Aksara For Arsyilla

Postponing the Honeymoon

Indeed, today is the day Aksara and Arsyilla should enjoy for their honeymoon. Unfortunately, what happened to Arsyilla last night made Aksara to delay his honeymoon agenda first. Arsyilla's recovery was much more important to him. 

Therefore, the morning when opening his eyes, Aksara chose to call Mother Kanaya and said that he chose to postpone his honeymoon first with the reason, because, he still has to improve the design results of the client that must be completed immediately. Arsyilla is also busy teaching. Hearing the explanation of Aksara, finally Mother Kanaya agreed. Nevertheless, Mother Kanaya still asked Aksara to invite Arsyilla on her honeymoon. 

After that, Aksara saw Arsyilla who was still curled up to sleep. The man had no intention of waking Arsyilla up at all, but Aksara chose to get out of his bed. He intended to order breakfast for Arsyilla first and brew tea for Arsyilla. According to Aksara, Arsyilla was still exhausted and in pain, therefore she did not intend to wake Arsyilla. 

Cleaning himself for a moment, Aksara then ordered chicken porridge for Arsyilla. Then he cooked the water to a boil, then brewed the tea in a teapot. Aksara still remembers that Arsyilla's favorite is honey tea. Therefore, once Arsyilla wakes up she will make honey tea for Arsyilla. 

At 9 o'clock Arsyilla woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the empty side of his bed. Therefore, Arsyilla chose to take a bath first. After that, he will come out of his room. 

Approaching the half-ten, Arsyilla came out of the room with half-wet hair. The woman circulated a look at that part of the apartment. Of course what he was looking for was Aksara. 

"Are you awake?" the melodious baritone voice finally greeted him. 

Arsyilla nodded, "Already," she replied softly. 

His body seemed powerless, because afternoon until night, he was confined in a dark room in the basement parking lot. Even at home, his stomach was not filled. Now, it feels like his stomach is timid and wants to be filled. 

"Come here, we have breakfast" Aksara told Arsyilla. 

Nodding his pias, Arsyilla walked towards the dining table. On the dining table was chicken porridge and honey tea. 

"Come, sit down .. we have breakfast first," Aksara said again. 

So Arsyilla also pulled one chair, sliding it slowly. Then he sat down before the Scriptures. 

"Thank you for helping me" said Arsyilla. 

Yes, Arsyilla realized that if there was no Aksara somehow her fate in a dark room with such a suffocation. Fortunately, even at night, Aksara could find him. For that Arsyilla must thank correctly to Aksara. 

"Yes, it's a good thing that I detected your presence" Aksara said in the end. "Now, eat first. After this there are some things I want to ask," continued Aksara again. 

Therefore, Arsyilla nodded and she tried to eat the chicken porridge that Aksara had bought. Also, he chose to drink Aksara's still-warm artificial honey tea. Every now and then Arsyilla stole a glance at Aksara, it felt like the man was very kind to her. In his mind, he was thinking could it be that Aksara had known him for a very long time?

If only involved in one night's doom, why does it feel like every day Aksara still behaves well. Even when Arsyilla was judes and jutek to him, in fact the man still remained kind to him.

“Have finished eating?” ask Aksara again who saw the chicken porridge in the Arsyilla bowl is over. The honey tea inside his cup was also barely toilet.

Arsyilla nodded, then she tried to stand up and was about to wash the tableware after they used it. However, Aksara immediately restrained Arsyilla from having to wash the tableware.

“Not after washing, later only. Come, I ask you,” said Aksara who suddenly grabbed Arsyilla's hand and took her to sit in the living room. 

Slowly the man took his hand off Arsyilla's. Both Arsyilla's wrists are still red and her face is still swollen.

Arsyilla thought her husband would discuss what. It was related to their honeymoon. Arsyilla also without thinking long nodded because she was also not ready for honeymoon with Aksara.

“Hmm, yes,” replied Arsyilla briefly.

“You don't mind right?” ask Aksara again which is certainly a question that does not require an answer from Arsyilla actually.

Arsyilla also rotated her eyeballs lazily. Of course, he didn't mind. If he can, he does not want to enjoy the honeymoon. As if reluctant to argue with the condition of his body that feels all pain, Arsyilla chose silence.

“Maybe you don't mind, but I object,” Aksara said suddenly to make Arsyilla turn her head to look at Aksara sitting next to her.

After Aksara laughed and saw Arsyilla who had just been silent, the man then stood up to take a medicine box of course to give anti-mutilation ointment at the corner of Arsyilla's lips.

Afterwards Aksara immediately crouched down in front of Arsyilla, the man opened the ointment cover, took out the contents and applied them on Arsyilla's wrist as well as Arsyilla's bruised blue leg.

Arsyilla was silent, but her eyeballs followed every movement of Aksara's hands smearing bruises on her body.

“What matters is that you heal first, your recovery is number one for me,” Aksara said without looking at Arsyilla's face. The man was more focused on looking at the wounds on Arsyilla's hands and feet.

Even the man hissed as if enduring the pain, as his hand rubbed a wound on the side of Arsyilla's neck. 

“Surely yes?” ask Aksara slowly.

Just to be asked, in fact, both eyes of Arsyilla glazed. Even a single tear just dripped down his face. However, before Aksara saw her, Arsyilla immediately wiped away her tears.

“How to treat your swollen face this one side?” ask Aksara again, whose hand seemed outstretched about to touch the side of Arsyilla's face that looks swollen due to slapped Ravendra last night.

Arsyilla shook her head, “Later will also heal by herself,” replied with her soft voice.

As much as possible Arsyilla held back not to let her tears break at this time. For, he does not want to be seen crying and pathetic in the presence of the Scriptures. Even though Aksara had seen Arsyilla twice in a sad condition and crying, but he did not want to look so sad.

“You To Hospital? All of us do a visa to throw the son of a bitch into prison,” said Aksara now with his deep voice. It was as if her emotions were mounting, and she threw Ravendra into prison on charges of violence and abuse.

“Sore us to Hospital huh?” take Aksara this time again to Arsyilla.

The woman was still silent, but her forehead was wrinkled as a sign that she was thinking at the moment.

“Can I go home to Mama's house for a while?” arsyilla said at the end. Of all the pain she had, she wanted to go home to her mother. Hope to get some peace and protection there.

Aksara shook her head, “No, I will protect you. After all, you can't go home under these circumstances. Mama Khaira and Papa Radit would be sad to see her daughter in this state. You can go back there, after your wound has healed. Of course, I'm not alone because I'm going with you to go home to Mama Khaira and Papa Radit,” Aksara replied explaining that Arsyilla can only go home to Mama Khaira and Papa Radit if the wound he had experienced had recovered, in addition she will follow Arsyilla to stay at her parents' house.