But, tonight, we rest first huh. I swear I'm tired, Mai. From yesterday pacing mandir Jakarta Bandung and take care of all his,” complained Arga with his tired face look.
Maira understood, she could only nod her head trying to understand what her best friend was feeling.
“Where is my room?” maira asked immediately made Arga speechless.
My room? Makes Arga's heart feel a little weird and stuffy. Why did Maira ask for her room? Is that a sign, the woman doesn't want a room with her? Thought Arga in the heart.
‘Perhaps, he still needs time,’ muttered Arga in his heart, trying to think positively.
“You want below or above?” tanya Arga gives options, “The main room is below, there.” Her urge pointed at one of the rooms that were right near the stairs.
“On the second floor, there are also two rooms. The facilities alone, just the ones below, are a little wider. Where do you want?”
Sighing his breath with a little weight, Maira finally chose the room that was above, because surely the main room will be used by Arga and Rachel. And Maira did not want to get hurt again, if entering the room and it was decorated in such a way about both.
Perhaps, Maira would not be able to, therefore, she chose the safe path and immediately went to the second floor.
“I am above aja,” answered with a smile.
Arga nodded his head, there was a slight sense of unwillingness for him if he had to part the room. But Arga tries to respect Maira, as it may be hard for the girl to accept herself as husband.
Arga doesn't want to force Maira again for his sake. It seems, he was already very guilty for forcing Maira to marry him and cancel the sermons of the Hilal gus.
And now, as much as possible Arga will make Maira feel comfortable and not depressed anymore by her.
“Maira ... “ call Arga when seeing Maira about to climb stairs.
“Hemm,” the girl turned her head and looked at the man who was already her husband status with a plain look.
“Goodnight,” said Arga made a smile on Maira's face a little sunrise, “Thanks for your choice.”
Again, Maira nodded her head, “Sama Arga,” answered her then she immediately climbed the stairs with a feeling that is very difficult to interpret.
Various feelings are now in his heart. Like a nano candy that has a strange and mixed taste, now that's what he feels. Sad, happy, sick there was also a bit of a happy vibe that he felt.
I don't know, it feels so strange, and he can only resign to the path he will pass in front of him.
‘Allah with me. Bismilah .. “ muttered Maira when she was about to enter one of the rooms on the second floor.
...~To be continue ......