
One more step and finally, Alfaro came before his wife. Their gazes clashed for a moment, looking down on each other's longing. The mother who was also there looked at Arumi and Alfaro in turn, surely the mother was confused by the current situation.
Arumi shook her head slowly, then turned around to leave. Not wanting to give Arumi a chance to dodge, Alfaro pulled Arumi's hand back to face him, even closer to the sound of Alfaro's breath felt on Arumi's face.
"We have to talk" said Alfaro looking at Arumi expectantly. Not wanting to give an opportunity to refuse or find an excuse, Alfaro immediately pulled Arumi's hand to follow his steps.
Arumi followed Alfaro's steps, slowly but surely away. Leaving Mother who still looks confused, leaving Aril who starts to panic, because if Alfaro and Arumi leave, he will go to the office what ride.
Alfaro leads Arumi into the car and is followed by himself. The car has now gone away. When it was lost from sight, Mother turned to look at Aril who was standing next to her.
"What was that greeting?" ask Mother.
"Suami Arumi," replied Aril while continuing to block the car that was disappearing from his sight.
"What! When is the marriage of a child, do not digundang-ngundang. Where the performance is really handsome, like a Turkish artist," said Ibu.
Dinda came from inside. He was shocked when he found Aril was already there.
"Arumi's gone?" ask Dinda to Aril.
"It was, just now," answered Aril without looking at Dinda.
"Aril said Arumi was married? Why aren't you invited?" ask Dinda.
"Yes Ma'am, Dinda will explain yes, now Dinda wants to work first yes," said Dinda to her mother.
"Yes already, if that's why I also want to go to the market first," said Mom and then turned to Aril, "Kid Aril, I live first."
"Oh yes ma'am" said Aril and smiled at Mom.
Now Aril and Dinda are there. Dinda noticed Aril who had been looking down the road ever since.
"Hey, why are you so dumb," said Dinda as she patted Aril's shoulder strongly enough.
Aril gasped, he turned to look at the woman whose height was only as she could. Aril is surprised because today Dinda is a little different, if usually Dinda will wear basic pants in a pair - match with a shirt and blazer - but today Dinda wears Skirts above the knee.
"Wow, what's going on? You wearing a skirt?" asked Aril who was impressed.
"Why? whether I'm too pretty today, I feel like every day I'm a real career woman" Dinda said confidently.
"Well, you're like a chameleon" said Aril, trying to hold back his laughter.
"What! The chameleon?"
"You can quickly change the appearance of a gangster to this, it's not like a chameleon, a remarkable human evolution. But I'm sorry I won't be fooled because I've seen your true form" Aril said.
"Died saying pretty what's hard! I was going to offer this honorable secretary sir a ride to the office. But because I've been pissed off ... Bye is on foot" said Dinda, then stepped out of the terrace.
Aril only realized that he was left by Alfaro himself there. If you want to ride a public vehicle, he must walk to the front of the alley. The day was getting noon, without thinking long finally he decided to catch up with Dinda who is currently on the bike.
"Hey wait for me!" exclaims Aril while running to approach Dinda.
"I came along, come on I was just kidding," Aril said when he was next to Dinda's bike.
Dinda snorted in annoyance, with a sharp look and hands folded forward, "May, but you have to say one time, say Dinda is beautiful, that's all the conditions."
No other choice but to obey Dinda's request, although his mouth feels stiff when he has to say something ridiculous, inevitably Aril must do it.
"In-dinda beautiful, I can come with ya," said Aril in the end.
"Well, I'm a good man, dear secretary," he said in a soft, contorted voice, "Let's go up." Dinda gave a helmet to Aril.
Aril grabbed the helmet and immediately put it on. As she got on the bike, at full speed, Dinda gas-stamped out of her yard.
...***...
The wind blows quite tight, until Arumi's long hair is swept back. Slowly Alfaro turned his head, looking at the sad face of the wife who was staring nanar towards the front.
"Why are you avoiding me?" ask Alfaro.
"I'm not avoiding, just calming down." Arumi turned her head sideways until their eyes clashed again, "Mas ... are you really going to get married?" Arumi's eyes look teary, when saying things that not even her heart can bear.
A thin smile could be seen coloring Alfaro's lips. Somehow he became happy when he saw the jealous wife like this. But a different response was given Arumi. When she was sad and her husband smiled, of course, she was surprised.
Alfaro moved closer, hugging his wife from behind. Arumi certainly rebelled to be released but her body was confined in the arms of the husband whose body was much larger.
"I asked instead of being answered, even in the hug," said Arumi with a pouting face.
"His name is Bianca, she's the daughter of my late father's business partner. Both parents wanted us to have a relationship. But be it me or Bianca we already have people we love ourselves. I would never leave you for such an arranged marriage. You can be jealous and angry at me. But do not doubt the love and loyalty of Alfaro Wilson," said Alfaro while continuing to kiss Arumi's shoulder.
That look Arumi is gone. Not because he is someone who is easy to persuade, but when his heart is sure and believe then what he can do. Arumi's face reddened the tomato not because of the blush she was wearing but because the words of the husband who always managed to make her blush embarrassed.
"So you won't leave me for the woman of Mama's choice?"
"Do I have to answer again?"
Arumi turned her position and immediately hugged Alfaro tightly. Those tears of happiness were seen coming out from the corner of his eyes.happy? Yes, maybe he was enjoying these wonderful times that he hoped would be so next. Again man can only plan but the ruler of the universe is the determinant of everything.
"I miss you so much ... Did you sleep well last night?" alfaro asked and then gently kissed Arumi's head.
"No Mas, I stayed up all night thinking about you," replied Arumi who increasingly drowned her face in the chest of Alfaro's field.
But suddenly Alfaro let go of his embrace, looking at the wife who saw him in confusion.
"You want to play water? Today I will skip for you" said Alfaro, pulling Arumi's nose slowly.
"really? What can?" Arumi seemed very enthusiastic to hear that.
"Of course, I wanted to bring you here at the time, but Almira failed him."
"Well, I love the beach .. but Mas, why is it so quiet here, this beach used to be so crowded with visitors even though it was not a holiday?" arumi asked puzzledly, looking around that looked lonely.
"Today this beach is closed to the public .. because I have rented it," said Alfaro.
"What! Renting, then we have to play water as much as possible, so that the money that Mas spend is not in vain" he said enthusiastically.
"It's up to you."
Cup.
Suddenly Arumi immediately landed a kiss on Alfaro's cheek and ran away leaving him still stunned.
"Let's go after me!" exclaim Arumi from twenty meters away.
"If I get you, I'll kiss you for a long time!!!" alfaro shouted while looking at his wife.
"Try it if you can!!" arumi shouted back and then ran back. Without wasting any time Alfaro caught up with his wife.
After feeling far enough, Arumi again stopped his steps. Turning back, he saw Alfaro who was currently running towards him. His heart trembled again, as if Alfaro was a destiny that was about to approach him, a destiny that made all sides of his life turn one hundred and eighty degrees.
Right now he is running towards me, with a happy smile of loving me. This man came from where I didn't know either, but for the first time I felt appreciated and expected. God, don't take her out of my sight, even if her blessing isn't on her side, make her always fight for the love she says. Because I want her forever, I love her so much, inner Arumi.
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