Young Marriage
The Young Marriage 18

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With a slow step, Arvin went into the room and immediately slammed his body on the king size mattress, his eyes closed feeling the roar of breath that blows normally, and then he could not help but, then he opened his eyes wide letting the two black and sharp neutrals scour the ceiling

on top of it, before slowly turning to the side, where Aletta usually sleeps.

Her hand moved to pick up the long cat-shaped pillow that Aletta always hugged while asleep. He subconsciously pulled both ends of his lips to form an indescribably beautiful arch, considering how adorable the girl with the puffed cheek was as she scolded him.

Although for now Aletta was not with him, but at least the girl was able to get out of the room with a horrible all-white nuance, and make Arvin breathe a sigh of relief. Aletta decided to return with her parents for a while, until her psychic and physical health were completely restored. Arvin did not mind the decision at all, however he could still visit him at any time.

"Al, healthy spit! Lonely house there is no lo." muttered monologue, with eyes slowly closed, due to drowsiness that began to attack.

However, just as he felt he was about to slump into a deep sleep, his phone rang with its distinctive tone. Still half sleepy, his hand awkwardly grabbed the phone, and he pressed the green button without seeing the name on the screen.

"Yes, Al. What's the phone malem-malem, I just nyampe home." said with a hoarse voice, typical of people wake up.

On the other hand, Zidan pulled the phone back from his ear, making sure he didn't make the wrong call.

"Al's? Who do you mean, Aladin? Oh I know, Aletta, right?" Zidan opened his voice again with a thin tone, his forehead was confused waiting for an answer from Arvin.

Realizing it was not the voice of his wife, Arvin, who was still in a state of heavy sleepiness and lying down, immediately sat down, along with the drowsiness that disappeared without a trace.

"Cash, Vin! You're still there, right? Answer me! It's me Zidan."

Arvin kept the phone away from his face, sure enough there was the name Zidan listed on the top of the screen, making Arvin grimace to hold the oath of absorbency for himself.

"Stupid! Basic bego!" the curse that only reached the base of the throat,

Then, the man cleared his throat neutralizing all the raging flavors so as not to further make Zidan suspicious.

"Who said Al, wrong with you!" beat Arvin with a firm tone.

"Udah gaah ngibulin me! The guy was obviously I digger you call the name Al, really like it's the same girl reog?"

The man again clucked with emotions that had been in the crown. It was like eating a human named Zidan.

"I love it with girls. No, I have Medina after all. You forgot?"

Sounded across there, Zidan was sighing. " It's up! the important thing is you come here now, I'm the same Ardi in a normal place."

Without waiting for Arvin to answer, the call was first closed by Zidan, making Arvin clucked, but even so he still went to pick up the jacket and motorcycle keys, he said, then rushed to the place that Zidan had mentioned.

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The night is getting late, Arvin, Zidan and also Ardi decided to immediately return to their respective cages. It feels like the bunches and jokes thrown by Ardi, until the clarification that makes Zidan more emotional, must end here.

The atmosphere of the night was getting quieter, the wind also blew hard, causing a body-piercing cold, but it did not shake Zidan to continue riding his motorbike at medium speed. His gaze was straight ahead, until the narrow eyes managed to catch a girl who had just come out of a cafe and stood on the side of the road, seen he was clingingy looking for something, he was looking for something, without thinking, Zidan immediately directed his iron vehicle to approach the girl.

Arriving there, he immediately opened the helmet glass he was wearing, and was greeted by the unworn gaze of the shoulder-haired girl.

She is Sella, the girl did not understand the presence of Zidan at all, until the man first greeted.

"Lo nyari what the hell?" he also followed Sella's view.

"It's none of your business! Anyway why are you here, go there!" his village in a cynical tone, with his chest crossed his eyes looked at Zidan sharply

Similar to Aletta, Sella also deeply dislikes the attitude of Medina and her friends, especially Zidan. To Sella, Zidan was the strangest person in the plot. Sometimes the man looks cute, but sometimes also very sadistic.

Ah, the discussion of Zidan will be endless. Especially in the mind of Sella who does not like the man.

"Lo wants to go home, right? I'm anterin!" Zidan again covered the helmet glass and turned on the motor. The tone was quite cold and very unfriendly, leaving Sella confused herself.

"Good!" his orders again, when he found Sella did not move.

"Well, who are you telling me." Sella melengos, reluctantly staring at the narrow-eyed man, "Go there, I can still go home alone!"

It made Zidan mouth open. His hands moved to remove the helmet he was wearing, showing off the middle-cut hair that characterised the man.

Sella exhaled, then looked back at Zidan lightly. " It's even more dangerous to go home with you."

If only this girl in front of him was not Sella, Zidan would definitely take out the oath and all his swear as much as possible. But shortly after, Zidan returned with a smile, as if the man knew what to do.

Zidan looked at Sella closely, making the girl come to mind full of questions, but he still tried to act ordinary.

"It's a mess, it's hard to get a taxi around here!" muttered the man, "and I was horrified, in the tree it was.." continued with fingers pointing at the shade tree not far from them, Sella's eyes followed the direction Zidan pointed.

"Why?" asked Sella, who kept picking up the big tree. It is undeniable that the wind that hit the skin managed to make the fur of his horse stand instantly.

Zidan tried to hold back his laughter as he looked at the frightened face that Sella kept holding back, and it seemed like the idea of the man was going smoothly.

He was getting closer, reducing the volume of his voice to be smoother. "Gue denger there are many creatures."

Sella blinked her eyes rapidly over and over, and she painstakingly swallowed her own saliva.

"Okay, if you want to go home alone gapapa, I'll go back first! Careful lo!" Zidan immediately put the helmet back on his ladder, about to leave the girl

However, when he was about to go, Sella first questioned him. Making a little laugh out of the rancid lips that he had. The girl who was originally sharp enough in response to Zidan, finally gave a sign of agreeing with her reluctant gaze. He got on the back of Zidan's bike without a word.

Although the air was getting colder and the wind was blowing hard, Zidan continued to drive steadily. Sella sat behind him with a somewhat awkward body, but at least she had already agreed to be escorted home by Zidan. For him lowering a little ego is not a difficult thing, if the opponent is invisible.

The journey home they both took place in a tense silence. Zidan did not say a word, and Sella also seemed reluctant to start the conversation. The atmosphere on the way felt like freezing.

However, as time went on, Zidan began to feel a little uncomfortable with the silence. He tries to break the silence.

"So, did you go to the cafe a lot?" ask Zidan in a more friendly tone.

Sella nodded briefly, but still did not say a word.

"But you are alone? Aletta's not coming?" zidan tried to open the conversation.

Sella who was already lazy, clucked. " Lo nanya mulu deh feeling, already like Mr Jamal!"

Despite Zidan's attempts to speak, Sella still looks cold and reluctant. The journey continues in silence until Sella sees a familiar person just getting out of the car, the girl patting Zidan's shoulder rough to pull over. "Stop stop!"

Zidan quickly stopped the bike, with a confused response until Sella came down and was about to run towards the man she saw, but Zidan quickly held her back, "where are you going?"

"Please, I want Dino's nyamperin?" peeking Sella, the girl pulled her hand to escape from Zidan's grasp.

While Zidan himself, following the direction of Sella's eyes, and sure enough there was Dino there, but that's not what made Zidan rotate his brain quickly, but the car he was riding. He knew who the car was. He couldn't have seen it wrong. The question is, what is their relationship?

"Woy, I'm concerned about what you are!" Sella asked, ridding Zidan of the long daydream.

"No. .. That's just, you really want to go there?" asked Zidan with an uncertain face.

"That's it, why?"

"Ck! Don't you see who Dino is?"

Sella scowled, her eyes again staring at the whereabouts of Dino who was with a woman, but unfortunately her face was covered with a hood of mint-colored hoodie worn. The girl narrowed her eyes, trying to see the face of the girl who walked behind Dino, but unfortunately they had hunted into the cafe.

"She's the same girl, who is she? What's boyfriend? But Dino, why don't you tell me there's a boyfriend?"

Zidan shook his shoulders indifferently, if not his business why should he be busy thinking about.

"Where do I know, what am I?" pick up the man, and return to tell Sella to ride.

The girl complied, and they went back on their journey in the silence of the night that enveloped the two gender-different humans who were struggling with questions in each other's heads.

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