Mr Love Love
Rules After the Wedding

Marry me!

That one word now filled my chest cavity. I tried to convince myself repeatedly that I was really married.

Hhmmm!

Sighing in rough breaths! That was all I could do when I began to realize that I was sitting quietly in a room that was twice as large as my former room. And strangely this house is my own house, the dowry given by him who is now my halal lover.

Should I be happy? Maybe I should be happy. But... I don't like this silence. I also don't like to stay in my room without doing anything. Now I realize I'm the kind of girl who likes challenges. How do I get through this new life? Will the man I married an hour ago free me from activities outside the home? I don't know, I didn't know that myself.

"Aist! This stuff is too heavy." My babble while removing one by one the decorations that are in my head. I don't know his name myself.

"I'm really stupid. I should have followed the woman's desire to remove all the jewelry that was stuck in my body before coming home.

Tired I wouldn't even let him touch my head. It's really ridiculous." My babble again while putting the crown I forcibly removed from my head.

I don't know how many safety pins were punctured in the head covering cloth I used. I was overwhelmed myself to open them one by one. Maybe it was exhaustion that made me a little upset.

Troeeett!

The door opened from outside. For a moment my breath felt irregular. I was so scared that I didn't dare look at the door. He was sure he would ask for his right on our first night, and this made me feel even more terrified. I think I want to scream. I also want to run out of the room with the remnants of the energy I have.

"I thought you were asleep!"

Glekkk!

I swallowed the saliva while enduring the fear. Hearing the reprimand I had not expected made me feel a little relieved. I'm relieved because I'm sure tonight nothing will happen between the two of us, I'm not just guessing the origin. I could tell that from the tone of the man who had officially become my husband.

"Ahhh yes. I mean, I'm not sleepy yet."

"Do you have time? I have something to say! Five minutes is enough."

"Yes, let's talk." Reply while getting up from my sitting position.

Five minutes later I was sitting on the couch downstairs. My face drooped perfectly, I couldn't even look at the beautiful man who was already my husband. She's too adorable and I'm afraid of getting caught up in her beautiful charms.

"Honestly, I don't know what to tell you. In front of Mama's will I lost without being able to argue.

There's a lot I want to talk about. But, look at me? When I saw your face I started to melt like salt in water.

I don't know where to start this conversation. Sitting in front of you right now makes me feel guilty. I'm also feeling cold hot."

"Mas Araf doesn't have to bother me. Say whatever Araf wants. One day, don't do things that will put our two families in conflict. Because if Araf dares to do that, I promise myself, I will be the first enemy of Mas Araf.

I know that Araf was very close to Alan's brother, no matter how close you were, Araf wouldn't be able to prevent me from being reckless." Sayapku.

Sabine... You're really ridiculous. What you said. If Mas Araf is mad at you then you're divorced on the first night of your marriage how is it? I muttered in my heart while looking to the left, I bit my lower lip because I was so sorry to say such nonsense.

A second later I looked at Araf's face, I could see clearly, no happiness emanating from his face. Should I cry? The answer is of course not because I am not a whiny woman who easily complains about everything. Maybe I'm the only pathetic bride who can't see the happiness of her husband's face. It's okay, the important thing is that everyone is happy.

Can this be called sacrifice? Who am I sacrificing for? My life is too precious to be sacrificed, if the one I call my husband cannot accept me as part of his life then it is not my fault.

The cessss!

Our gazes clashed with each other, for a moment I felt my chest pounding so hard, as if my heart was about to jump out. This leafan, this surge, everything still feels like a dream.

I'm not mistaken if I have this weird feeling for Araf? If not to him then to whom else would I be harboring my feelings? Even though we were married for arranged marriages it was still a gift from the Power, and I was very grateful. I murmured in my heart while folding both arms in front of my chest.

I don't know what Araf was thinking? His face changed instantly. He looked worried, from his behavior I could see that he was uncomfortable talking about the problems that were bothering him. I hope this matter does not interfere with our relationship, an old relationship that has turned into a married couple.

Husband-wife?

I want to smile at that word. But all I could do was try to refrain from looking like a silly woman in front of Araf.

"I know it'll be a little hard for you if you hear my nonsense. I will still say it though.

After hearing what I'm about to say, you can insult me as you please, or if you want you can also splash my face with the water in front of you." Araf without burden.

I am still waiting for what will come out next from Mas Araf's speech. Am I bothering him? If so, he shouldn't have to see me. I can live like her shadow, untouchable but always there for her, now and forever.

"You can read this letter first, after that you can say your opinion." Said Araf while putting a brown envelope in front of me.

Truly, I felt excessive worry after seeing the brown envelope, how could I force my will on Mas Araf. The will not hurt each other in speech and action.

"What's the contents of this envelope, mas?"

"A letter!"

"Letter? Wh-wh-what for? Aren't I here? Don't be afraid and just express all the complaints of Araf."

"My lawyer made the letter on my orders a week ago. In it, I will fulfill all my responsibilities regarding matter as your husband."

"Yes, it is the responsibility of the husband. Then, what was the problem until Araf thrust this envelope at me?"

"The problem is that I can't be with you if my heart can't accept your presence.

I'm like a bird, I always fly free suddenly my wings are broken and I'm stuck here. I don't want to spend my life hurting your feelings. I hope our two families won't find out that I'm telling you this, including Alan."

Glekkk!

I could only swallow the saliva, hearing Araf's words made me a little sad. Did marrying me make her life in a cage? I don't want to be that kind of wife.

"So this Envelope contains about the rules after the wedding that Mas Araf deliberately arranged so that we do not interfere with each other's privacy? I accept all the conditions, and I won't say anything to our family." I said while standing up.

"Is Araf finished? Can I go now?" I speak in a soft tone. There was no reply from Mas Araf other than a nod of the head.

A second later I began to walk away from Araf mas, climbing the steps one after another. I don't know why there's a speck of sadness that's lingering in my heart. I feel sad because I know this marriage happened just because both families wanted us to be together. What will be the end of this story I myself can not guess about it, which is clear I will give my whole life to the God who grasps all my business. Allahs.

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