Aara is Not Lara

Until Death Separates

A rough snort gust came out from a pair of Ara's nostrils. The phone that had been in his hand immediately crashed onto the mattress without mercy. While the owner lies on his back with spread out both hands mastering the mattress.

“You want to change your phone?” Rava chirps asked from the doorway when he saw Ara throw the phone out of her grasp. Standing with his right hand pushed the door leaf and locked it, while in his left hand was already a glass of warm milk.

Walking closer to their bed, Rava placed a glass of warm milk on the nightstand. Inching himself while reaching for the top of Ara's head to be rubbed lovingly. “Let's set the time so we can go out and look at the latest output phone you want.” Rava said softly with a smile on her lips.

“Not change. It's still good, no need to change. Only internet quota is up.” Shuffling softly, Ara rejected Rava's suggestion. The cellphone, which was slightly away from his hand, was held on top of his chest.

“Then use a mobile phone, you can.. You wear your likes. Mas is also not too often used if it is not very important like a business of work.” Rava still continued to give a gentle swipe to Ara's head, occasionally Rava also tidied Ara's messy hair.

“No application on mobile Mas.” Ara's sigh was singing her lips which managed to make Rava anxious. Just sober Rava directly lowered his head kissed briefly the lips of the wife who actually wanted to be bitten it.

Lying her body on Ara's side, Rava aligned her face so that she could look closely at Ara. “Sorry, yes.. I feel like everything is finished in this house. But Mas forgot to install wifi.”

“Apaan is like that. Can Ara can request a hotspot. If Mas quota is also exhausted yes we have boobok aja kayak gini.” Say Ara while playing her fingers on Rava's temples and cheeks.

“So now want internetan first? Turn it on, honey.. But before that drink his milk, will be hunted cold.” Rava said as quickly as lightning rose from his lying position, scooping a glass filled with milk into his right hand and waiting for Ara to sit down immediately.

Grabbing a glass of warm milk from Rava's hand, Ara did not immediately drink it, but rather stared at Rava with eyes twinkle that radiated happiness. Ara was grateful to Rava who loved her so much. Hope their story remains filled with love that is increasingly tempestuous until death separates.

“Pelan-pelan.” Rava cried when he saw Ara in a hurry to gulp the milk he made. Worried if at any time Ara could choke.

“Still yes, Mas.” Ara said after finishing stressing the warm milk that now inhabits her stomach.

“Sini kasih kemangnya.!” Pinta Rava on the empty glass in Ara's hand by extending out her open palm.

“Live Ara put the kitchen alone, Mas.” Said Ara who was about to get up from the top of the bed. His feet had already stepped on the cold floor of the room.

“Tomorrow all out. Put it here first.” Prevent Rava who has captured the glass that Ara holds. Put the empty glass back on the nightstand next to the bed, next to the sleeping lamp.

“There is milk leftover in the corner of your lips.” Rava said again as the milk stain around Ara's lips took over her limelight.

“Please that tissue, Mas!” Point Ara at a box of tissue closer to Rava's hand range.

“Do not use a tissue. Kayak gini aja.” Rava raised Ara's head as fast as lightning with his right hand that had already pressed down gently on Ara's nape. Without delaying for a long time Rava's head lowered its tilt and landed a sweep of her lips sipping the remaining milk stains on Ara's lips. Surely a little mode to get a kiss. Rava can always take advantage of all opportunities.

“Manis.” Say a short Rava while grinning thinly. His smile was really full of naughty meaning that a little bit Ara already understood.

“Yes sweet, milk is sweet.” Chuckling Ara responded to the sentence that Rava spoke.

“Not milk, but your lips are sweet.” Said Rava while squeezing both sides of Ara's cheeks with her palms. Inevitably the action of Rava made Ara's round eyes instantly squinted with fat cheeks poking. One of the many habits of Rava this really must be Ara familiarize.

“So weird really..” Ara's speech was a bit unclear. Understandably, his lips also pursed because of the twisting pressure on the cheek that Rava gave. As if he was giving a massage on the face, it was Ara who felt imagining her cheeks like the squishy that Rava was playing.

Stopping his pleasure, Rava sat himself beside Ara. Clutching a tiny shoulder to hold her by laying Ara's head on her chest. “Now so want to open hotspot from mobile Mas?” Rava asked in between the kiss that rained down on Ara's head.

“Jadiiii.!!” Ara said excitedly while raising her head. Almost Ara's head hit Rava's chin which had just been kept away.

Sliding her body closer to the nightstand and leaning back against the bed's back, Rava gently patted the side of the mattress beside her for Ara to get closer.”Here.!”

“Udah?” Ara asked as Rava finished scrolling through his phone screen.

“Kode?” Ask Ara again when you have to enter a certain passcode to connect with the internet connection from a Rava phone.

“21-42-63-39.” Rava said slowly, spelling each two numbers apart so as not to be missed by Ara.

“It's really hard to make the code, 21426339. Can't you remember it?” Complaints Ara with a combination of numbers is not unusual to just access the hotspot from a Rava phone. Ara that does not like complicated and easily forgotten just enter eight 0 numbers as a combination of passcode. A completely different choice.

“This is our name. So it's impossible to make it hard to remember.” Rava's successful speech made Ara frown in confusion. Out of which side Rava mentioned the eight numbers it was a combination of their names.

“Our name?” Ara asked still with disbelief that was vividly reflected from the look in her eyes.

“Iya, 21 This is your name, Aara. If 42 is new name Mas, Rava.” Clearly Rava while watching the change in the look of Ara's face that was getting drowned in confusion.

“Where can this 21 be Aara's name?” Sure enough, Ara had already twisted her brain which was instantly dull and found a dead end to solve the mystery of the numbers from her own name.

“Try you sort all alphabets from A to Z. Starting from A converted to number 1, then until Z in number 26. Keep adding every number that represents a letter in your name.” It was clearly Rava who Ara was starting to understand. For a moment Ara has started counting in numbers to how many letters R which is one of the letters in the name ‘Aara’ is located.

“Three times the number 1 continues plus 18 of the letter R, so 21 to the name Aara.” Said Ara softly with her ten fingers moving one by one starting to count. For a moment Ara started squinting her eyes, looking at Rava as closely as possible with a frown on her forehead. “Then 21 for the name Ara, 42 for the name Mas.. Don't tell me 63 is a combination of Aara and Rava?”

“Smart.” Praise the short Rava with a jubilant peck back landing on Ara's cheek. Rava is addicted to continue kissing Ara.

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The mystery of Code 21426339 has been solved. So, 39 is roughly from what name?🤔

(Clue the meaning of their name😉)

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