My Mate is Delayed
21. Life Journey

Half an hour had passed, and Tasha and Arga were still in the iron fleet carrying them, Arga had laid on the bed of the fleet and Tasha was still unable to sleep on the sofa there. He was still watching Arga who was afraid that Arga would take him to bed to sleep next to him.

"Until when do you stay there, and don't close your eyes. Our journey will be very long" said Arga to Tasha who continues to open her eyes to stay awake.

"My honor is worth more than sleeping next to you Mr. Arga"

Arga who had not the heart to see Tasha had 2 nights with him just slept on the sofa and had to give up with him. He began to rise from his sleep and stepped into the door of a special room in the cabin of the plane.

"Sleep la, I won't disturb your sleep" Arga who was already on the doorstep and left Tasha alone.

The journey was quite tiring finally the helicopter that carried them had landed safely. This is the first time Tasha set foot on a beautiful island located on one of the islands in East Nusa Tenggara.

Arga and Tasha out of the airport door on the island will go to the car which will then take them to the resort where the mother has provided.

"You see there's someone waiting for us, that's one of my mom's confidants here. So act like we're a happy couple" she whispered to Tasha and embraced Tasha by her side.

Tasha rolled her eyes looking at where Arga mentioned a man wearing a black suit and his sunglasses.

"Ihh freelancing om. Don't take a chance" Tasha's stern eyes that had been staring at Arga's face and her hands had already brushed Arga's hands off her back and passed leaving Arga by walking faster.

"Whatever, do whatever you want" Arga, who stared at Tasha's back in front of him, smiled faintly.

Tasha started to fear that it was the people from the mother who would spy on their honeymoon. Tasha turned her body to look at the approaching Arga. Arga seemed not to see Tasha waiting for him and preceded him.

"S***ni ni om-om, it's been awaited even cuek like not looking. What if the sunglasses he was wearing made him blind what" Tasha who was fixated on muttering to see Arga who was far ahead of him.

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After they reached their lodging, Tasha, who was sitting waiting for Arga who was checking in at the inn that the mother had prepared for them, was flattered, so special are the facilities that her mother-in-law gave them.

Tasha who did not realize that Arga had approached him was still busy with the instastory he uploaded "If you want to be here and do not want to come with me, he said, I can report to the manager of this hotel if you want to apply to work at their hotel"

"Resek om-om this old one. Oh God why should I be united with man so-called human events. Patience" as she rubbed her d**a Tasha got up from her seat and walked after Arga.

Tasha who had been left far behind did not see where Arga was. He lost track of Arga because so many visitors would stay in the same inn with them.

Arga has arrived exactly where the room they will occupy the next few days but not with Tasha. His gaze circulated backwards no longer seeing the existence of Tasha.

Arga who began to circulate his views among the many visitors to look for the existence of Tasha which he thought was very troublesome.

"Yes. Keep following him and take care of him. Don't get hurt. If it happens to him, it's not you I'll fire. But I will also be fired as the son of Herni's mother. Understood" disconnected call. Joe who had been watching Arga boss and also Tasha since being dibandara saw Tasha who was confused looking for Arga's whereabouts.

"S***n, I don't keep that old om-om number anymore" Tasha had been looking around for Arga's number on her flat object which she remembers Arga once sending her a message while they were in the festivities after prawedding that time but Tasha had deleted it.

After her frustration at being left behind by Arga, Tasha had an idea to book another room but was still in the same reception as Arga, in order for her not to be one room with Arga as they are not together with their parents who have to pretend to be romantic. "What a romantic won't" he muttered to himself who had imagined the two of them doing romantic things in his mind in front of the parents.

"Why do I feel restless if he has to be left behind. It's the best chance to escape the super-duper cold, frozen, nyebelin, old om-om who won't let me" Tasha stopped her sentence because the man she was wearing was right in front of her.

Arga who was still standing in front of Tasha began to lower his body closer to Tasha.

"If you do that, I'll pay your lodging fee. And I'll leave you alone here and will contact mama if this is a request from her beloved daughter-in-law" she whispered softly to Tasha.

Tasha hung in horror Arga who was already this close to talk to her.

"You look at the people who are here, you just look at them like ordinary people in general. But you don't realize that many eyes are watching us here" Arga's sharp gaze made Tasha step back.

Tasha's eyes are already glazed. He was not afraid to be left behind, but he felt like his life was being played with.

Tasha, who was afraid to take out her clear details in front of Arga, immediately stepped into the inn. He who had felt that he had been walking for too long started to turn his body around and looked at Arga who kept following him.

"If miss does not know the place, do not be pretentious and want to be in front" Arga said to Tasha. He continued to advance his lips getting a sneer from Arga.

Inside their inn room, Tasha circulated her gaze incessantly looking around the room. Two geese strung together with red roses that have been neatly arranged right on their beds and also the happy honeymoon Arga and Tasha increasingly add to the beauty of the room.

The bead stopped at both places in the room. He's still thinking about where he's going to sleep tonight.

"Basket or sofa" he pointed at the two places to lay down his body that was tired.

After arriving at their room, Arga who had first entered the bathroom because it was too hot all day outside to refresh his body.

Tasha laid her body on a single sofa facing the television right under the king-size bed in the room as well. He was afraid that choosing a thoughtful bed would fit two people.

Tasha was still glued to the sofa that had become the pedestal of her body, her bead looking at the ceiling of the room. "If this marriage were a normal marriage, no matchmaking, mutual love and affection, mutual care, this would be a happy marriage. But unfortunately I'm not one of those figures" Tasha's tears can no longer stem the feelings she's been experiencing all along. Like the journey of life that is not desirable, but must be faced that comes a lot in his life now.