Chasing you

CHAPTER 57

Qirani took a long breath. One by one the jewelry he wore was removed and placed on a square box with beautiful carvings. His eyes looked at the mirror in front of him.

Mrs Arga Ekadanta...

Wife of a potential heir of the Ekajaya Group.

Hmmm....

Who knows the future ?

I, who was once just an orphanage child, was the only daughter of the owner of Paradise Group.

And now...

Qirani smiled at herself through the mirror before her.

Pak Bima is really in shock to squirm mother and mother.

Miss Eka moreover, until fainted.

Do they realize that they have a big mistake for my family ?

Qirani's smile disappeared.

Mom's plan went smoothly until this stage...

Qirani raised her hand, placed it on the dressing table. He saw a white gold ring with a diamond embedded in his ring finger on the right.

What a beautiful ring...

Certainly high value.

Proof love...

Qirani's smile expands. Not a smile of happiness, but rather a smile of victory.

The game began...

Who will leave this marriage first ?

Me or you, Mr Arga ?

Qirani said in his heart.

TOK !!! TOK !!! TOK !!!

" Yes... "

Sahut Qirani replied to a knock on the door of his room.

The door was opened from the outside, and someone entered the room. The groom, Arga Ekadanta.

" Want to change clothes ? "

Ask Arga.

" Yes, I'm tired... "

Qirani.

Arga approaching. He stared at the beautiful figure who was trying to take off the tiara on his hair.

" Here, let me help you. "

Said Arga.

He stood behind Qirani, helping to remove the tiara. Take one by one the pincers from Qirani's hair which is now brownish all over.

" Your hair... When did you change color ? "

Ask Arga, mince words.

" Two days ago... "

Answer Qirani.

" Oh... "

" Why ? "

" No... No papa. Good, it fits you. "

" Oh... "

For a moment both were silent. Arga returned to thinking, trying to find a topic. The atmosphere felt awkward and stiff.

" you... "

" So... "

Suddenly the two opened their mouths and stopped talking at the same time. Back the atmosphere became awkward and stiff.

Qirani and Arga are seen through a mirror in front of Qirani.

" So Adit gave me two tickets to Italy, as our wedding gift. This... "

Said Arga.

He took out two tickets from behind his suit. Put it on the table, right in front of Qirani. Qirani took a glance at it expressionlessly.

" If you want, we can... "

" No. I don't want to. Save it or love who you want. I have done a lot of work because of this marriage. I don't have time for a honeymoon or to relax. "

Qirani said firmly, cutting off Arga's speech.

" Ah, okay... "

Sahut Arga shrieked, with a tone of voice that sounded disappointed.

Reject me ?!

No papa...

Patience, patience, patience...

He needs time, everything needs process.

Marrying her doesn't mean having to force her to obey me.

Remember, this is my penance.

I have to accept every rejection.

He is no longer the timid Qirani and the one I can treat arbitrarily...

He's different now.

Okay, I don't have a problem.

I have to be strong, so he doesn't run away from me...

Inner Arga.

" The news can be removed... Could you please, open my zipper dress ? "

Qirani.

Arga soon awakens from his daydream. And true as Qirani had said, the tiara on top of Qirani's hair was already removable. Arga immediately put the tiara on the table.

Qirani got up from his seat. Arga started trying to unzip the wife's wedding dress. His hands began to tremble, as the zipper began to descend and reveal the back to the waist of Qirani's body.

" I never saw my body... That trembling kayak. "

Qirani said with an amused smile.

He felt Arga's fingers trembling on his back skin.

I don't tremble because I've never seen your body.

I was trembling because I had to refrain from playing a hug carelessly.

Do you not understand ?

Pingiiinnn is so stifling at you right now, taking out all my kangen flavors all along.

But I'm afraid you're angry, I'm afraid you don't like it, I'm afraid you're far away...

Inner Arga.

" It's... "

Say Arga once the zipper has gone down at the very bottom end.

" thank you. "

Then he turned his body, facing towards Arga. Arga looked at it confusedly.

Does he want to...

" Wh-what ? "

Arga asked half nervously, his face flushed red.

What the hell is in his brain ?

Bawdy !

Inner Qirani was half irritated.

" I'm going to change clothes. Do you still want to stay here to see me naked ?! "

Ketus Qirani's.

Oohh...

Arga felt ashamed of himself.

" Yes, I'm out. "

Says Arga at last.

And with forced footsteps, Arga headed for the exit. However, his steps suddenly came to a halt before reaching the door. He turned.

" I forgot. Aren't we married ? So why do I have to go out ? We're husband and wife, so... "

Said Arga, who purposely hung up her sentence, hoping that Qirani understood her heart intent.

Qirani thought of Arga's words.

Yes, he is married.

Husband wife...

But...

" I'm not ready yet. Can you ask for time ? "

Qirani said firmly.

" Can, can... I will not force you if you are not ready. No papa, no papa. "

Answer Arga quickly.

Then she opened her bridal coat. Throw it on a bed filled with red and white roses.

" I'm not gonna peek at you. "

Said Arga.

Then he threw his body into bed. Stretch his tie ribbon. And closed his eyes.

Seeing Arga who had been closed, Qirani began to lower her dress. Take it off carefully.

Arga, who had previously been closed, now opened his eyes slowly, then turned towards Qirani slowly.

Seen in her eyes, Qirani's body was now wearing only lingerie. Arga gulps. His body began to warm. His mind began to contain exciting things.

Immediately Arga threw his face up, staring at the ceiling of the room. His face was red, hot. Arga immediately set his breath which began to stabilize.

Hold an...

Hold an...

Hold an...

Say it many times in the heart.

He closed his eyes back. Start turning his own attention to something else. Trying to think of something that would eliminate his passion.

" This, change your clothes. I am not comfortable sleeping in formal clothes. "

Qirani's voice sounded so close.

Arga opened his eyes and found Qirani who was already at the side of the bed. In his hand was seen a pajama with a horizontal line motif in blue and yellow.

Arga got up and sat on the edge of the bed. The pajamas were taken from Qirani's hands. In his view, Qirani is now wearing pajamas with the same motif.

" Twin ? "

Said Arga.

" Heem... I think it's funny. Don't like it ? Here, I take piya... "

" No, I like it. I really like it. "

Cut Arga fast.

" Oh... Mercifully. "

Qirani.

Qirani crawled up onto the bed. Ruffling the rose around his body.

" Who's taking our bridal chamber ? "

Qirani asked while changing his seat, turning his back to Arga.

" Don and Sherina. "

Arga replied while removing the clothes on his body.

" Oh... Sherina's ? Who's Sherina ? "

Ask Qirani.

" Wife Doni. College too. "

Replied Arga who now started wearing pajamas from Qirani earlier.

" Mmm, they already have children ? "

" Already, one. But Sherina's second pregnant, only four months old. "

" Little family. "

Qirani.

" What ? "

Ask Arga who did not hear clearly what Qirani said.

" No... "

Qirani.

" I'll lock the door first. "

Arga said after she finished changing her clothes.

Not waiting for an answer, Arga rushed towards the door. He closed the door and turned the key in the hole and pulled it out. Put the key on the table.

On the bed, Qirani was already inside the blanket with his back tilted. There was a roll lying in the middle of the bed.

" all right... Tonight sleeps well. "

Mumbled wailing.

Then Arga climbed into the bed and laid himself down. Trying to relax and comfort his body. Look at the ceiling of the room. Trying to sleep.

Qirani remained motionless in his tilted position. Look at the wedding ring on her ring finger.

This situation...

Shouldn't I be happy ?

Now everything is according to plan.

He didn't dare touch me without my permission.

Replace me toying with him, isn't that good ?

But...

Why do I feel like I shouldn't believe it... ?

I think there is nothing less.

What yes...